The boy next door (with Austin Butler)

Chapter 4

The car ride is quiet and awkward, no one has spoke. I just sit there tugging at the hair at the back of my head trying to relieve the stress. The panic sets in for when my mum gets home from work. I'm so grounded when she finds out what happened.

We finally pull up to my house and the car stops. I go to open the door when i hand touches my shoulder. I flinch and my eyes widen at the sudden movement seeing as though all i can think about is my 15th birthday. As i flinch he quickly pulls his hand off seeing it frightened me.
"Hey, if any of that was my fault I'm sorry i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just thought seeing as though you kissed me i thought you would of wanted it."
Those words 'wanted it' made my blood boil that's when i lost my temper again.
"WANTED IT? YOU THOUGHT THAT SILLY KISS MEANT SOMETHING? THE GIRLS WERE STARING, I GAVE THEM.SOMETHING TO STARE AT. YOU CANT EXPECT EVERY GIRL WHO SHOWS YOU THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF ATTENTION WANTS YOU FOR SEX. WELL I DON'T YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ME, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. NOW GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME. I FUCKING HATE YOU!!"

Those words seem to tear daggers into his heart, his face drops and his throat tightens. He turns towards the wheel and turns to park his car in the driveway next door and gets out and slams his front door walking in.

I walk to my door and walk in then run up to my room, tears streaming down my face as i slam my door. I lie down on my bed and let out a giant scream. I punch my pillow over and over whilst wailing. My attention soon draws to my window as i hear clattering and bangs. I peak around my window to see Austin smashing his room up, what i said must of really gotten to him. I close my curtains and lie back down. I close my eyes as more memories flood in.

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flashback (🦋11th March 2005🦋)

The banging at the door stops, i sigh taking my hand off my mouth. My breathing begins to calm down. My dress is ripped and my throat hurts. I walk over to the mirror to see another hand shaped bruise. My ears start to ring and the music blurs out.

How could I let this happen? No India this wasn't your fault. But what if i didn't try hard enough to stop it? NO India don't think like that stop blaming yourself.
Why did no one come to help me? I could of stopped it.

A million thoughts at once flood my brain. I start to hyperventilate until i hear more knocks on the door.
"Jason, please get out of my house!" My voice trembles.
"Babes its Jasmine, Jason told me you were in here and you wont leave"
I stand up a go to unlock the door. Hy hands shaking trying to twist the lock.
"Wait, is hd there with you right now?"
"Yeah babes, he's worried about you"
I quickly re-lock the door.
"He's not worried about shit, tell him to go away"
I hear small whispers behind the door.
"He's gone babes you can let me in."
I re-unlock the door and let her in.
Her face drops seeing the state of me. She sits me down on the floor with her and i rest my head on her shoulder. In that moment i couldn't hold back. I wail and cry and she just sits there stroking my hair hushing me. She waits for me to feel comfortable saying anything.
"I don't know what to do jas, he's out there."
"Who did this to you? Ill fucking kill him!"
"Jason" I whisper sitting up and looking her in the eye. She goes to stand up but i grab her hands.
"No Jas, please, don't leave me alone in here. I'm scared."
"But I wanna kill him, I wanna smash his head in, look at what he did to you."
"JAS stop please" I look up at her and as i stand up accidentally reveal the bruises on my thigh.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD INDIA WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID HE DO TO YOU! I THOUGHT HE JUST CHOKED YOU!" Jasmine screamed "HAS HOW CAN YOU NOT LET ME RIP HIS THROAT OUT AND FEED IT TO HIM!"
"Jas, listen to me, we can deal with this another time but i just want everyone out of my house. And if I find out you have done anything to him i wont talk to you ever again i swear."
"Ok ill tell everyone to leave, i wont do anything to him, promise."
She walks out and the music stops and i can hear booing and people leaving.

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present

I open my phone and ring my best freind, Jasmine. I go on to explain the whole situation over call. She comforts me over the phone and offers to come down next weekend.

"Jas, come on its 5 hours away I don't wanna be a burden like that."
"India I really wanna come, its my choice plus i just messaged your mum and she said i can stay!"
"Her opinion might change when she gets home from work. Remember? I ran out?"
"Oh shit, yeah forgot about that. Well she already said yes so not my problem babes."
I chuckle and we go on to talk about life and stuff we want to do and of course boys. We talk for about an hour before eventually hanging up.

Sitting in the silence the guilt of yelling at austin washes over me so i grab a pen and paper and write in bold letters 'SORRY?' and i stick it on the window. Whilst waiting for a reply i hop into the shower and wash myself off whilst listening to my elvis playlist.

Once i finished i got out of the shower to hear the front door open.

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