Chemistry in History

Bad thing

Here u are, btw my bday was two weeks ago haha...ready for an emotional chapter?
If not...welp.

The last couple of minutes I've been sitting in Ryan's car, which is currently parked on the side of the road near the forest. Ryan was going to drop me home since he thought I'd want to, but than Ethan messaged Ryan and insisted he come pick me up.  We stayed in the car since it was getting cold outside and Ryan didn't want to go somewhere else, so that Ethan knows exactly where we are. 

There isn't much of a conversation except for the couple times I asked him what time it was. I don't know what made me more nervous. The fact that I'll have to talk about my reaction to finding out about my father with Ethan first, or that I'll have to go home and talk about with mom...or at least apologize for my behavior.

The only thing is, I don't know if she'll forgive me. What I did must've hurt her so much, and I hadn't even realized that I had hurt her. Except I was too busy crying over my father who contacted mom once to talk to me. I'm still not happy she kept it from me, but I know why she did, her only reasons were to protect me, and I shouldn't have erupted like that. What made it worse was me running out and now I don't know if I'll be able to look her in the eye, I want the ground to swallow me up or a tornado to swipe me away like one did in the Wizard of Oz.

"Bella." Ryan's voice breaks my thoughts, I look at him "You look really nervous. I know I can't do much to help, but if it makes it any better, I'm nervous as hell as well." He says tipping his head to the side.

"Why what happened?" I ask realizing he could have a problem worse than me.

"Oh it's nothing big, but I'm worried that I'll get beaten up." He says pressing his lips into a thin line. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"Okay first of all, you're still considered a kid and so it's against child rights, and secondly if any person even tries to touch you...we both know they'll have a broken bone or two before they even make a fist." I say reminding him how strong he is. The motion is subtle, but I catch the corners of his mouth lifting up, and he tries to hide the smile.

"You're overestimating me." He says letting out a sigh.

"No, you're underestimating yourself." I say, he lets out a laugh "And first of all, why would someone beat you up?" I ask putting my hands on my hips.

"Well, let's just say I did a bad thing." He says wincing, I raise my eyebrow.

"What bad thing?" I ask sitting back in my seat.

"Something that'll probably get me a swollen eye." He says wincing again.

"Okay, who's going to do that?" I ask confused.

"Well, I'm not sure. I'm guessing Steph will give me a fractured arm and maybe Cam's going to be the one to give the blow at my eye." He says in a very worried and serious tone, maybe even scared.

"Why would they beat you up?" I ask more confused than ever.

"Because I might've kissed their sister, even after they told me to stay away from her." He says wincing, and my confusion disappear into an annoyed expression.

"They told you to stay away from me?" I ask, he simply nods. "Oh my god, they don't get to decide that! Ignore whatever they say, I'll deal with them. Apparently now that their my step-brothers they think they have to be all overprotective and stuff." I huff crossing my arms over my chest, Ryan laughs.

"They're being good brothers Bella." He says.

"Yeah well..." My voice trails since I know how lucky I am to have them, I look down at my hands thinking.