Unrealistic expectations

Chapter 10

"Mhm"I say quietly. "Why do you hate everyone?"he bluntly states.

I open my mouth to reply but I stop ,not knowing how to explain.

"Ever since I was little I've been described as the girl you don't want to get involved with. People would spread rumours around about me because they didn't know me so they pretended to. They would make up stuff that others bought and thought was true. A lot of people I think I hate it because I'm some depressed kid that wants to lock myself up from society but actually. I do hate it, I hate society, what have we become? All of us have faults and I understand that we can't be perfect but this generation is disgusting. If you're skinny, you're on drugs. If you're fat, you need to lose weight. If you smoke weed you're a druggie. If you drink, you're an alcoholic. If you get dressed up, you are vain, If you dress down you've let yourself go. If you speak your mind, you are rude. If you don't say anything, you're snobbish. If you are sociable, you're a party animal. If you keep yourself to yourself, you're detached. If you are young, you are useless, if you're old you're dispensable. Why get involved in a generation so sick?" I ramble as I turn my head to Grayson.

"I never really thought of it that way."he says "I always thought you didn't like talking because you didn't like to let people in." He states.

I turn my head to the side deciding what to say. "I don't really, I just feel like when I let someone in they'll have something to black mail me or some shit like that. I don't trust people because they can always change. Honestly I've never really had friends that I trust until now. You guys really helped me evolve. I mean I'll still be bitch to others but I've definitely changed even if it's a little bit. You're the first person I have ever told about my past." I announce.

"Did your parents ever get you a therapist? After Isabella?" He questions."yep they did but I couldn't even tell her because of the cover up. People thought she had a heart attack but in all seriousness she killed her self."

He nods not knowing if he should carry on asking. "My family didn't know about my dad." I say knowing he is thinking why no one helped. I turn to him as him looks stunned like I could read his mind.

I laugh at him "you're not discreet enough around me" I chuckle as he laughs back.

"Thank you for trusting me, I know I keep saying it but I don't get why you trust me out of everyone. You could've told anyone." He questions.

"I guess I just know I can trust you. And if you ever tell anyone I'll kill you." I say as I shrug and he smiles shaking his head slowly.

"But I won't lie, you can be a real dick sometimes." I state back giggling. "You can be a real bitch sometimes." He says chuckling.

I wasn't lying .Everette could be a real dick sometimes but on the other hand he can be useful I guess. Still hate him tho.

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Christians POV ( 8 Years ago. )

"Haven! Dinner!" I announce. My parents were at work till late every night so I have to take care of my little sister Haven. My parents are successful people but as much money they threw at me it'll never make up for the time they missed with me and Haven. We grew up with nannies until they couldn't even be bothered to hire a new one after the other moved away. I'm stuck looking after Haven.

She comes into the kitchen and sits down at the counter. "No mum and dad?" She asks. She is only 7 so she doesn't understand the situation, even though I'm only 11 I know what sick people they really are.

All they cared about was money. They spend it on so many stupid things it's pathetic.

I shake my head with a lip tight smile on my face. "But we can watch any movie you want tonight!" I say trying to cheer her up. She puts on a big smile as she picks up her fork and starts to eat as I sit down next to her starting to eat as well.