My Understandings [ON HOLD/EDITING]

My Understandings: Part 16

-Edith's P.O.V.-

"AUSTIN!" I shout as I begin to run towards him. No! This can't be happening! I feel arms around me and notice that Alan grabbed me.

"Edith! Everything's gonna be alright, ok?" says Alan. I look over to Austin and our eyes lock for a few seconds as he gives me a reassuring nod. The cop closes the door after Austin climbs in and I feel Alan tighten his grip on me. I lean my head on his chest and cry softly as the car begins to drive down the street.

"What's going on?" I hear Alan's mom shout from the doorway. Alan turns and gives her a look and she runs back inside. We all gather around as Kat, Devon and I try and figure out what happened.

"Why did this happen?" asks Kat who's being held by Phil. All the boys are looking to the ground and Aaron's face is in his hands. 

"It's all my fault..." says Aaron. I give him a confused look and he looks up to me then to Kat, then to Devon. "I HAD TO FUCKING DESCRIBE A SUSPECT AND I BASICALLY DESCRIBED AUSTIN ON ACCIDENT!" he shouts. Devon wraps her arms around him as he begins to look back to the ground. I feel my knees start to give out and my body drops to the ground. Alan falls with me in a failed attempt to catch me. I begin to sob.

This should have never happened. If i wasn't so fucking stupid to sneak out in the first place, maybe my dad would have already beaten me to death already. That's what should have happened, not this. I hate my dad so much, so much. I don't understand why he would do this to me. I feel Alan scoop me up into his arms and start to carry me into his house.

"Where are you going Alan?!" I hear Tino shout. Alan turns and I see all of them with distressed and scared looks on their faces. I look up at Alan who looks like he's about to breakdown. He looks down at me and then up at everyone else.

"Just go home." His voice cracks. He turns back to his house and opens the front door. He runs up the stairs and lays me down on my bed. I sit up and hug my knees to my chest as Alan starts to pace around the room.

"Why the fuck would your dad do this!? Edith I'll do anything! I'll pay for the fucking apartment and your college! We just need to fucking turn in your dad!" He shouts. That's complete bullshit, Alan can't pay for everything, and I won't let him. 

"No Alan we can't!" I yell while standing up from my bed. Alan sighs angrily and paces more. I feel so terrible. His best friend is probably going to jail and there's nothing I can do about it. I just wish so much that could just be dead. Everyone would be a lot better off if they had never met me. Everyone would be so much happier and have way better friends and just overall way better lives. Alan walks over to the wall.

"God damn it!" He shouts while slamming his fist into the wall. He goes for a second punch but I run and grab his arm. He shakes off my hand and starts pacing again. "We have to tell the police!" He shouts. I grab his arm again and make sure he doesn't shake me off this time.

"What fucking proof do we have Alan? Tell me that." I say gritting my teethe. I've never seen Alan this angry before and to be honest, it scares me. But I have to be strong and show him I'm not going to give up, but also let him know that we're kind of fucked. Well actually Austin's fucked. Something must have clicked in his brain because he runs over to the door and throws me his sweatshirt.

"What?" I ask dropping the sweatshirt. Alan runs over and gives it back to me. I look at him as he begins to zip up his own sweatshirt and grab his car keys. He looks at me and then sighs and rolls his eyes. "Where are we going?" I ask sternly. What the hell is going on. I'm sick of all these tricks, I want to know. 

"Come on sour puss." He picks me up and slings me over his should. He walks down his stairs as  I pound on his back.

"Alan what the fuck!? PUT ME DOWN!" I scream as he walks out his front door. The cool summer night air hits my skin and makes me shiver. I should have put on that sweatshirt. I hear Alan open his car door and he slides me in and shuts it. He sits in the drivers seat and starts the car.

"Alan." He backs out of his driveway and begins to drive down the road. "ALAN! Where are we going?" I yell. He turns to me with a smile and continues to drive. What the hell is going on here. I'm fucking sick and tired of having no idea what's going on in my life! It's my life! 

"Did your computer get burned?" he asks. I shake my head and he turns onto my street. "FUCK YEAH!" He speeds down the road and parks in my driveway. He runs up to my porch steps and I try and keep up but by the time I get inside he's already opening my bedroom door. I run up my stairs and see Alan signing onto my computer.

What did he want with my computer? What is so fucking important on my computer that's more important that now. I look around my room and notice that half of it is black... my room is burnt. I walk over to my closet and grab a few shirts and other things to have for the next few weeks I stay at Alan's. I begin to cry softly as I look at the other half of what I used to call my room. I drop everything I need into a bag and walk over to the ashes. 

"Edith!" I hear Alan shout from across my room. I rush over to see what the fuck he has to show me. This better be good. "Ok so you know how you said you downloaded that janky program and now your webcam never stops recording?" He asks. My jaw drops to the floor as I see Alan's grin growing even bigger.

"Shut up!" I shout. Alan turns to my computer screen and clicks play,

Right before my eyes I see my dad stumble in with a match and some gasoline.

[Authors Note]

I hope you're all happy now! I planned to have this done tonight so you guys wouldn't be mad overnight haha :)

Thanks so much for everything guys! <3

-Helen