Unwanted

Chapter 6

Darkness. I hate the dark, ever since my father left when I was eight, I've been afraid of what hides in the dark. I don't want them to get me.

Chapter 6
Walking home only took about 20 minutes, but it felt like hours with Jared. He kept glancing at me, and it made me feel uncomfortable.

When we came out of the woods and the houses were in front of us, I stood there for a minute, debating where to go. He couldn't come to my house. If my mom knew...No I couldn't think about that.

"Well? Hurry up. Let's go to your house." Jared insisted while walking up behind me.

"Uh. Um. No. I don't think so. How about we go to your house, yea?" I asked.

"Why?" Jared asked suspiciously.

"Oh. Um. Because? Oh! My mom. You see she doesn't like people that I don't like coming to the house." I said smoothly.

"People you don't like?" He asked amused.

"That's what I said." I answered annoyed.

"And that's what I heard." He chuckles. A deep husky chuckle.

"Yeah.....So your house it is then!" I said.

"Whatever. Your going to have to be quite. My moms probably meditating." He grumbled.

Meditating? What the heck? Oh please say she's not some spiritual freak or something, I think.

"Alrighty then." I said a bit unsure, and started walking to his house. Which was to the left of mine.

When we got to the top of the rocks and we were in our little 'backyards' if you even want to call them that, we started walking to his screen door.

I looked at my house, I could see the balcony, and to the right of that, my moms bedroom window. I didn't see anyone looking out of them I prayed she didn't see me. I didn't want to think about what she would do if she did.

"Hello? Nicole? Hurry up I don't have all day." Jared grumbles from beside me.

I huff and start walking to his door again, I let him go in front of me to open it, I didn't want to seem weird by just opening his door.

He opens his screen door and walks in.

I'm big on manners, I believe guys should treat girls like their princesses. Therefore they should let them walk in door first, hold open doors for them, hold out chairs, etc. Just regular guy manners towards women. So when Jared opened his door and walked through it without letting me go first. I was shocked. When my dad was alive he always treated me like a queen. That's what I'm used to with guys. Not that I know many.

"Are you coming or what?" Jared snapped.

"Excuse me? Have you ever heard of manners buddy?" I snapped right back.

"I have. But you see I choose not to use them. Why should I?" Jared replied smugly.

"Because it's the right thing to do! Geez teenage boys these days think they own the place. Well I got news for you bucko, You. Don't. So show some fucking respect for women!" I yelled.

Jared looks stunned into silence. I don't think anyone ever talked back to him. He seems to have it all, so why should anyone? But I don't have anything. So I don't care.

"Well I would, but your not much of a women." Jared replied rudely.

My eyes widen. You think after getting insulted by your mother everyday you'd be used to it. Well I thought I was. Of course kids said shit to me about being ugly and not 'girly enough' but none of it ever effected me. That's why I'm so confused. Why am I being affected by what this douch is saying? I shouldn't. But I am. My heart clenches, and tears threaten to fall. But I don't let them.

I try to keep my face blank, but he must have seen some of the hurt in them when he opens his mouth and starts walking towards me.

I hold up my hand and take a step back. Then another.

"I don't want to see your face again." I whispered. I don't need anymore hurt in my life.

I swear, for a second I saw hurt flash in those honey colored eyes of his. But the next second they hardened and he glared at me.

"Like I'd want to see yours either." He scoffed.

"Okay." I said quietly. I look down at my tennis shoes and turn around.

I start walking to my screen door when my head starts to hurt. What the heck?

I touch the right side of my head and feel liquid. The cut! How could I have forgotten?! That was the whole reason to go to his house!

I look down at my hand and see the red blood covering my fingers. Blood doesn't bug me, considering I've seen so much in my life. But my vision becomes blurry.

Black dots start to cloud my vision. I start swaying from side to side.

"What's happening?" I mumbled to myself.

I feel myself trip over a rock on the grass and fall to my knees.

I touch my head again. This can't be causing this right? Maybe I was just to distracted with Jared to notice the pain in my head.

My head starts spinning again and I feel like I'm falling. My head lands on the grass and I'm looking off into the woods, with the way my heads positioned.

I can't feel my body. The pain in my head doesn't stop. And the black dots just keep getting bigger. I whimpered. I don't like the dark. But it's no use. No one would hear me. I'm in my room right? Wait why do I feel damp?

The grass! I'm lying on the grass. Where's my moms screaming voice?

I feel arms go behind my back, and under my knees.

I fear it's my mom and whisper out "Please don't hurt me. I'm so sorry dad left because of me."

I don't understand what's happening. I feel myself being picked up. My head lands on a hard chest, and the person carrying me smells like the ocean. I love the ocean.

"I don't know what to do anymore. Im scared. I don't want to hurt anymore." I whispered.

I don't know who's holding me but a dark husky voice floats into my ears.

"It's alright. I'll protect you."

That's all I hear before I black out.