Unwanted

Chapter 5

Fear. The definition of fear is "be afraid of (someone or something) as likely to be dangerous, painful, or threatening." I think that about sums it up. But what they don't tell you in the definition, is that fear, can be equally as painful as a broken heart.

Chapter 5
I was sitting on my bed at around 7:00pm when I heard it. A crash. But not just any crash, a crash of bottles breaking.

"Oh no." I whispered.

That means she drunk. Drunk off her ass.

"Damn it. Damn it" I muttered while pulling at my hair.

As I was standing up from my bed, I heard the stairs creak. I know exactly which stair does that. It's the last step to get down here.

Chills go through my veins. I start shaking uncontrollable. If she's coming down here- no she can't be.

Just then the door bangs open. My bedroom door files open into the wall. That's going to leave a dent I thought.

My mom stumbles in. Her eyes wild. Hair in a rats nest. And the smell of alcohol coming off her in waves.

I gulp nervously and take a small step back. Bad idea. She noticed.

"Nichole Ryan!" She shouted.

"Yes mum?" I whispered while ducking my head and looking at my feet.

"Don't we have rules in this house?!" She screamed at me.

"Yes?" I said, but it sounded more like a question.

"Yes! Then why aren't you following them?!" She asked loudly.

What does she mean?

"The dishes you stupid child! Don't look all innocent I know you didn't do them on purpose! When I told you to!" She screamed while walking right in front of me.

I get yanked up by my shirt. I gasped and looked at my mother.

"You will not defy me again! You piece of shit! I can't believe I have a daughter like you! An grateful bitch! That's what you are!" She yelled right in my face. But before I know what's happening, I'm flying into my nightstand.

I hear my lamp break. But it doesn't register in my brain.

I feel dizzy. I blink and try to get the fuzziness out of my eyes. It's all blurry.

My head gets pulled up by my hair.
"Next time you don't do what your told. It'll be worse." She threatened in my ear.

Then before I know what's happening, she's banging my head on my night table, again.

The hand that was holding my hair gets released. And I hear my door being slammed very loudly. I fall limp on my carpeted floor. My head rolls to the side where my screen door is.

I'm about to close my eyes from the black dots in my vision, when I spot honey colored eyes staring wide eyed at me.

My eyes widen in shock. No. No. No. He couldn't have seen that. No he can't know!

I begin to panicked. The dizziness lost from my panicked state.

I jump up from the ground and grab my tennis shoes. After tying them on, I run out my screen door and head to the woods. I could feel his gaze on me the entire time.

I start pounding my feet harder on the ground, running full speed.

I hear footsteps gaining from behind me. Damn it! No!

I start feeling dizzy again and can't continue running. I slow my sprint down and stop. Leaning up against the tree.

Looking down the path I came from. I see I ran to about the middle of the woods.

Footsteps catch my ears and I look up. Blonde shaggy hair, and honey colored eyes stare back at me. He jogs over to the tree I'm leaning on.

"What are you doing? You almost gave me a heart attack!" I hissed.

"What the fuck was that?!" He gestures back to the houses.

"Nothing." I muttered.

"Really? You expect me to believe that? What happened to your head then?" He snapped.

My head?

I touch my head with my hand and feel a dampness, like liquid, on the right side of my head. Oh no.

I bring my hand down to look and it, and sure enough, blood covers my fingers.

My mother must and thrown me on my lamp. And it broke the light bulb.

"Ummmmm...." I think for a minute. "Oh! This?" I gesture to my head. "Oh nothing! I just tripped and fell. Nothing major." I try to laugh it off.

I bring my finger up to my lip. A nervous habit I have.

He looks and me with disbelief.

"Sure you did. I saw what she did. Who was that anyway?" He demands to know.

"Who was who?" I asked innocently.

"That women! Who came into your room! And did this to you!" He said, while gesturing to my face.

"Look. I don't know what your saw. But you saw wrong. Nothing happened. My mom was just um.. Bringing in my clean clothes! Yeah! That's what she was doing." I said.

"I know what I saw." He glared at me.

"And I know you must be under a lot of stress moving and all-"

He cuts me off. "There is no stress. I decided to move." He said.

Now that caught my attention. He decided to move here? Why? Who is he? What's his family like? Why did they even move here? The questions just kept piling up until he snapped his fingers in front of my face.

"Hello? Earth to chick I don't know the name of." He kept snapping his fingers in front of my face until I slapped them away.

"Enough. Geez." I snapped.

"You still haven't answered my question." He stated.

"What's it to you? You don't even know me. So stay the hell away from me." I yelled and starting walking back towards my house. He lingered behind me for a moment. I was hoping this would be the end of it, but then he had to go and open his damn mouth.

"Hey! Wait!" He yelled from behind me.

I turned around. "What!" I yelled.

He glares before asking, "What's your name?"

"Nicole." I stated simply.

"Jared." He replied back.

Jared? How do I know that name? I don't. But why do I feel like I do? I brush of those thoughts quickly.

I turn back around and continue walking to my house when suddenly, he runs up in front of me.

"Let me help you at least dammit." He muttered the last part.

I glare up at him until I realize exactly how close we are.

Since he ran in front of me while I was walking we were close. My chest was touching his, and I could feel his muscles bulging out from underneath his black v-neck T-shirt. He must work out a lot, I thought.

Jared touches my elbow and I flinch back. I'm not good with psychical contact, ever since my father left.

He looks at me confused as to why I flinched from his touch, but before he can ask anything I spoke, "Fine! But dammit, after that your staying the hell away from me. Got it?" I demand.

He glared before nodding.

Good, hopefully he listens I pray.
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