Made Me Love Him ✩ Drew x Jake

1◞Always in Spanish

Warnings: Angst, Abuse, Neglect, Alcohol, Smoking, Self Harm, Somewhat Smut (?)

These warnings will be shown throughout the entire book.

(It's not a Wattpad story without them)

He let me walk away.

He let me go. He never cared about me. He lied to me.

He manipulated me and made me think that he was my friend.

He made me love him.

I ran out of school, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the hallway. I know everyone was staring at me, I felt their eyes on me. I can't let anyone see me cry. I can't be weak. Boy's don't cry, I can't cry.

I slammed the school doors open, ignoring the security guard screaming "Hey kid, stop!" I ran. Just kept running. I can't run home, my dad is there. So I went to the park instead.

I sat on a bench. The one where I met Liam and Henry. God, they must be so worried. I feel bad now, I feel like that I might've made them stressed out.

I sat there for hours. I didn't talk, just sat and stared out. I felt my phone going off in my pocket, and after a while I gave in and started looking through my notifications.

Majority of the notifications were Henry and Liam asking me where I was, Zoey ranting on how we should've been at the mall by now, and my dad.

I was upset at how Jake didn't even apologize for lying, blowing us off constantly, not telling me about Zoey, and pretending to be my friend. He probably pretended the entire time so he wouldn't get bullied.

Great. Now dad was calling me.

If I pick up he's going to yell at me. But if I ignore him, he's going to do god knows what to me when I get home.

"Andrew dónde estás!?" I heard the anger in his voice.

Translation: "Andrew where are you!?"

"Deberías haber llegado a casa hace horas. Vuelve ahora."

Translation: "You should've been home hours ago. Get back here now."

I sighed, "Sorry fa-"

"En español."

Translation: "In spanish."

"Lo siento padre. Ya voy. Pasó algo en la escuela. Fue algo del consejo estudiantil."

Translation: "I'm sorry, father. I'm coming. Something happened in school. It was a student council thing."

"Será mejor que lo sientas, muchacho. Estarás aquí en cinco minutos o si no."

Translation: "You better be sorry, boy. Be here in 5 minutes or else."

I hung up and wiped my eyes with my sleeves. If he sees me cry it's just going to be worse. I got off the bench, slowly making my way to the gate of the park.

I didn't live far, but in order to get there in 5 minutes I would have to at least run half of it. I started sprinting, I needed to get there as quickly as I could.

I arrived at the mansion and was greeted by one of the maids. "Hello Andrew. Your father was awaiting your arrival. He's waiting for you in the living room." She smiled at me.

It sucks how none of these people know how terrible their boss is. I mean, they know he pays terribly, but they have no idea of any of his convicted crimes or even how he treats me.

I took off my shoes and went to the living room. There he was. Sitting while reading a newspaper.

"Hola, muchacho." He said without even looking up from what he was reading.