Please stop

8. Fading away.

Liam is a monster in everyone else's eyes but in mine he's a damaged person. Just like the rest of us. So how could I leave him? How could I blame him?

I know he's good deep down. I'll hold onto the old Liam for as long as I have to. Even if day by day he fades away. This is one of those moments where he's fading.

I go in to grab my second plate of food but Liam grabs my hand glaring at me. I give him a small smile trying to avoid a fight.

"Are you okay Camila?" Jennifer asked me.

"Yeah, I just changed my mind about getting more. It's so delicious I forgot i'm already stuffed." I say laughing lightly. The family laughs a bit in between bites.

Liam just doesn't want me to be unhealthy. I'm not the skinniest girl in the world so it's understandable that he doesn't want me to eat more.

He cares about me.

Everyone finishes their plates of food and we migrate to the living room.

"I remember how nervous Liam was for the first date between you two!" Finn says dying of laughter.

I giggle while Liam rolls his eyes playfully.

"Listen Camila was just as nervous. She couldn't stop blushing the whole night." Liam says looking at me with a smile.

"I was not!" I said laughing hysterically. Everyone started laughing with me.

I look down at my phone and the first thing I see is 5 messages from my mom and then the time.

1:46 am

"Oh my god it's really late. I have to get home!"

"Okay it's fine babe i'll drive you."

I nod and give him a small smile.

"Well goodnight, thank you Jennifer for the food it was absolutely delicious." I said getting up and hugging her.

"Of course sweetie. Say hello to your mother for me." She said.

"Will do! Congratulations you guys again. I'm so happy for you!" I said looking at Finn and Arya.

Arya stood up and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back for a minute and then we parted. Finn gave me a brief hug and I said my goodbyes to the family.

We walked out and got in Liam's car.

"That was nice. I had fun." I said smiling.

"Me too. What are you going to say to your mom?" Liam asked glancing at me before looking back at the road.

"The truth, that I was having fun and lost track of the time. She's been upset with me a lot lately because i'm not home as much as she wants me to be."

"I'm sorry baby." Liam said putting his hand on my thigh.

"It's okay. I like being with you."

The rest of the drive to my house was pretty silent except for when we got to my house.

"Is that your mom?" Liam asked.

I looked over to where Liam was looking and sure enough it was. My mom was sitting on the porch waiting for me. Drinking a beer. My parents don't usually drink but when they do, it makes their personality 10x more intense. It makes my mom a living nightmare and it makes my dad nicer. You'd think that nice and nightmare would balance each other out but my dad can't control my mom at all. He tries but it just doesn't work.

"Wish me luck." I say leaning over and kissing Liam goodbye. I get out the the car and start walking towards the porch where my mom was.

"Hey mom. I'm sorry about being so late, Liam's mom made dinner and I just lost track of time." I said trying to stop the argument before it even starts.

"I don't care. Get in the house!" She said sternly.

I walk into the house internally rolling my eyes. Mom followed me and closed the front door.

"You always think your so grown! You never listen to me when I tell you to do something but then when I get angry i'm the bad guy. Then you go cry and cut yourself. Im sick of finding you with blood dripping down your wrists and a broken liquor bottle on the kitchen floor. You can't do whatever you want!" She yelled.

"Do you ever wonder why I cut myself and drink? No you don't wonder that mom because you don't pay attention! You and dad never pay attention to any of my issues. I shouldn't have been 11 begging for you to pay attention to me!" I yelled back.

Then she slapped me. I lift up my hand and hold my cheek. It didn't physically hurt that bad but emotionally that hurt.

"How dare you talk to me like that! I did my best to raise you!" mom yelled.

"You are dead to me." I said calmly.

Then I stormed out of the house. I let the tears stream down my face.

What am I going to do now?