Love Me For Me

Chapter 7

Word spread so fast about a guy named Ty. People stop me in the halls and ask me if I have a boyfriend. I told everyone no. I forced myself to stay off of Ty's Facebook.

It's Janurary. It's snowing and I'm shivering.

I sit on Midnight's back, watching the snow fall. The silence is so calming. I shut my eyes and just imagine my future. I want to get married, and I want to have babies and horses and a farm.

I want my husband to be taller than me, with brown hair and brown eyes.

Aand then it clicks.

I'm describing Ty.

I shake my head.

It'll get better.

Fuck it. Not it won't. This pain won't go away.

It's Friday, January 23rd and it's been exactly three months since I left New York.

Three months since I've seen Ty.

Katie tells me that all he posts is depressing things.

I shiver and shut my eyes.

Megan, get over yourself. You're not marry Ty. You won't see him again. He doesn't want you anymore. You broke him. All you'll do is hurt him.

I sigh, shaking my head.

Fuck off, devil.

I force myself to stop internally fighting myself.

I should head home.

TY'S POV

I come into the kitchen after school and start to rad the fridge. I heat up leftovers from dinner last night and head to my room, but i'm called into the family room.

I won't lie when I say i'm surprised to see my entire family here, including my sister and her husband, and Jett's family.

Honestly, all my closest friends and family are here, and there family, too.

"What's this?" I ask.

I just want to go hide in my room. I hate my life. I hate everything.

"And intervention." My Dad says. I raise my eyebrows.

"Have a seat." Mom points to the couch.

"I don't need an intervention." I say.

"Well you're getting one." Grandma says.

I sigh and sit down, setting me food on the table.

"Son, ever since October, you've been hiding in your room. You skipped out on Halloween, you didn't even try and get us to let you got go to Florida for Hallow-O-Scream this year. You hardly ate anything at thanksgiving, and you come home and sleep. Now, Jett and Trace and Jared and Maria know what's going on but you wont' say a peep to the rest of us. They won't tell us, either. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I lie.

"It's not nothing." Grandpa says. Grandma and Grandpa are Dad's parents, Nana and Papa are Mom's parents.

"Yes it is." I smile. "Really, I'm fine."

"See, I know that's fake." Nana says. "Your smile used to reach your eyes. It doesn't anymore. What happened, Tyler?"

"If I talk about it, I'll cry, and I'd really rather not do that in front of you guys." I whisper.

"Son, we're here for you." Dad says.