You Can't Love Him

17

*WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME VIOLENCE.*

I can hear the person holding me calling my name. I cant bring myself to look. I wanted to, but I felt like all my energy was drained and if I made one move, I would pass out. I close my eyes for a minute, trying to gain some energy. Once I felt like I did, I look up. My face was inches away from Noah's.

"Em, can you hear me?" Noah has a concerned look on his face. I just nod in response. "We need to get you out of here." I nod and begin to stand, Noah helps me to my feet. "Come on." He leads me out of the school. He brings me too a black truck. He helps me slide into the passenger side.

Noah drove me to my house and walked me to my room.We both sat down on my bed. As soon as I hit my bed, all my energy and emotions came back. I realized I wasn't sad or hurt. I was mad, not because I was cheated on, but because I faked my feeling for so long just to make everyone else happy. I actually felt relieved that I wasn't dating Marco anymore. I was about to let out a frustrated scream when I remember I'm not the only one in the room.

I look over to Noah. He was staring at his hands. I don't know why, but I felt happy to see him here, with me. I need to thank him. I know he honestly cant stand me but this shows maybe that will change. "Thank you." I say. His head shoots up.

"You're talking!" he almost shouts. I giggle and nod.

We sat in silence for a few minutes. Noah is the first person to speak. "You know, its okay if you want to cry or something."

I sigh, " I'm honestly not sad that he cheated on me." Noah looks at me confused." I'm mad. I hate that I was lied to and that my feelings the whole time weren't real."

"What do you mean they weren't real?" he questions.

"At the beginning of the relationship, it felt right and real. But, by the time we said 'I love you' it didn't feel right anymore. I wasted time pretending to be in love." a tear slips down my cheek. Noah quickly wipes it away with his thumb. He pulls me into his arms. I rest my head on his chest. You would think this would feel awkward but, it felt right?

"That fall I had earlier was I little dramatic wasn't it?" I laugh at myself.

"Just a little. I felt like we were in a drama." Noah says and I laugh more.

Our nice moment ended when Noah's phone started ringing. He quickly answers. I can hear the person on the other side yelling. They sounded very angry and I didn't like the way Noah flinched.

"What do you mean he here! He's 3 weeks early. Well tell him we don't have it. Fine, I'll be there in a few." He hangs up and mumbles a few curse words before picking up his keys. He begins to walk out but I stop him. "Is everything okay?" I ask.

"Uh, yeah. I gotta go. Ill see you-bye." he quickly leaves.

I walk out of my room, only to be faced by Marco in the hallway. "Em, listen I-"

"I don't care Marco. I already know. You didn't actually love me." I sigh

"What? I love you still." he says.

I laugh and shake my head. "We both know that's bullshit. Stop lying." My voice picks up a bit.

"I'm not lying!" He almost screams.

"Lies!"

"Fine, you know what. I don't love you. I never have. I just dated you because Drew begged me to. Plus, I thought you were easy but apparently not!"

"Fuck you!" I scream. Out of nowhere, Drew comes out behind me.

"Dude. You weren't supposed let her find you with Carmen. I thought told you to wait until after school!" He looked angry. Wait a second, he knew!

"You knew? You knew he was sneaking behind my back and you didn't tell me? What kind of brother are you?"

"Em, Im-" I quickly run down the stairs. I had to get out of here. I grab the first set of keys I see, they so happen to be Drews. I have taken over his truck and I'm not the lease bit sorry about it. I got in his truck and drove as far away as possible.

"Are you kidding me!" The truck stops. I look at the gas gage. It read empty. I check my phone to find it dead. I guess I'm walking. I get out of the truck and head down the road.

I had no clue where I was. There were run downed buildings and cheap hotels around me. This does not look like a friendly neighborhood.

I find a small shop with a pay phone. I tried calling Joc and everyone else but no one answered. I didn't know who else to call. There was no way I was calling any of my family members. I sigh and continue walking.

A bar came into a sight. A couple of guys who look about 19, were standing outside smoking and laughing. Underaged people at a bar? One of them looked my way. I turned my gaze forward and walk a little faster.

I can hear footsteps behind me but I don't dare turn around. The person behind me walks faster and gets in front of me, blocking my way. I step back.

"Well hello little lady. How much you cost?" He slurs. He reeks of strong alcohol and smoke. I hold in my cough and push him aside. "Hey! I'm talking to you." He grips my wrist hard.

"You're hurting me." I say, not looking him in the eye. This must have made him mad because he pushes me against the bar wall.

"Sorry baby. Let me make it up to you." He creepily smirks. He starts kissing my jaw and then down my neck. Tears fall down my cheeks. I hear the bar door open.

"What the fuck!"

Before the guy could continue, he was yanked off me and thrown to the ground. I looked to see who saved me. Noah. What is he doing at a bar? Em, this is not the time to think about that.

He was on top of the guy, punching him repeatedly. I was still in shock and couldn't say anything. The sight in front of me was terrifying. I finally came to my sense. "Noah. Stop." I say calmly. I honestly didn't want him to stop. This guy deserves it. "Noah," I place my hand on his shoulder,"Stop."

Noah sighs and stops. He gets up and clenches his fists to his sides. "You're lucky. If she wasn't here, I'd kill you Nick." The guy, I'm guessing names Nick, looks at Noah with pure hatred.

Noah turns to me,"C'mon." He grabs my hand and leads me to his truck.

"Noah, it's alright." I assure him. He grips the steering wheel harder. His knuckles started to turn white

"It's not alright! I should of killed him right there."

A part of me was scared of how Noah was acting. Does he really mean what he says? Would he have killed him?

"Are you ok. He didn't do any-" I grabbed his hand. I'm not sure why.

"I'm okay. I promise." I smile.

I was waiting for Noah to pull his hand away but instead he intertwines our fingers. A blush creeps onto my cheeks.

"Thank you for bringing me home." I thank Noah. "Y-you c-can come in if you'd like to. You don't have to." I say shyly.

"Sure." We both get out of the truck and go inside. We go upstairs. I go to open my door when Marco walks out of his room.

"where have you been! I was worried,"Marco looks between us both. "What the hell is Noah doing here?"

"None of your business Marco." I quickly pull Noah into my room.

Noah has been here for about an hour. "Alright I better go." He gets up and starts walking to the door, but I grab his hand before he can leave.

"Can you stay? I don't really want to be alone right now." Noah freezes for a moment but then nods.

He grabs a pillow and a blanket from my bed and makes a small bed on the ground beside me. "Goodnight Em."

"Goodnight Noah."