The Parker Boys

Chapter 14

A/N

I know this chapter is short but I'll try and make the next one a longer one.

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Chapter 14

I decide to head upstairs away from everyone but was stopped by Cody. He looked at me for a moment and his eyes soften, "Where are you off to?" he asked me even though I'm pretty sure he had a good idea where I was going.

I smile up at him trying to act like I'm fine. "To my room?" I answer sounding more like a question though.

"Did something happen?" he asked now slightly worried.

"No" I say to fast and sharply. His eyes widen in surprise at my sudden burst. While he's still in shock I push my way past him and head to my room. I lay on my bed and listen to the muffled music through my door.

The party finally died down at about four in the morning. My eyes start to drift when I hear my door open softly. I hear soft footsteps heading to my bed and I feel the bed dip down at my side. 

"Kat? Are you awake?" A voice says to me softly. I know that voice, my brain is foggy I can't respond or even remember who it is. "Kat, I'm sorry" his soft voice talks to me. His voice is full of pain and regret.

My heart breaks for him, What is causing him pain? I want to make it go away. Out of nowhere the bed lifts back up and is left empty. My door closes behind him and it's like it never happened. My body succumbs to sleep against my will to wake up.

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The next morning I wake up in a daze. As memories of the previous night surface I couldn't help but feel something was missing. I remember seeing Cole with that girl then not being able to sleep till four in the morning, but there's something else. It's fuzzy but I can't help but know I'm missing something.

I shake my thoughts and blame it on my sleepless nights I've had and my hallucinations. I can't help but notice that the house is perfectly spotless and arranged back to normal. Damn these boys work fast.

I grab a bowl and pour myself some cereal and begin to eat my meal quietly. I nearly choke on my cereal when four very hot, very sweaty, and very shirtless boys walk in the front door. I tear my eyes away and stare at my bowl.

Caden walks over and plops himself on the seat next to mine. "Morning Kat. Did you have a good time last night?" he asks sincerely. I couldn't he;p the glance I take at Cole but only to find him staring at me with a blank cold expression. What's his problem?

"Uhm...fine. I guess" I reply simply hoping to drop the subject.

However, Cody has a different idea. "Really? because it seemed to me that you were in a rush to escape to your room before the party really even started." Once again I find myself glancing at Cole.

"I was just tired. I wasn't really in the mood to party." I shrug as if my life problems were that simple.

Conner decides to speak up, "Well, what do you feel like doing?" I snap my head up towards him. His question caught me off guard. Was he trying to include me?

"I uh...I'm not sure" I stutter out barely registering the words before they leave my lips.

Conner slightly smiles at me, "Well if you have any ideas don't be afraid to ask." with that he walks up the stairs, probably to take a shower. I look at the other boys to find Cole already gone and Cody excusing himself.

I look over at Caden who's the only one to stay. "Where'd you guys go?" I ask hoping to start some small talk.

Caden smiles, "We were just out playing some basketball. I see you just got up. Do you wanna talk about last night?" his smile being replaced with a serious look.

I glance down at the counter. Do I want to talk to Caden? What am I supposed to tell him? I look back at Caden, "Maybe one day I'll tell you something." There that's the best I can do.

Caden smiles again but this time it reaches his eyes. "I'll be waiting" with that he runs upstairs like a giddy child. I can't help but laugh softly.

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I sit in my room that night reliving memories. I don't know what happened but something triggered my panic attack and all I could see was him. His angry red face hissing at me, his horrid breath stinging my nostrils, and his hateful and painful words.

I'm cowering in the corner trying not to make a sound, knowing everything will get worse if I do. I can't help it a sob escapes and I see his face turn to one of rage. I scream.

I hear a pounding noise then I feel arms grab ahold of mine. Tears start flowing down my face in fear, "I'm s-sorry. P-please don't." I whimper out.

He's yelling at me but I can't make out his words they're fuzzy. I try to pull back but his hands tighten on my arms. Tears flow even heavier and faster, my vision blurs and his face disappears.

 I blink them away for fear of missing something, but when I do his face is replaced with that of the one boy who I couldn't get my mind off of. There stands Cole with nothing but concern and worry in his eyes. He's trying to talk to me to calm me down but I can't understand him. My heart is pumping in overdrive from my panic attack and all I hear is the blood pumping in my ears.

I collapse in his arms finding overwhelming comfort and I just allow myself to cry. I cry for all those years I've been quiet, for all those years of physical, mental, and verbal abuse, I cry for my mother, but most of all I cry for myself and the little girl I used to be.

Through all of this Cole never left my side. He lifted me in his arms and laid me on the bed. He crawled in beside me and held me all night while I cried. He never once asked me if I was okay or what was wrong, he just stayed quiet and let me cry out for all the pain I went through.