The Player's Secret

Chapter 16: A Burden

I was so scared and absolutely petrified by the idea of Cece wanting my head that right after school I went straight to my house to change into the real me and was about to book it to my asshole of an almost boyfriends house. Yeah, all the mixed emotions I was feeling are all coming out as anger. But lucky me, just as I was about to leave Derek's mother walked in the door. I thought she was supposed to be gone?

What are you wearing? It makes you look fat! Maybe I should stop feeding you, I mean look at you!"

Oh no, she is in a bad mood. Without saying anything g I ducked my head and tried to make my way past her, ignoring the harsh sting of her words but once again she stops me as I feel a firm hand grip my upper right arm, spinning me around to face her.

"How dare you walk away from me!" She screamed ruthlessly, I tried to pull away from her grip but suddenly a huge blow of pain spread through me as her knee came up and made contact with my abdomen. My knees buckled beneath me but she held me up, her long fake nails digging into my arms.

I wanted to cry and curl up in a ball. She always went for my stomach because she knew with all my the clothes I wore n pone would ever see the bruises. She would never risk anybody taking notice. Especially with Derek being the only one who would.

"Oh my gosh did I hurt you!" She exclaimed, sarcasm dripping from her mouth, "We wouldn't want anybody seeing you wincing in pain would we?" I stayed silent keeping my eyes locked on the floor "Would we!?"

I gasped at her loud voice in my ear, a shudder of fear making its way through me "No we wouldn't" I managed to get out.

"Good, then how about you get your worthless good for nothing self out of my house and go sleep at a friends house. I don't want to see you until late tomorrow!" She continued to tell in my ear and when she was done she threw me to the ground in front of the door.

"Now get your fat ass out of here! Not enough makeup in the world could make you look good for even a second!"

Quickly I ran out of the house, clutching my stomach and jumped into my car. I knew it wasn't smart to be driving like this but I pulled through. I knew Abby would never let me stay at hers, she didn't believe in sleepovers. So I decided to suck it up and go to Ace's just like I had originally planed.

I'm sure I was going to be a huge bother to him and he would probably be annoyed from talking to me all week and putting up with all my annoying texts. But alas I had no choice. It was his place or my car. I just have to hide my pain and act like I'm just mad about the Cece thing. Yeah. Good plan.

When I reached his door I wasted no time and stormed in, doing my best to ignore the consuming pain erupting from my abdomen.

"Ace this is not me faking anything! Why the hell would you tell the girl that could literally cut my head off that we are together!" I yell into the house before looking around.

Taking in a breath and trying to compose myself I glanced around only to see Joey lounging across the couch with a chip raised to his lips and his pretty eyes shinning in pure terror. And of course, Ace isn't even here. What am I going to do?

"Heeeey Bandit, so I'm gonna go out on a limb and assume that wasn't meant for me and tell you that your lover boy is taking a nap... Upstairs...not here... So stop yelling at me!"

I sighed and laughed at his reaction but stopped and winced when it hurt my stomach.

Joey noticed this and raised an eyebrow "You okay?"

Oh gosh, already? I had to think in my feet... "Joey leave me alone! You don't understand the struggles of being a girl!"

Good thinking on your feel Badit. Oh god that nickname was getting to me.

I focused on Joey who now somehow managed to look even more scared then before "Well good luck to Ace then..."

Yeah I know, I'm annoying and a huge problem.

I didn't bother saying anything else to my friends and climbed up the stairs silently relieved that I would probably just sneak in and sleep as well without having to have a confrontation, the day wasn't even over and I was already exhausted.

Slowly I creaked open his bedroom door. My eyes sweeping his room until I located a little tuff of his hair sticking out from under his duvet. I smiled at how cute he was and made my way inside, shutting the door behind me.

I made my way over to the bed and climbed under the blankets being sure not to wake sleeping beauty. I pushed the blankets back a bit so I could see his face and smiled again at how cute he was. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. Probably glad he doesn't have to deal with the burden of me.

Suddenly he groaned and shifted in the bed, moving closer to me as his heavy arm swung over and wrapped itself around my waist, his face digging into my neck as he snuggles closer. I laughed and adjusted myself so I was comfortable two but then his arm shifted lower and put pressure on my growing bruise and immediately I let out a loud shriek of pain. Oh my gosh that hurts!

I seconds Ace is flying up out of the bed, his eyes darting everywhere in the room "Where's the fire!"

Then his eyes found me and he sure didn't miss the look of pure agony on my face. His face expression seemed to say it all, he wasn't going to let this go without getting answers.

Yes that's right! I updated! And yes within a month of my last one. I'm sorry I didn't edit it but come on, you have to give me prove for the not so slow update!

Please don't be a silent reader! I know you hear this from everyone on Wattpad but I am serious when I say the more feedback the more I update and the less feedback the less I update, I don't do it on purpose it's just how I am. So don't be a ghost! Vote, Favorite, Comment! Anything! Just do it! Sorry for any spelling mistakes!
Question of the day: what is your opinion of pineapples?
Stay Strong,
Angel <3

Check out this awesome story Plot Twist by xderinax