Completely and Utterly Broken

Chapter Twenty-One

(Back to Zoe's POV)

It's been two days since Andrew asked me out. Now its Friday, that means tomorrow is Saturday. And that means, my date is tomorrow. And I was already freaking out. . . Now don't judge me like that, this will be my first date ever. Andrew texted me today at 4:30 today saying to meet him at the front of the school at 6:45, since he doesn't know where I live.

Which brings me to where I am now. It was now exactly 7 o'clock, and its starting to get dark. I was pacing back and front in my room, obviously freaking out. My asshole of a uncle left about an hour ago, so I was here alone, thankfully. Until I heard a faint knock coming from down downstairs. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, wondering who in the world would came visit me. I walked to my window to see no car outside. With confusion and curiosity, I walked down the stairs and opened the front door.

Anthony was standing there, leaning against the wall, when I open the door. And once he hears the door has opened he instantly looked up.

I frowned. "What are you doing here?"I asked.

He then frowned aswell, and pushed passed me, into the house. I stayed standing there open-mouthed 'til I followed him in, slamming the door behind me. "Hey! You can't just come here whenever you want to." I shout at him. I glared into the back of his head as he just standed there leaning against the counter.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"I yet again yelled at him. And he still didn't answer. "Look Anthony, I don't know what you want, but you just can't come in here when you don't even answer my questions. And I told you more than once I never wanted to see you again. Why can't you just listen for once? Now you either leave or say something. But I much rather you le-"

But I was cut off when he angrily slammed his fist on the counter. "You said yes!" he yelled at me, but he still doesn't turn around.

My eyes widen in shock at his actions, but I was confused about what he was talking about. I searched my mind in any memory of what he was talking about. I came up blank.

"Wha-" I paused slightly, clearing my throat. "What are you talking about?"I asked him.

That's when he spin around, pointing a finger at me and smiling humorless at me. His body shaking with anger, his eyes was burning with it. "Don't- Don't act like you don't know!" he shouted me. He then closed his hands into fist, as he gave me this intense gaze.

"A-Anthony," I said cautiously, my eyes widening slightly at his badly shaking fist. Before I quickly looked back up at him. "Listen to me, I don't know what you're talking about."I told him.

He laughed humorless, turned around and started repeatedly punched the counter. "How can you not know, when you're the one who said yes?!"he yelled angrily.

"Anthony?!"I squeaked out, scared out of his behavior.

As quickly as the last time, he spun around, facing me once again. He striked towards me in big steps, and I hurriedly took steps back, scared for my life. But then my back bumped against the wall, and he trapped me between his arms. I cursed myself mentally for how stupid I am.

He slowly moved his face towards my mine, and I flinched knowing he could see me. His face was close, I could feel his breath fanning my face, our noses were almost touching.

He then breathed out, so quietly I almost didn't hear him. "Can you honestly say you feel nothing for me."his voice sounded. . . defeated.

And yet again my eyes widen. "A-anthony, wh-what are you talking about?" I asked softly. I reached out to touch his cheek.

"Don't.. touch me."He flinched at my hand as he whispered that to me, his voice sounded heartbroken. I immediately pulled away.

I waited patiently as I stared at the guy in front of me. He looked down, away from my face. "You... you said yes to him."he said again quietly. And I stared at him in confusion. "Andrew asked you out. . . a-and you said yes." he finally spilled out, as his voice sounded truly heartbroken.

I looked at him in shock, my mouth wide open. "Anthony..."I trailed off not knowing what to say.

But then he unexceptedly stepped back, and started running his hands through his hair. He was shaking his head slightly, and I could see that he was pulling on his hair. His eyes were looking down, so he didn't know I could see his eyes watering slightly.

I felt a tug on my heart at the sight, but then pushed it away. Why should I care? I mean he couldn't possibly like me. . . right? He then stopped with running his hands through his hair, then looked back up at me. And my breath hitched... his usual bright blue eyes were a cold, dark.. giving me a hard, intense gaze. He give me one last look before he turned and walked out the door, slamming it behind him.

I flinched at the loud bang, as I yet again felt the tug on my heart. And I once again pushed it away. I shouldn't feel this way over some bad boy. He was just probably playing with me. A guy like him wouldn't like a girl me. I'm Zoe Lane, the broken girl with no friends, no parents. I know I'm not pretty, and adding onto my uncle sexually abusing me. He wouldn't want me. He could have any other girl. Someone who is prettier, richer, smarter, someone who is willing to do things for and with him. I can't give him that. I'm just not the right girl for him. I will never be anyone's girl.

And that just makes me wonder. Why does Andrew want me? I just bet he doesn't want me either.
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I woke up the next day at 12 in the afternoon. And even though my date was in 5hours and 55mintues. I was excited yet scared, I just didn't want to get hurt even though Andrew doesn't seem like that kind of guy. 'Cause I mean, look at me... but I just decided to push those thoughts away. And yesterday's events out, and just focus on today.

Before I started getting ready for my date, I made myself a sandwich, grabbed a bag of baked lays and a fanta. I ate in my room. For some reason my uncle didn't come back last night, so I was, gladly, alone still. So that gave me having the house to myself, not that I used it much. But I was glad to be in peace, especially to get ready.

Speaking of which, its now 1:30.