running from the past

chapter 3

I climbed into the front seat of my car then fixed my hair and put on perfume. I drove to the Trap House with my radio on low. I was so excited. It honestly wasn't that far away. Just a couple miles..
I pulled to the side of the street, in front of their fence that surrounded their property. I turned off my car then called Corey. He answered right away.

Corey: Hey, are you here!
Yn: I am! I'm outside of the fence!
Corey: Okay cool. I'll be down in a second!. Oh by the way you can come in through the fence, it's unlocked.
Yn: Okay thank you!
Corey: Welcome.

I walked up to the door and didn't have to wait but a few seconds since his bedroom was on the bottom floor.. *door opens*

Corey: *whispers* Heyy it's youu
Yn: *whispers* Heyy
Corey: Come in

I tiptoed inside, Corey closed the door gently.
"Front door"
Me and Corey both covered our mouths and quickly ran to his room quietly.

Corey: *closes his bedroom door* Shit that was close!
Yn: Right oh my gosh
"*Knock knock*, Corey?"
Corey pointed to his closet, I quick ran then hid inside. I peeked through the crack. Corey opened his door.
Corey: Hey Colbs, what's up
Colby: Did you go outside?
Corey: No? Why?
Colby: I swore I heard the door
Corey: That's weird I didn't hear anything?

I was trying so hard not to laugh. I could tell Corey was trying not to either.

Colby: Are you sure?
Corey: OHH I got post mates! Sorry my bad
Colby: No you're good!. I'm still loving the new room by the way.
Corey: Thank you dawg. I really enjoy it in here
Colby: Hell I would too. See ya
Corey: Bye Colby *closed door* *lets a laugh out of his nose*
Yn: *walks out of closet* Smooth
Corey: I thought so
Yn: I was trying so hard to to laugh
Corey: Foreal! It was so hard not to

We both laughed a little

Corey: Well you've been wanting it so- *holds out arms*
Yn: You know it *walks in for a hug*

I walked in for a hug. It was just like I pictured it, better actually. I wrapped my arms around his torso. He wrapped his arms behind my back. My head lowered as it fell more into his chest.
Yn: I needed a hug
Corey: what's been bothering you?
Yn: A lot.
Corey: Do you want to talk about it?
Yn: I mean. I wanted to hang out and laugh. I'm scared that if I start talking I won't be able to stop.
Corey: okay let's do it *pulls me back softly by my shoulders* talk to me

He treated me as if he'd known me for years.

Yn: you're serious?
Corey: Of course. If you really need to let things off your chest. I'm that person
Yn: *sits next to him on bed* Well.. where do I start.
Corey: Where ever you want.
Yn: Okay *blushes* Well.. let's just say that I wasn't planning on moving to LA until later on but decided to when I finally had enough with my family. My "family" treated me like shit. When I tried to talk to them they would cut me off or shut me down basically. I had to work my ass off for the things I wanted. I basically bought everything I own starting at age 10. I had no one for about a year because my best friend was in college down here, she still is.. I wanted to go with her but my parents made me stay home.
Corey: Sorry to interrupt but you could have moved out once you turned 18.
Yn: Exactly.. but my own parents did things to me to where I couldn't... it's just too much to tell you. or anyone... my older brother "worked for them" pretty fucked up.. when my dad wasn't there to put me in my place. It was him. My brother was on my side at first. Until he took the advantage to.. do things to me.. against my will.. *starts to tear up* and it got worse.. *starts crying*
Corey: Yn.. don't cry sweetie..
Yn: I always think that I am worthless and everything that my family told me I was is true. That's why I have anxiety and fucking trauma.. *starts sobbing*

My body starts shaking from crying so hard. I felt Corey's arms wrap around me and he held me close. He held onto the back of my head. I cried into his chest.. my sobbing faded into crying. Then just sad breaths. To just being held by him.

Corey: It's okay Yn. I love you so much, I can tell that you are a great person. I'm so proud of you. Okay?

I nodded my head.. I coved my face then lifted up. I looked at his chest and I started almost laughing.
Yn: Y-you're shirt. I'm sorry *smiles*
Corey: *looks down* Oh that's okay I didn't need it anyways

I laughed a little

Corey: Who needs a dry shirt when you can have one with a wet spot in the middle.

I laughed more

Corey: I needed to change anyways *laughs*
Yn: I'm sorry *laughs*
Corey: No don't be sorry. It's my shirts fault for absorbing everything

I laughed again, then Corey did too.
He grabbed a new shirt then walked to his bathroom and changed it. When he got back, I asked-
Yn: How come you changed your shirt in the other room? I could have turned around
Corey: Well, I don't like saying it but I'm kinda insecure about my body.
Yn: Awe Corey. I think your body is perfect
Corey: *grins* thanks but I used to have abs and be super muscular. Now I have a
semi-muscular dad bod
Yn: Well, you're still handsome. Also, I find dad bods pretty sexy. Especially when they have muscles. *grins*
Corey: *blushes* You mean it? *shrugs his shoulders cutely with a smile*
Yn: I do
Corey: I try *giggles*

I laughed a little

Corey: Shoot I have to stream in 10 minutes
Yn: Cool, can I just lay on your bed?
Corey: if you want yeah
Yn: Okay *smiles*

(To Be Continued)