The Game

Chapter 54

Tori

Did he just tell me to move out? Who the hell does he think he is. I get up from my chair and go up to my room. I take out a big suitcase. I take out all my clothes, and without folding them I put it inside. Like hell I'm staying in this house. I try to push all the clothes inside, but I can't close the suitcase. I give up. My mom walks in the room as I sit on top of my bag.

"What are you doing?" She asks.

"In case you didn't notice your husband just kicked me out" I say.

"Tori, he didn't kick you out. He was just a little mad, he didn't mean it." She says and looks at me apologetically.

"A little mad, you call that a little mad - it seemed like a goddamn order to get the fuck out of his house" I say out of it.
"He didn't mean it, I just talked to him. He was just mad about the things you said to him"

"I don't care, I'm not living here anymore." I say and won't discuss it further.

"Tori, please. He's having a hard time right now. Give him a chance, he will apologize, okay? He didn't mean it." She begs.

"You keep taking his side! You always do that! 'Give him a chance. Give him a chance' Why should I when he talks crap about my father and his marriage?" I shout at her.

"Tori, he argued with your dad, it happens. What did you expect? That they'll be best friends? And I am not taking his side, I am not taking anyone's side, I just want things to work."

"Don't you think I know that, but the way he was talking was - I don't even know what to say. I can't respect him anymore." I say turning around trying to shut my suitcase.

"Tori, please. Don't leave. I mean it. We will fix it, okay?" She says and walk closer to me wrapping her arms around me.

"How?" I ask facing her.

"You will just make it worse by leaving, okay? When Brad gets back, we will talk about things. He's very upset with the Serena thing and it's just affected him, so he's been a little weird lately." She says. I look at her for a few seconds.

"If he apologizes, I'll stay" I say and my mom hugs me tightly. I walk down to the living room and I see that the boys are still here. They all stare at me as I enter. Luke gets up.

"Luke kissed me - really?" He says as he puts his arm around my neck, trying to suffocate me, just without the suffocating, his grip around my neck is very loose. "I know you were trying change the subject, but throwing me under the bus like that"

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't come up with anything better." I say and try to remove his arm.

"Why are all of you still here?" I ask.

"Neal just got a call from Serena and went out. He took the car.."

"What? What did she say?" I ask curiously. He's been really worried about her lately. "Why did she call Neal at this time of the day?" I ask them.

"He didn't tell us, he sounded worried and asked her what's wrong, then he left." Julian answers.

"Has Neal ever talked about Serena to you guys?" I ask trying to get information.

"No, not really. He only told us what happened and that's it." Eli says. I nod at his response.

I take my phone and text them. I really want to know what's going on. Why he just left like that.

Serena

"Dean? Are you asleep?" I shake him gently. He moves a little but doesn't wake up. I shake him a little harder.
"Serena?" He says with a sleepy voice. It's dark so I can't really see his face. "What is it?" He asks. I don't hope I pissed him off.
"I hear all kinds of noises downstairs, I can't sleep." I lie. I didn't hear anything, I just wanted to come up here. We watched a scary movie earlier, so he will probably think that, that's what's causing this.
"Serena, you are just being paranoid." He says.
"Can I sleep here?" I ask him. I know I can't see his face, but I know he looks surprised. I am desperate. I don't know what the hell is going on with me. I feel like I am going freaking crazy. I want to see him all the fucking time. I want him to see me too. Like really see, not just the friendly hi and so on, I want him so badly. I've tried everything for the past three days I have been here. I have cleaned his house, cooked, I wore a nice dress, talked to him differently, touched his arm in an inappropriate way, but he doesn't bite. I am like a little delicious worm on a hook, but he doesn't freaking bite. I don't know if he intentionally ignores me, or he just didn't get the message. I don't think he's that stupid.
"Hmm.. I don't think that's a good idea.." He says and turns on the lamp on the side. Yes! I am wearing a white tight top and night shorts- I don't know how he finds it, but I know it drove Mason crazy when I had this on. And my hair doesn't look like shit today, so that's a plus. He doesn't say anything, but looks at me then down and then quickly up again. I am sitting on his bed my, legs folded under me and my hands on my thighs.
"Please, I keep thinking that the murder is behind me. I can't fall asleep." I say. He's not wearing a shirt and he looks cute as fuck. His eyes sleepy and his hair ruffled. I really have to control myself.