Chapter 7

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This day officially sucks, I think; standing in the middle of the doorway, my head pounding and my vision blurring, listening to Brandon scream his ass off. Five minutes later and he is still going.

"I can not believe this Jessica! I stayed awake all last night wondering just where the hell you were. I know your old enough to take care of yourself, but coming home at 2oclock in the afternoon, with someone random is not okay. Hell, you even missed school and practice! Nationals are coming up, and this is what you do, drink all night. Where were you last night, Jessica? Huh?" Brandon screams. Fuck, I missed practice.

Well, if I said my head was pounding before, it was now even worse. I felt as if someone was repeatedly hitting me in the head with a hammer, while stabbing me in the eyes with a knife. I stared at Brandon completely ignoring his question, knowing he would flip out if I told him where I had been. Let's just say he wasn't a big fan of Xavier.

"Have you drunk that much that you have forgotten how to speak? Come on Jessica!" Brandon continues screaming at me and that is when I lose it. I push past Brandon angrily knowing that if I continued to stand there, I would explode. Thankfully, Luke moves out of my way, but before I can walk past him, Brandon grabs my arm.

"Let go of me," I demand in a deadly tone, staring directly at his face. He ignores me and instead puts his focus towards Luke.

"Luke, ask her where she has been," He says, ignoring my glare. Ask Luke, what a joke I think, chuckling. Both of them quickly turn to look at me confused and Luke runs a hand through his blonde hair looking out of place. Good.

"Why would he know where I was last night?" I ask Brandon, disgust filling my tone. I put an emphasis on the word "he" not wanting to say the cheaters name. I can feel Luke staring at me as I ask Brandon that question, holding his breathe.

"I don't know Jess. You won't tell me, so maybe you'll want to talk to him," He says, begging me to give him an answer. I could only imagine how worried he was and so I walk up to Brandon and put my arms around his waist, giving him a hug.

"I'm sorry for making you worried, but I am exhausted and I just want to sleep. I'll tell you everything later, I promise." I say, walking closer to the stairwell and closer to him, Luke.

"Wait Jess, baby. Please talk to me," Luke says, blocking my path. I stop and stare at him, his once beautiful eyes now lit with guilt as he stares into my eyes. Brandon leaves to give us some privacy and I continue to stare at Luke until I lose control. My insides feel like they are burning and I finally ask the questions I have been afraid to know.

"What is there to talk about, huh? You fucked her on my bed, the day of my fucking birthday. The day I was finally going to give myself to you. What, were you going to fuck me after too, huh? Why'd you do it, huh?" I ask him harshly, pounding my fists against his solid chest. The same chest that I spent countless nights cuddling into, lying next to; the chest of someone I thought loved and cherished me. At this point there are tears in my eyes and I run past Luke. Screw him and his answers.

"Jessica! Stop and fucking listen to me!" Luke screams, running after me. He grabs my arm forcing me to stare at him.

"It was a mistake, okay? I didn't mean for it to happen but it just did. I am sorry, you have to forgive me," He begs, pleading me with his eyes. When I don't respond he winds his arms around my waist, trapping me against him. There was no way I was falling for that.

"You are such a fucking liar! I can't believe I ever loved someone like you. To know I wasted my time on someone who-!" I scream until I'm cut off by Luke, who smashes his lips against mine, shutting me up. He shoves his tongue in my mouth while I try to break free of his grip. No luck, his arms are made of fucking steel. I force myself to not respond and instead stay still like a statue. Once he is done practically raping my mouth, I slap him across the face.

"Don't you dare touch me! You lost that right the day you decided to fuck her, my fucking best friend!" I yell, my eyes seething as I stare at him. "I trusted you and you blew that trust!"

I can't stop staring at his eyes, which glisten with tears, but also don't miss Brandon standing by the stairs. There was no way he didn't hear everything. All I wanted was a nap, goddamn.

"Is it true, Luke?" Brandon asks, coming closer. His voice so sharp and cold that Luke unwraps his arms from around me. Oh god, I am in no mood to break up a fight.

"Brandon, stop." I say, coming to stand between the two. However, I am ignored as Brandon continues to wait for Luke's answer.

"I am sorry man. I don't know what came over me," Luke says, running a hand through his hair. Luke looks as though he is genuinely sorry, but Brandon's not buying and comes charging at Luke.

"I trusted you to take care of her and you betray me? Betray her? How could you?" He says, jumping on top of Luke. He throws punches everywhere and Luke just stays still, not fighting him back. Stupid idiot I think, moving towards Brandon and dragging him away from Luke. Remember my pounding headache? Yeah, well it's still there and only gets worse as I start seeing black spots, everywhere.

When I start swaying from side to side, I catch Luke's attention who starts moving towards me. I start to lose my focus and am about to fall but he catches me. Time to finally take that fucking nap I think, as everything goes black.

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