Meet Me Mid The Aisle (On Hold for Major Editing)

Chapter 6: My Past

here's Jesse McCartney...my Jesse! So cute!!!!

Chapter 6: My Past

          Twenty one days. Three weeks to be exact since the Halloween Party at school and the nightmare at the forest, what a cliché, Halloween and nightmare. But what bothered me most is the fact that I never saw Drake since that night. What if he was hurt, what if he’s wounded or worst what if he’s…no he can’t be dead. He’s too badass to die on one night encounter with the forest monsters. Now that give it a point, there’s fifteen creepy red-eyed soul-eating monsters against four gangsters, what could be Drake’s survival chance?

Every night I tried to focus my mind in anything but Drake. If he is okay and still not coming to see me maybe he doesn’t want to see me anymore. I should not be discouraged, I know that I’m nothing to him. I am just a pathetic high school girl he happened to meet a couple of weeks ago. I should have known. And Isn’t it what I wanted? Not to be attached with anyone, not to feel, not to care, I wanted no one beside me. But I must admit I’m sick worried.

I pushed away all emotions I had two years ago when I was fifteen, when dad forced me to leave Winter Woods, the town where Auntie Crissy lives, the town where I met Carol my best friend, Sean her boyfriend and Jesse my first boyfriend, he was a senior at the time, the most valued student actually, not because of his wealth but because he’s expected to be the valedictorian. I can still remember the day clearly, it was Friday and my friends and I are off to pool party at Jesse’s place, the place where I had my first alcohol and well my first kiss, with Jesse of course.

Everything’s like perfect, we had blasting sounds of party music, overflowing alcohol, barbeque and pizzas and all the coolest kiddos of St. Peters High. Jesse’s the school heartthrob. He’s the lead vocalist of school’s rock band called Scripted, many girls are dying just to be with him, dying to have a closer place when he was performing and dying to replace me as his girlfriend. That perfect night transformed into a nightmare when Dad came at Jesse’s place with dark murderous eyes, I have no idea how he got there but as soon as I saw him fear shot through me, he grabbed me away from Jesse’s arms followed by a hard slap marking my face red. What happen next shocked everyone at the place, Dad held Jesse death gripped by his collar and threw him hard at the billiards table and punched him until he passed out. All eyes are taking on the scene and I almost vomit at what was happening, Blood, Jesse’s blood were all over the billiards table and my Dad’s hands were shaking I met Dad’s eye and it is full of anger and determination, I saw my schoolmates screamed and cried looking at me with disgust, they all now hated me I can feel it and it almost killed me inside. Hated me for having a lunatic psycho heartless father who almost killed Jesse, even Sean can’t look at me, not even Carol my best friend. Dad reached for my hand with a warning look as if saying if I don’t come with him he’ll do more terrifying things, I was dragged home that night with broken heart and soul, following days became living in hell at school.

No one dares to be near me or even look at me, Carol remained my friend but I can see the change in her. Coldness, like we were just classmates and not best friends anymore. Jesse was didn’t showed up to school for two weeks recovering from coma, and last news I heard he was moving with his parents out of the country. I finished my sophomore year at St. Peters High and moved to Aunt Celia’s where I make friends with a couple of students there but not letting any guy to be near me. I just can’t move on from Jesse. I missed him every day it was almost killing me. Busying myself in my studies keeps me from thinking about him, but that’s not enough. There were nights that I was dreamt of him, his smiles, his sweetness, his eyes, his face then his worried eyes looking at me intently watching me walk away with my Dad grabbing my hand rudely.

When Dad told me to move here after my junior year, I just can’t argue anymore. I mean, he never listen so why argue? In fact I have a plan, I want revenge. Living with me will be his big mistake. When I reach eighteen which is no more than two weeks from now, I’m planning to leave. Wherever, I don’t care, maybe in an apartment of my own. That means I needed a job. The night at the forest I was late for Dad’s curfew time, I was home at around 2am and he was so pissed. He grounded me…again but this time I’m going to break the rules, his rules.

A/N:

Short chapter I know. Sorry for the poor english and grammar, trying my best here. ^_^ feel free to leave a comment.