Secrecy

Chapter 8:

Friday January 22
6:14 p.m
Canton

I drove through the silent roads towards a small house our parents owned in the countryside. As I parked I noticed everyone else had arrived. I walked in the house, cautiously, since there wasn't enough noise.

I came in the room and to my surprise, Tyler was there. "Belle." he said with so much hate. "Why are you here? Why is everyone else here? I want to be alone." He said.

"I'm sorry I didn't know." I quickly said.

"Of course you wouldn't." He spat.

That's when I realized he was drunk. If I had known I wouldn't have came. "Why are you drinking?" I decided to ask.

"Leave me alone." He said.

"What I do to you?" I decided to ask as I crossed my arms. 

He rolled his eyes and drunkenly got up. "What you do to me?" He laughed. "You're always so fucking naive."

I narrowed my eyes. "What happened?"

"Nothing." He growled.

I sighed and shook my head. "Stop drinking, it's not good for you." I softly said.

He laughed as he neared me. "I hate this. How you think you're better then everyone because your so powerful, but guess what Belle you're just so weak that this power you hold inside of you is useless making you unworthy of anything." He spat.

What was he talking about? What power? "What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked.

He shook his head in despise. "Nothing can't you fucking get out of here?"

I finally had enough of his stupid shit so I went up to him and grabbing his beer, I threw it against the well making everything splatter down. 

"What the fuck Belle!?" He yelled. 

"I've had enough of your stupid shit that's what." I then looked around, "Where's the rest?" As I spoke out loud, I spotted the pack of beer behind the chair he was sitting on. Shaking my head I walked up to it.

"Leave it there Belle." He demanded.

"No you're already wasted."

He glared at me. "Look Belle, I'm fine with drinking, I've had a bad day. And I do not need you to come here and tell me what to do. Because you aren't my mom and you're not my sister to care." He said with so much hate.

I took a step back in surprise. "I'm not your sister." I whispered to myself, but I looked up at him. "Why the fuck are you so mad at me?"

He began to near me until he eventually was so close to me looking down. "Because I hate you."

I then felt tears begin to develop in my eyes, he had never said this to me "Fuck you, Tyler." I spat as I glared up at him dead in the eye. Then walked out to my car, before he could say anything.

I choked out as I leaned against the door, slowly I slid down and wrapped my hands around my knees burying my head, sending out my cries. I coughed out, then I heard my name.

I looked up at Cristian and told him to go away and to leave me alone. He didn't budge, so I got on my feet and started to walk away. But I was pulled back so I angrily looked at Cristian. 

"Belle, I know he didn't mean it." He softly said

"Fuck off." I growled as I yanked my hand.

He grabbed me again and pushed me against him. I looked at him. He sighed and whispered a soft apology. I shrugged and sniffed.