P S Y C H E

Chapter Twenty Six

Mia

I had never packed a bag faster in my life. I needed this. I needed out. This was my one and only chance to make it out of this situation. A situation I didn't choose. A situation that brought me nothing but pain. This house was my situation. I wanted gone. I needed to be selfish. I needed to learn to be selfish. Why couldn't I just do that? Just this once.
After packing my clothes into my bag, I would write down on a sticky note for a way for my siblings to contact me if they ever needed me. Especially Leah. I knew she would be safe but I wasn't as positive for the other ones.
As a matter of fact, there was no other promises to be made other then getting me the fuck out. I left it near Leah's tv. Then, I snuck out the window with Jaeden. We get into his car and we sit in silence.
Up until he said "What happened in there?" I looked at him. "What happened in there was I almost got molested again." He nods.
"I'm sorry for crying." I looked down. That was so embarrassing man. I wish I could go back and change everything about it and maybe he would have found me dead. Oh my god. What if Jaeden was the one who found my body?
It gives me the shivers. However, something that didn't make sense was why he wanted me to do it. Why did he want me to kill myself? I was confused but still very much out of it. I didn't want to think about it. Not to mention how awkward that would be. Especially if he thinks about him rejecting me the way he did. It was concerning because that was the last thing I wanted. I wouldn't kill myself over that.
I'm strong enough to know that atleast. Jesus Christ. What the fuck was wrong with me?
Once we arrive at the house, it's sunrise. I just get out of the car and go inside. "Mia..." Jaeden started. I turn to look at him. "Look, I'm sorry for being a dick. It was just a scary moment for me." He explained to me. I just nod. "I understand. I promise it won't happen again."
I turn to leave but stop myself and look over my shoulder. "I didn't do it because you rejected me by the way." I explained to him.  I could see him nod. "I need to sleep." I told him. He led me to his room and let me lay down. I just cover myself and would hold a pillow to my chest. I then drift off.
I was so exhausted in more ways then one. Mentally and physically it seemed. I didn't even want to think about what could have happened to me. I had my days where I wish I died with my parents too.
I never thought I would get the courage to leave. There was no turning back now though and that was fine with me. I needed a new start. I honestly had no fucking idea when I would go back to school. I wish I did though because I still want to go to college. I think I'll just take the week off.
It's around three in the afternoon when I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on the door. I rub my eyes and sit up. "Come in." I say. I see Tony enter with an artichoke dip that smells so fucking good. I would sit my legs over the edge. "Hey." He said to me.
"Hey. What's this?" I asked him. "It's a snack. I figured you could use it. Eat up."
I walk over to the  desk and set it there as I ate. "So, what have you been up too? It feels like forever since I've seen you." He said as he leaned up against the wall.  "Not much." I take a bite. "Holy shit. This is fucking delicious." I say and look at him.
"You have to teach me how to make this, man. It's so fucking good." I take another bite. He chuckles. "Yeah, if you promise not to burn the house down." I give him a smirk. "I'm a fast learner. At least I like to think so."  He laughed again.
"Alright well, since you're living here now just be safe okay? Don't do anything stupid." I glared at him. "Why? What's it to you, Petrov?" He then leaves and says "Because you have a good soul. It'd be a shame for it to go to waste."
I laugh. He had no idea whatsoever.