Locked once more(Book 2)

Chapter 12

It didn't make me feel better. I was still upset. First, Derek takes me from home and locks me up; I fall for him, and we go on the run; he gets too protective, not letting me out of his sight, and then he abandons me because his dad came inside the house. Then the guy I almost got with kisses me, decides he can't be around me, then tries to comfort me. What were these assholes thinking? It was bad enough that we were in danger, but Derek left, and Wesley switched emotions.

Chloe catches my eye once I'm in the lab. She notices my red eyes. Asking me what happened. I tell her about the letter. I tell her all of it. And how confused and alone I feel. She hugs me, trying to comfort me. My chest was caving in. I could feel it. I needed Noah. I wanted someone I had always been able to talk to. Maybe Tyler, even if he weren't afraid of me. And guarding the hostage.

"Addison-" I heard Noah running in. I turn away, letting Chloe go. She sees Noah and backs away. He grabs me; Wesley must've got to him. He didn't let me go. He let me cry on him. The weight bearing on me was so heavy I felt like I couldn't breathe. But Noah hugs me tighter. And tighter. I wanted to scream, to yell at someone, anyone. But who the hell could I yell at? Noah didn't do anything.

"I know, he's a dick, I always said Wesley was better than him," he said. I shake my head, pulling back.

"No, he's just as bad. I wish we could go home with Faith and leave; we should've never been here; agreeing to move in was a mistake," I said. I had gotten attached to them. And they turned me away. One tan the other just flat wanted away from me.

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It's been three days since Derek left. It's been three days since Wesley tried using that sorrowful pity against me. Noah had been good about staying with me. Dwayne checked on me often. Chloe was afraid I was going to try and kill myself or something. Riley talked to me; I was just hurt and confused. I needed them—more than ever. Tracy checked on me, too. Telling me Derek would be back. He's always had dad issues, and he had a right to.

Tyler messaged me a lot. Telling me he was here if I needed to talk. I didn't want to talk. I wanted to go to sleep and not wake up. Was that too much to ask? This had to be a nightmare. One where I couldn't wake up. How long would he be gone? Where did he go? Someone would have seen him swing the exits...did he have a secret exit?

"Addie bear," Noah said beside me. I was lying on my side, looking at the floor. Chloe had let Faith come back up with me, but she checked on her often. The wound was deep, and she had to have an entire operation to remove the bullet. So she would be down for a while.

"Addison, please," he said. I turn over, seeing him with a gold tray: a sub sandwich and some chips. I didn't want to eat. Even a sub wouldn't make me happy.

"I'm not hungry, Noah," I say. He sighs, putting it on the nightstand on Derek's side. He sits down beside me.

"It's been three days; you need to eat, Addie. We are worried about you," he said. I did a mental head smack. He's doing it, too, and crowding me. He never did this. But he was. I snap a look at him.

"I'm sorry, but as my best friend, I'm entitled to worry; you won't let Wes in, you refuse to see Tyler, Matthew is too busy with Walter, Tracy barely knows you, and you don't want to speak to Chloe or Riley, I'm trying."

"Yeah, Noah, I get it; it's a heavy burden to be here with me; just leave," I said. He sighs. And gets up. And he walks over to the door.

"You know being a bitch is an option."

And he leaves. Did he say that? Wow, Chloe said something similar to Derek.

"You know being a jerk is an option."

It had been a little while, but that brought up memories. All I could think about was the memories. They hit me hard. Without Wesley or Derek, I didn't know what to do.
With myself. Noah was my best friend, and I just kicked him out.