Please stop

12. I'm Done.

After I was done smashing things in the room, Asher took me for a walk.

"So what's the story with your mom?" I asked.

"When her and my dad divorced, she couldn't handle it. She started cutting and Three years ago, one night when me and Declan got home she was unconscious in the bathroom. Covered in her own blood. I was only 15 and Declan was 16 so it messed us up pretty badly. It also made us hate our father. The truth is that it wasn't our fathers fault. My mom just couldn't handle not being with him. I still get mad at her sometimes about it. The fact that she knew we would be the ones to find her and that she would be dead if we didn't find her in time." By the time he was done talking, I could tell he was getting annoyed.

"I'm sorry Asher. You and your brother didn't deserve that. None of you did." I say quietly.

We walk in silence for a few minutes until Asher breaks it.

"So what's up with you and Liam?"

My stomach drops.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"I can tell something is up. I saw how scared you looked the day he came over while we were talking."

"Nothing is going on. I love Liam and he loves me. He treats me amazing. Tonight was my fault." I say probably too quickly.

"Alright but you can tell me. If anything does ever happen." He says.

"Thank you." I say with a small smile.

Even though I don't plan on telling him anything, it is comforting. To just know that someone in this world cares.

When we got back to his house, we went directly to bed. I was going to sleep on his bed and he was on the floor. I insisted that I could sleep on the floor but he told me no.

I was laying there awake looking at him sleeping peacefully. And for the first time in a very long time, I felt safe and at peace.

Then my phone ringing ruined it. I quickly mute it and step outside of the room. It was Liam.

"Camila where the fuck are you?!" He yells into the phone.

"At my house." I say quietly.

"Bullshit! I called your parents already. I'm going to ask again. Where are you and don't even try to lie this time."

"I'm at a friends house." I say.

"Who!?"

"You don't know them." I say hoping he just gives up.

"It's that boy isn't it? You're such a whore. As soon as you get mad at me you go fuck another dude?" He grits through his teeth.

Then I feel that rage feeling rising again.

"You know what Liam? Yes it is him and I don't fucking care anymore! Im done with your shit and we are over." I say before hanging up.

I stand there pissed off and shocked. Shocked at the fact that I just broke up with him. I'm in deep shit but I don't care anymore.

He can kill me and I wouldn't even care. My time on this earth is running out. I can just feel it.

"Are you okay?"

I jump and look in the direction of the voice. Declan is sitting at the dining room table and I didn't even realize. He heard the whole thing.

"I-Uhm yeah i'm fine." I say awkwardly.

"C'mere." He says using two fingers to quickly gesture me over.

I hesitantly walk over and sit down next him. I look down at my hands that are fiddling in my lap.

"What happened with your boyfriend?"

"We got in a fight and I broke up with him." I say.

"I heard how he was talking to you. He had to be yelling pretty loud if even I could hear him from over here." He says looking at me.

I'm getting uncomfortable under his gaze. He realizes and looks away.

"He just gets angry sometimes. It's fine." I say the last part a little harsher than I wanted to.

"If you say so." He says sounding a little irritated.

He gets up and and goes in his room shutting the door quietly. I sigh and get up to go in Asher's room. I lay back down on his bed and take a deep breath in.

I smell the scent of Asher. A mix of mint and cologne. It smells refreshing. I wrap his blankets around me like a hug and I quickly fall asleep.