Chapter 42: You Don't Know Shit.

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It's the next morning and just as I predicted I feel more like shit than I did yesterday.

My whole body ached it's almost just like the next day in the hospital after her what happened.

I just groaned and rolled over in pain. I want nothing to do with anybody or anything I just want to lay in my bed and cry. For some reason the boys are here, Ty probably told them that I wasn't feeling well and now they're all just waiting worried for me downstairs and I know it's late in the afternoon and no one saw me all morning but I'm fine enough.

However, the knock on my window was probably the end of my comfort. I looked over at the window and it was Jordan trying to come in. I dragged my body out of the bed and to my window seat unhooking the latch to let him in. He climbed in and now we don't know what to do.

"So... I know you're still trying to figure out how do you feel about our friendship, considering Carter and I know you had a moment of weakness yesterday so I don't wanna just barge in here acting like we're friends when you probably still want nothing to do with me. I just came here to make sure you were okay and if you are I'll just leave. Or join the merry band of men downstairs." He fumbled to explain and I let out a quick chuckle.

"I— I'm fine. I just don't have energy to fight anymore so can I ask you was it true?"

"In the beginning. When I first met you, yes you were just a challenge, you told me no and we all know I always get what I want so it bothered me. At first I just wanted to get in your pants because that's what I did, but the more we talk and spent time together I realized there was a reason you were so resilient, there was more to you than the pretty face and the attitude. After a while I started falling for you, I'm still falling for you, but I fucked up because that's what I'm good at, fucking things up. So if you'd ask me months ago it probably was true but right here, right now, that is far from the truth, light years away."

I nodded in response.

"Thank you."

"I owed you that explanation, you don't have to thank me for that or anything that I do for you." He moved closer hugging me but before we could separate my worst fear came to life.

"Ara come on we're—" Ty barged into my room to find me and Jordan way too close. Immediately we let go and parted ways."What are you doing in here?" He asked firmly with venom, "how did you get in here?!" Now he's making a scene.

"Bro, don't cause a scene." Jordan cautiously said holding his hand out to Ty while slowly standing up.

"Don't you dear bro me!" Infuriated Ty stormed out of the room as Jordan and I followed him downstairs.

"Ty please." I pleaded as tears ran down my face, my body aches, my anxiety sky rocketed and I'm just overall having a bad few days and at this point everything is crashing so my only reaction is to cry.

As if it wasn't already bad any other day he could make a scene but today every adult was home, including my dad.

"No! You lied to me! You made me feel bad when I was right to accuse you!" He yelled grabbing everyone's attention.

"Just let us explain!" Jordan yelled back.

"Jordan? When did you get here?" Mariah questioned.

"Exactly!" Ty added.

"Ty please, dad's home just shut up and listen, please." I pleaded making my way around the couch and by the door.

"No! Let dad hear!"

"Ty calm down! Let them explain!" Mariah tried but to no avail and my tears fell down harder.

"Why are we yelling?!" Mom ran down the stairs with dad and uncle Ben. At this point Jordan is directly in front of the door and I'm in front of Ty. The only thing separating them.

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