Anastasia's POV
I drove home from Parker's and arrived at home, only to be greeted by May.
"Did you stay the night yesterday?" she asks.
"Um yeah...why?" I ask.
"Check you're Twitter right now," she says, quite seriously.
I go on my Twitter and notice that some girl has been commenting all over my photos. When I read her commend, I think I might be sick.
@ miaisaacson says; aw this picture is with Parker!! he's so good in bed!!
@ miaisaacson says; hey, slept with your boyfriend, never knew he was so unfaithful
@ miaisaacson says; you were stupid thinking that Parker loved you, he was always after me, you were just a girl he wanted to fuck, me and him are the real deal
@ miaisaacson says; get away from my man
@ miaisaacson says; slut
@ miaisaacson says; whore
@ miaisaacson says; no good dirty bitch
After that one I couldn't read anymore. Parker wouldn't. He couldn't. He's better than that. But that's when I realized I haven't taken the time to get to know him. Maybe all this time all he wanted to do was fuck me. Panic starts to settle in but I quickly compose myself and plan our date tonight.
I finally finish curling my hair when I hear a knock at the door. My heart skips a beat. I open the door and Parker is standing there, flowers in hand.
"Are you ready to go my lady?" he asks holding out his arm.
"Yeah," I say blankly.
We get in the car and I sit with my arms crossed. The drive is silent until Parker decides to say something.
"What's wrong?" he asks and places a hand on my thigh.
"This girl is spamming my Twitter with mean messages," I say.
"Who?!" he asks.
"Mia Isaacson, maybe you know her," I say in a strong tone.
"Nope...never heard of her..," he says.
"You're lying to me. You slept with her. God damn it Parker you slept with her!!" I say as my eyes begin to tear up.
"I...I know. I'm sorry I was drunk one night and didn't know what I was doing...it was all a terrible accident," he tries to explain but I'm fired up with anger.
"You slept with her, then came back, and made up with me! I can't believe I ever thought that I was good enough for you. And that I could actually be loved," I say crying uncontrollably.
"No no no, Anastasia please don't cry, I'm.."
"I hate you Parker, I hate you so much," I cry and immediately regret the words I've said, but refrain from taking them back.
"I'll drive you home," he says, clear heartbreak in his voice.
The drive back home is heart wrenching. I'm curled up in a ball facing the window. I can feel Parker's gaze on me. Everything hurts so much. I knew this wasn't meant to be. I knew I shouldn't have let him in. Now I'm done for. Destroyed for good.
When he dropped me off at my house and I ran to the front door. When I opened it, it was like nothing was going on around me. I was screaming and crying and freaking out but I couldn't hear any of it. I see May appear in front of me, trying to talk to me. But I role up into a ball, and shut the world out.
a/n; OMG I haven't updated in a million years I'm so sorry but yeah this was a difficult chapter to write and I've been vv busy. luckily my schedule is clearing up and I hopefully have some time to write. xoxo
-liv
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