Broken // Book Two

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

•One Week Later

Justin and I haven't spoken in one week. Justin has been blowing my phone up none stop all week. It got to the point where I had to block him on Instagram and Twitter.

After they did what they did, they went into the shower together. I didn't spend a second longer before I went outside and Albert was waiting for me, I texted him when it all began.

Hearing what happened brought me to my senses. I'm too hooked on Justin. I just need some time away from him, so I can focus on healing myself.

"Scooter I'm going back to my apartment today. I miss my place." I spoke as he drank his coffee Yael made him.

"Zoëy no your not. That Amy girl is no good for you. That's the final word." He shut me down. "I'm 18 years old, Scooter. You don't even know Amy, your going off of assumption."

"Scooter she has a point. You don't know Amy. You've only met her once and when I met her she seemed pretty nice." Yael cut in. 

"Thank you Yael." I agreed.

Scooter never disagrees with Yael, he's kinda scared of her. "Fine." He gave in. "As long as you are able to make it to dinner tonight, at the restaurant. Albert is gonna pick you up at 8."

"Alright. Well I'm gonna head home now. So I'll see you guys later." I grab my phone.

I walk outside and Albert opened the door. I thanked him as I took a seat in the back of the van.

He got in the front and looked at me through the mirror. "Where we going?"

"My apartment." I reply taking my phone out as it vibrates.

'Justin'

I declined the call, putting my phone on silent.

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I unlocked the door to my apartment. I entered and the sweet smell of weed hit my nose, and they horrible sound of moaning flooded my ears.

I closed the door behind me and place my bag on the floor. I opened the fridge and grabbed a cold bottle of water.

Leaned against the counter, I sipped my water and scrolled through my Twitter feed.

I turned my attention from my phone, Amy walked out her room in a large button up dressed shirt and a shirtless guy walking beside her.

"I'll text you later." She kissed him before closing the door. "Look who's back." She walked into the kitchen opening the fridge door. "How have you been? I heard about your accident. I came to the hospital to see you, but the bitchy nurse wouldn't let me on that floor." She hopped up onto the counter. "Even James was worried about you." She teased.

"Oh well. I'll have to pay him a visit." I shot my bottle into the trash mumbling 'ball is life' as it landed inside. "Tonight you are coming to a dinner that my dad is hosting. It's a fancy one so dress nice. "

"Let's roll one. I have some left over." She grabbed my hand leading me into her room. We sat on her floor with our legs crossed.

She sprinkled some weed onto the paper and rolled it up. She brought it to her lips and lit it.

The smell entered my nose, but this time it wasn't a sweet smell. It caused me to become extremely nauseous.

I stood up quickly running into the bathroom that connects to her room.

I bent over the toilet and let it all come out. My throat burned as I finished. "Looks like little missy is preggers." Amy held my hair. "So who was it that you fucked while you were away?" She asked