Lay with me

5

This part is intense! 

This picture will help you imagine better.

TW: blood

From Nate's perspective...

I heard how someone drove to my spot. I wonder if it's Hannah. To be honest, I hope it's her. I really need to be with someone who isn't Maya.

I really like Maya, but she has a lot of small things that triggers me. Well, but what relationship goes without fights, right?

I could see Hannah's car through these trees. I got really excited not going to lie. I tried to come next to her as fast as I could.

"Someone really liked this place" I said happily.

She is sitting on her car's bonnet, her legs are a bit bent. Her hair looks messy as always, but I think that's why she is so interesting to me. I'll say it like a cliché, but she is different. She doesn't care how she looks, what others think about her.

I could see her eyes sparkle when she looked at me, but at the same time she looked a bit confused.

It looks so comfy how she sits, I really want to sit like that too.

"Can I sit next to you?" I asked her.

Now we're sitting here in silence. I hate being quiet, I start to think a lot of different things that I shouldn't.

For the first time, I sit with a girl and she doesn't throw herself at me. That's something different.

At this moment only one song is in my head, it's "Tears on my pillow". I just watched that movie and this song just stuck in my head.

We both sing this song, her hair flies with the wind. Her smile was so big, I was hypnotized. My head was full of thoughts about her. They weren't sexual or something. I just thought, what a cool girl she is.

I feel how my phone started vibrating in my back pocket. No, not now, please.

It's my father. My parents are divorced when I was 10 and now I live with him in our big house near here. My mom ran with a new man after divorce. I don't talk with her at all after she ran. I actually hate living with my father, but I have nothing to choose from.

My father is a big man in this town. He is mayor. All town thinks we're this wonderful father and son duo, but actually everything is much harder.

"What" I answered my phone. Maybe it wasn't the best way to answer him, but I was a little bit angry that he ruined this moment for us.

"What did you say? I can't with this child.." he murmured "Come home, I'm standing next to the bench. We have a problem here"

"Will be there in a sec. Just stay there"

I hate that I have to leave her like this, but I have no choice.

I start to walk really fast. I have no idea what he was talking about. I hope everything is ok.

I finally got to my house. My house is really modern, it has one of those square designs. All around are trees and it looks really aesthetic.

The fence is really high, because my father always wants privacy. Grass is very short and green, probably our gardener was here today.

I walked to the bench, but he wasn't there. I said to wait for me..

When I walked through the door, I saw my father with a bottle of expensive whiskey in his hand.

"Look" he said and gave me some kind of card.

I looked at it and I read "Wedding invitation" written on it. I read a little more. It's a wedding invitation to my mom's wedding.

"After all these years, she sends this? And it's for you. How could she just send this to my house?"

"Father, I-"

"Is he better than me?" he started being a bit aggressive "How she can get married to another man? Huh?"

"Father, you divorced a long time a-"

"Shut up, you're so dumb and naive. You are always on her side, even though she left you. You should be kissing my ass not her now" He gets even more aggressive.

"I-I just feel that I should say the truth" I stuttered.

"The truth? You know nothing! How can you know the truth!" He shouts at me.

"You're right, I-" at this moment I saw how he looked at me with this furious look and held up his hand where the bottle was. He started breathing very heavy. "What are you-".

I fell on my knees right next to his feet. 

I saw how he threw the bottle. Everything was like in slow motion. I knew what was happening, but couldn't believe. This bottle was coming closer and closer to my face. The minute that I closed my eyes, I felt this big pain in my face. The expensive bottle of whiskey hit my head and all the glass shattered in my face. I could feel how some of the pieces cut my face or even got stuck.

This pain was so bad, I couldn't even open my eyes.

Finally, I tried to opened them and I saw how my father slowly walked away from me with the same look on his face.

I ran to my bathroom. The mirror is on the left side when you walk through the door. When I saw my face, I almost fainted.

This view wasn't really pretty. I even cried a bit.

My whole face was in blood and big cuts. I turned on the water and tried to clean it as much as possible. How I should do that without making it hurt even more than it already is?..

Uhh.. I'm so sorry for him..