Chapter 32 | Emotional Support

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Stacey's Pov

"Mum I'm leaving, see you" I call out as I open the front door to my Uber. Victor called me and said he needed to talk to me and I'm wondering what's wrong? What's happened?
Climbing into the car, I fiddle with my phone wondering what he wants to talk about and if this is going to go good or bad. What the hell is it?
My spiraling thoughts don't help me, thinking of Liam and how he dropped me too after his fun. Shit!
Before I know it I'm outside Victor's and thanking the driver.
Walking up to the feint door, I let myself in with the key and I see Victor in the livingroom and go straight to him.
"Hey handsome, you okay?" I say sitting next to him and I notice his hands. What the fuck?
"Oh my god! What happened? Are you oaky?" I ask him looking him over seeing he has no other marks that I can see.
"We need to talk" he says and I pause thinking I was right... great.
"What happened to your hands Victor?" I ask looking at him confused.
"It doesn't matter" he says smoking his joint and shrugging. Clearly..
"Yes it does. Tell me what happened, Victor?" I question and he sighs sitting forward moving away from me. Why?
"I fucked up Marcus" he just says and I raise my brow looking back at his hands. There so red and angry looking, Marcus must be battered.
"Why? What happened Victor, talk to me" I tell him and he shakes his head and looks away. I look to what he's staring at and I see my bags.. packed. Fuck!
"Why's my bags packed Victor. Talk to me!" I start to raise my voice because he's irritating me.
"I'm clearly just as bad as Liam, and I don't want to break you like he did so it's best that you go" he says not looking at me and I feel my heart starting to break. Is he fucking serious?
"Are you fucking serious? Your nothing like Liam. I-"
"Noo stop Stacey, I'm just like Liam and I realised that today, you deserve better. I ain't better" he says standing up and pacing. What the fuck happened today? I'm so confused.
"You're making no sense Victor, what did you do?" I ask him and he holds up his hands.
"Well it makes perfect sense to me. Just please leave. We're done Stacey. Over!" he tells me and my tears start to fall. This can't be happening again.
"No! I'm not just going to leave you because you beat up your friend Victor fucksake!" I tell him. What does he take me for.
"Stacey! Leave now don't make this harder than it needs to be" he demands loudly and I shake my head.
"No I'm not leaving you Victor, I love you" I tell him and he just looks anywhere but at me. Why won't he look at me? This is some sick joke, why do I keep getting dropped?
"Whatever, be gone by the time I'm back and post my fucking key" he spits disgusted and storms out slamming the front door behind him. What the fuck just happened?
I drop down on the sofa, staring at the wall.. not understanding what went wrong. He's nothing like Liam. Why's he saying this. I walk into the kitchen and grab his bottle of whiskey and start swigging from the bottle. Feeling the burn, I cough and my crying starts in full force. I drop to the floor and let out all my emotions and scream out. Why is this happening to me again. What is wrong with me?
I drink more and more feeling the alcohol go to my head as I crawl to the living room and bill my self a joint needing the cloud to forget all of this. I wanna rewind and never meet him. Why are they all the same. Or is it me?
I sit on the floor pulling at his weed box knocking shit on the floor but not caring like he doesn't fucking care about me and make myself a fat joint. Preparing, I sprinkle, roll and lick the rizzle together before looking at the bonked joint. Fuck it!
Sparking it up, I take down then drink the drink in gulps after and smoke long drags again feeling the effect quicker than normal. Why does no one love me. Whats wrong with me.
I pull out my phone and call my girls.
"Hey girl, I'm a little busy right now can I call you later" Mia says, answering.
"Yeah sure" I say and hang up and call Sian.
Ringing.... Nothing.
"Fuck!!" I shout stressing to myself. I take another swig from the bottle.
I scroll through my contacts having no one else to call and stop on Liam's name. Fuck it, I hit call on him hoping the number still works.
When it begins to ring, I feel my heart beat quicken, waiting for him to answer. I continue to smoke and down the whiskey.
"Hello beautiful" comes Liam's dreamy voice and I feel my emotions hit me harder and begin to cry down the phone. Why did I even call him. What the fucks he gonna do? I got dumped!
"Stacey talk to me.. what's wrong? Why you crying?" he asks me and I just sniffle not knowing what to say. Fuck.
"Where are you? I'm coming to you now" he saysnp when I don't speak and my heart thuds harder at thought of seeing him,
"No, you can't. I'm at Victor's, he wouldn't like that" I say through my tears and I hear a lot of noise in the background.
"I'm coming to you now. Stay there" he says and hangs up. I don't know what I'm going to do. How could this happen again? What did I do wrong? I let the questions repeat over and over, asking myself how I fucked this up as I drink away at the bottle, continuing smoking, when I suddenly hear banging on the door. I ignore it not wanting to talk to anyone and relight my joint and drink my drink. I definitely heard the door opening, then footsteps but I'm far from bothered because I don't even pay attention until I see Liam crouching down in front of me. How did he find me.. so quick too?
"How did you find his address?" Is all I ask feeling confused looking up at him.
"Don't worry, I know everything, come on baby let's get you up" he tells me taking the bottle from me but I fight it, losing miserably.
"No, I need it, give it to me" I say holding out my hand, more tears beginning to well up again.
"You can have it if you come with me. I ain't leaving you like this, Stacey" he says and I nod my head looking away from him. I look and feel like shit.. why did I call him?

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