Scrambled

Chapter 17; Sufficated

I sat in my room staring at door that was just slammed in my face for a good ten seconds before the tears began to spill. A sobbed escaped my lips. My puppy noticed and began whimpering and throwing his head around. Everest was going in a panic. My heart broke, but I still needed to take care of my pup. I wiped my tears and rubbed Everest's head and let him naw on my finger (that's the only way he'd calm down).

A couple minutes late he stopped whimpering and just laid in my lap still being on my finger with his eyes closed.

Then it was my turn to whimper. I sobbed and cried, gosh I was such a ugly crier. I wanted to call him. I wanted to apologize and say sorry. And beg for forgiveness. I wanted him to hold me and kiss my head, and tell me it's okay. That I was safe. But I couldn't. I wouldn't. I instead fished in my pocket for my phone. I dialed Parker's number, I needed a friend and Kila was out of town and would get back early tomorrow morning. He answered on the first ring.

I sniffled and whispered through  the phone. "Parker, can you please come back... I need a friend." Parker hung up on me. Which meant one thing, he was already on his way.

I was right, because five minutes later, Parker barged in my room. I laid Everest on his pillows and crawled in Parker's arms. His embrace was tight, and firm. I felt at home, like it was familiar.

I don't know how long I stayed like that but after a while I dried my last tear, and looked up at my best friend. He had a blank stare plastered  on his face. I hadn't when he did that because I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"What?" I asked him, my voice cracking.

"I don't know, just I'm gong to kill that boy toy of yours.." He exclaimed.

"Oh, well, it's not all his fault, I guess I pushed him off the deep end." I suggested.

"No, Noah, you can not blame this on you! This is definitely not your fault. You don't have yourself to blame. Do you understand me?" I nodded. But still wasn't listening to what he was saying. It was my fault. I shouldn't have brought it up, I shouldn't have offered to give my dad another chance. I mean, he was drunk, the angry kind of drunk so he could be more harmful when he gets out...

Parker and I were sitting my room eating Chinese. I had gotten hungry and asked my mother to order us food. She was really worried, but I could tell she was trying to give me space, which I was thankful for. Dakota had lifted the house maybe twenty minutes after Aaron left. I have no idea where she was, but I had a guess. Whenever she found a boyfriend was being ugly to me, within an hour they were standing in front of me apologizing. She literally was like an older sister to me, which was why she was very protective.

But it had been about three or so hours since he left. So I had no clue where
Dakota was.

I shoveled some more noodles in my mouth. I didn't realize how hungry I was.

"Geesh, somebody was hungry. Your inhaling those noodles." Parker commented. I sheepishly smiled and wiped my mouth.

"Hey, I'm a stress eater." He sighed.

"Noah, I have no idea how you do it." He told me, being serious now. I gave him a puzzled look.

"What do you mean?"

"Well... Your brother is in a coma. Your parents are getting divorced. Your father is in jail, from trying to harm you. Your ex embarrassed you in front of the whole school, for no reason at all. Your recent boyfriend is being really rude and a big jerk . And you broke your foot, all within the last three or so months. And yet, you still smile. You still light up others day. You still care about this world and the things in it... I really don't know how you do. I'd be a mess." What Parker said settled after a couple moments.