Chapter Eight

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It was 8:00 p.m. as I arrived at home.

My father was sitting in the living room looking all comfortable with his black sweatpants, white oversized tshirt, hair all messed up not pushed back or anything with hair gel watching television.

As he eyed me from the couch.

I walked over to him.

"You're right I am better than this." I said. "I'm still trying to figure out who I am, but I would like people to be there for me when I need someone."

"Let me guess you got hurt and you need someone?" he said walking over as he saw me about to cry.

"I need someone now." as you could see him walk over to me quickly hugging me so, meaningful. "No matter what you're always my girl, Fallon." he cried a little to. I hurt my dad. I'm not proud of it either. I don't want him mad at me anymore.

Everyone around me hates me and I'm just tired of it all.

He pulled away gently looking at me wiping my tears away. "I don't know what you're going through, but I'll be there every step of the way like your mother was to you once."

"I just wished she'd get some help or care for her own daughter like I don't even exist to her."

"But you exist to me and you're here now and I'm always here for you." as he hugged me again.

All I need is my dad. Forget my mom. She doesn't know anything about me like my father does. So, honestly I don't care where or how she is.

We cleared up our tears as we ended up walking over together as he sat down I laid my head down on his lap facing the tv as he played with my hair.

I ended up falling asleep few hour's later as I woke up on the couch alone.

My dad works early like 3:00/4:00 a.m. so, I didn't expect him to still be next to me as I was covered with a fluffy soft bright pink blanket on me.

I got up looking at the time. It was 6:00 a.m. as I rushed to get ready for school.

I put my hair into a bun again not wanting to do anything with it, my eyes were all puffy from crying last night, but I just let myself go not putting any make up on. I put a black plain crop top on with ripped white skinny jeans with a black plain jean jacket as I went downstairs to get something to drink I saw a note on the kitchen counter with my keys.

I looked at the note.

I love you, Fal. I had fun while it lasted. Sorry I had to go to work, but thought this would make you feel better.

Love you - Dad

I smiled so, big doing a happy dance. I finally got my car back. All my dad needed was an apology I guess from me to get my car back.

I grabbed my keys and went over to my fridge grabbing a water bottle.

I ran to my car getting into it excited to finally have it back. I feel like a new person again.

This car's been with me since I've been in Middle School.

I arrived at school as I got out everyone was staring at me whispering, laughing.

I ignored as I heard people on my way into the school building making it obvious they're talking about me.

Liam or Zayn must've posted the stupid video.

"Is that the girl?"

"Yeah I think it is. What a whore."

Both girls spoke to each other as I death stared them walking in.

As I bumped into Zayn, Liam, Louis, Niall and the girl's all in the group.

They all eyed me.

Claire and Haylee were trying to talk to the boys.

"You guys need to take that down. This wasn't suppose to go this far." Haylee spoke up crossing her arms rolling her eyes.

"She'll learn for what she did." as Zayn eyed me evil.

I got pissed walking over to Zayn pushing him.

Everyone backed away from the group giving Zayn and I space. People started coming inside the building and from their lockers over surrounding us in a big group.

"It's your fucking fault you slut around when you have a boyfriend."

"IT WAS A GOD DAMN DARE AND I STOPPED, BUT YOU KEPT FORCING ME AND RAPED ME."

Zayn got angry that I basically called him a rapist.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT. YOU LET YOUR WHORE SELF GO."

"RAPE AND WHORING AROUND ARE TWO DIFFERENT THINGS. WHORING AROUND IS NOT WHAT I WAS DOING. I DIDN'T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT, BUT YOU JUST HAD TO RAPE ME AND ACCUSE ME IN THE VIDEO THAT I DID IT ALL WHEN IT WAS ALL YOU."

Liam and everyone looked confused.

"Is this true mate?" Liam asked looking at Zayn.

Zayn was silent.

"Have nothing to say huh? Cause you know it's true." I crossed my arms looking at him up and down.

"I don't hit girl's, but I ain't afraid to hit a bitch." he said as he tried to lay hands on me Liam pulled him back.

"ALRIGHT WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" Harry popped up into the middle of the crowd.

"EVERYONE GET INTO CLASS NOW OR EVERYONE HAS SATURDAY SCHOOL." He yelled looking at every student around in the circle as they all started to walk off quickly.

Haylee and Claire tried to walk off to as Harry stopped them.

"You girls and you guy's aren't going anywhere."

He said eying everyone especially me.

"You all have detention after school. I'm not tolerating with this childish shit. So, whoever posted the video of Fallon in the group can delete it or they'll be suspended for the whole school year and I'll make sure of it." As he eyed everyone but mostly Zayn because it's probably obvious Zayn did it since he was in it.

Everyone looked at each other as Harry walked away angrily.

"EVERYONE GET INTO CLASS NOW." he yelled at us as we all walked into our classes, but sadly I had Harry. To bad I already had a detention today.

God, I hate Zayn. Making me look bad in front of the school when it was him. It was ALL him.

This detention will be an interesting night.

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