I Will Make Him Pay [ON HOLD]

Chapter 7: New Friends and Party On

I don't trust my mom anymore. I love her and all, but I can't believe she would pay someone to know my secrets. Not really a secret, but just a confession. I would tell if it were really bothering me, but it isn't very much. I don't seem sad, I'm just confused. If she is so worried about me, why wouldn't she just ask me herself? I think about this as I'm in the shower. I take longer than normal and rush out because I may be late to school. Yes, it's Wednesday and no, I'm not excited for school.

Blake is picking me up this morning and I'm worried. I don't want to be in a car with him for even a second. At least the school is only ten minutes. Oh great, ten minutes in a car with a jerk. I change into a tee shirt and jeans, even though it's freezing out, I don't have anything else to wear. I just wear a plain white one that says 'lol ur not Harry Styles.' I bought it off the internet and it's cheesy, but it works. I don't even like One Direction that much, but Harry Styles is a cutie.

I wear my hair down straight and put on some winged eyeliner and mascara. I put on a pair of black converse and go down stairs to eat breakfast. I eat delicious cinnamon toast and see a car waiting on my driveway. I assume it's Blake's, so I grab my backpack, coat and mittens and leave out the door. I see his face through the window of the car and I almost cringe. I don't want to be in a cramped space with the boy. He will embarrass me, I swear.

"Hey, Makia," he winks and I jump into the passenger seat.

"Ugh, just drive me to school." I look straight out the window and he doesn't even start the car. I am starting to get frustrated with him and just keep avoiding him.

"I'm not starting this car, until you look me in the face and say it," he says it seriously and I just want to shrink.

"Oh look the bus, I'll just get out now," I start to open the car door, when Blake locks it on me.

"Say it."

I look at him angrily in his eyes. I can feel his harsh temper drowning me out. I can't speak the words, but I need to do something. I find his eyebrow to stare at instead, it distracts from my pain.

"Start the car. Now," I turn away again and he finally starts it. If I'm late, it will be his fault. School starts in ten freaking minutes and I will be late on my third day. I wonder if I'm going to get a detention if I get a lot of tardy's to my class. I hope not, but if it does happen then; oh well. Life goes on, even if there is an idiot living next door.

I just sit there patiently waiting for this long car ride to end. All I can think about is why my life is so messed up. People at my school hate me, my boyfriend cheated on me and my own parents don't believe in me. Wow, I have a great supportive life. I wish I could curl up into a ball and cry my eyes out, but I need to be strong.

The music starts blaring from the radio and I practically jump out of my seat. Good thing I have my trusty seatbelt on or else I would have fallen out of the window or something. I touch my ear just to make sure it's not bleeding and Blake seems to laugh at this movement.

"That music could've made my ears fall out," I say sarcastically.

"What?!" Blake screams.

"Turn down your music!" I yell at him so he can hear me.

He turns it down a little, but not very much. I feel offended that he didn't listen to me. But, then again, when does he ever listen to me?

"You ready to see Wade?" Blake's peers at me a little bit. I can just tell by his tone that he does this to humiliate me.

"I don't even think I'll see him. He isn't in one of my classes and it's none of your business anyways." I swipe my hand close to his face to show that I'm done talking. Honestly, he doesn't need to know these things.