Lies, Cries and Trying Times

Sadness, Drunks and Bad News

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Chapter 12: Sadness, Drunks and Bad News

 

So many months later:

 ~Shae's Pov~

I sat on the window seat of my room, looking out the window at the rain. Music came through my headphones but it wasn’t loud enough that I couldn’t hear what was going on around me. I also couldn’t help but think that the weather reflected my mood perfectly. It was absolutely unbelievable that he did such a thing, I didn’t want to believe it but how could I not when the pictures were right in front of me.

I wiped the tears from my face and tried to keep my emotions under control. I didn’t want to be one of those girls who sat around crying but I couldn’t help it. There was a knock on my door and I turned to see Aidan standing in the door frame. I gave him a small smile and he walked over to me, looking at my computer screen and then back at me with a sad expression on his face.

“What you listening to?” he asked. Instead of answering him I took out the bud and gave it to him. When he realized what song it was, he put the bud on the seat and looked at me. The song was Garth Brooks ‘If Tomorrow Never Comes’. Some people might say I have weird taste in music if they see that song but the thing is, that song reminds me so much of my dad and I felt, at that moment, that I needed him.

“Do you miss dad?” Aidan asked.

“More than you know. I mean mum’s great and everything but there’s just some things she can’t do for us and I need him for moments like these where he would probably threaten Zayn or something but you’ve been doing a good job at that,” I told him.

“What are you gonna do when ‘pretty boy’ gets back?” he said and I smiled when he called Zayn pretty boy.

“The only thing I can do. Break up whether he likes it or not,” I replied.

“Just know I’m here for you, ‘kay. And if you want I could just stay here instead of going by Jordan since mum’s not home.”

“No, I’ll be fine here,” I said.

“But-”

“Oh just go already,” he smiled and gave me a hug. He left my room and closed the door behind him. Okay, mum was somewhere in Oxford and wouldn’t be back until Thursday so that gives me five days without her. It sucks having her gone so long, well it wasn’t that long but still.

I looked back at my laptop screen and shut it with more force than necessary. Stupid Zayn. Stupid Rebecca. Stupid life with its stupid unfairness. Why do I always choose a guy who will end up hurting me in some way?

Zayn cheated on me with one of the contestants and he probably thought that I wouldn’t find out. Liam was there, he tried to tell me but I wouldn’t listen to him but he was telling the truth. The next time I talk to him I have to apologize but that won’t be anytime soon, well it might cause the semi-finals are next week and then the finals and then he’s coming home.

They both are. Liam wouldn’t tell me when but all of them are going to Niall’s home in Mullingar, then to Louis’ in Doncaster, then to Harry’s in Cheshire and finally here in Wolverhampton.

I went digging around my room for my book to read. I needed to do something to take my mind off of Zayn. I went down the stairs of my now empty house and made myself a cup of tea. Afterward I curled up on my couch and opened my book on chapter seventeen. It was titled Midnight Flower. Now, I’ve finished this book already but I love it oh so much and this chapter was one of my favourites.

Two minutes into the chapter there was a knock on the door which made me stop mid-sentence. I sighed and walked to the door. On the threshold stood a red eyed Zach. I started to close the door but his hand stopped me. 

“What do you want?” I said, my voice emotionless.

“That’s no way to talk to me,” he slurred. Great, like a sober Zach wasn’t a pain in my butt, now I have a drunk one to deal with.

“It’s ten on a Friday night and you’re drunk. You need to leave,” I stated.

“Nope. Not until you answer my questions.” I stayed silent waiting for him to continue. I wasn’t going to argue with him because that would only prolong his stay here and there was no way I wanted that. “Why Zayn and not me?”

“Cause I thought he was a better person.”

“I was a good person,” he said a little too loud.

“Key word being was. Look Zach, when we first met you were great. You were actually a good guy but you changed and that changed me, and it wasn’t for the better,” my voice was calm and collected, which was good because that wasn’t how I was feeling on the inside.

He was about to say something but my phone rang. Strange, it was Aidan.

"Hey..." I said a bit worridly.

"Okay, so I’m coming home ‘cause I’m not comfortable with you there by yourself," was the first thing that left his mouth and I sighed.

"Aidan I’m perfectly fine," I tried reasurring him.

"Yeah, well I’m not." 

"Fine, at least let me pick you up it’s still raining," I reasoned. 

"I can walk. It’s not that far. Plus I won’t melt, you’re talking to me as if I’m the Wicked Witch of the West," he grumbled at me.

"Aidan--" I started but the line went dead. He hung up on me.

I looked back at Zach and firmly said,” You need to leave. Now.”

“But I’m not done talking.”

“Yeah, well to bad. Would you get this into your brain. You gotta get your life together, we aren’t gonna happen, not now, not ever. I need you to leave ‘cause I got enough food on my plate right now and you’re not helping at all,” I said and then slammed the door in his face. I walked over to the couch and started to read again.

Half an hour passed. Then an hour and it then reach to two hours. The doorbell rang and I went back to the door. I frowned when I saw a police officer in front of my door.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“Yes, I’m looking for Aidan’s mother,” he said matter-of-factly.

“She’s on a business trip but I’m his older sister so what’s the problem,” worry was in the sound of my voice. His facial expressions softened when he looked at me. Really looked at me. I guess he saw the resemblance.

The next words that came out of his mouth sent my world crashing down. I saw his mouth moving but not a sound came out. He soon left me standing there and I didn’t know what else to do, so I grabbed my car keys and drove. I couldn’t stay at that house. Not after what I found out. A couple tears escaped but I wiped them away angrily, this really couldn’t be happening to me. Not now. Not again.

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A/N: To all the smart peoples who know what happened. Congrats! But please don’t sell out to those who don’t. That won’t be very nice at all!!! Again sorry for the shortness.