Fixing a broken girl

Chapter 11: Curiousity killed the cat you know?

Sammy left around seven-thirty, I kiss him on the cheek for coming here and apologising to me face to face. And thanked him for listening to me, he blushed and left with a wide grin on his face, Sammy is a good person and I'm glad he came into my life when he did.

Tyler walked down from the staircase and saw me hugging myself, after I closed the front door from saying goodbye to Sam, he spoke up, startling me.

"hey what's wrong?" Tyler got to the last step then walked over putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Oh nothing I'm fine" turning around to him, he looked into my eyes "stop lying, I know you better than you know yourself Eves! What's wrong?" He asked again.

There was no point in lying to his face, he can see straight through me, especially when his looking into my eyes. It's like he can see every little thing I've done wrong. Or how I'm truly feeling. But that was just Tyler, he did know me better than I knew myself, that's how I get through and that's why my brother and I are closer than anything, because he can fix my emotions he makes everything better.

"I almost slipped up, that girl Dalancie, she lost her brother too, and her mother, when she was talking about it, all I could think about was Noah" he brought me in and I hugged him tight.

"Eves it's okay to let someone in, I can't be the only person to understand, she may not be a guy but having a girl as a friend means more understanding, you've both been through the same thing. It wouldn't hurt just to talk about it with someone else other than me Eves" my grip loosened as I look up at him "Tyler, I'm just not ready to go there yet, I know it's been years since that horrible day, but you were there with me, and that's as close as it can get. Your the one who understands me most and I love you so much, but talking about it with someone else, I just- I.. can't" he rubbed up and down my shoulders "it's okay Eves, I can't force you to do something your not ready for, it's hard I know but we've always coped" Tyler kisses my hair and turned around to walk back up the stairs.

"Were the Misicarda's Eves, were survivors, just remember that" jogging the rest of the way he opens his bedroom door then slams it shut. I can hear wails of cries coming from his room.

Tyler was hurting as much as I was. I wanted to go up there, but he told me never to touch him while he was crying his soul out, he tends to get angry when his like that and he doesn't want me to be in the way when he does. Standing at the step I listen and cry too.

Why did we have to have the fucked up horrible past background story? Being dysfunctional is something Tyler and I grew up with, We know how to deal with it but we can't when we both reach that breaking point each time. And each time it gets worst, without Noah our worlds aren't complete, yes we have each other, but without Noah nothing feels like home. Nothing without him.

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I felt two arms wrap around my sleeping body, I must have fell asleep on the stairs. "Shh eves, sleep" I knew it was Tyler.
"Are you okay?" I asked yawning and grabbing hold of him tighter as he pushed through my bedroom door and collapsing me onto my bed.

"Eves I'm fine, just sleep" he pulled the blanket over me and kissed my forehead "sleep well, Eves" I heard the door shut then I went into a deep slumber.

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My phone was vibrating, and I was too tired to answer it, Tyler walked in and jumped on my bed.
"Second day of school! Get up!",

He answered my phone

"Hello?"
Tyler was listening carefully. My eye was opened slightly so I could see him.
"Yeah, come get her! She literally won't get up! Yeah bring em all. Walk here I don't care. She needs to get up" he threw my phone on my bed and walked out. Who was he talking to? And who was coming here?

Slowly getting up, I walk to my bathroom and begin to brush my hair and put it up in a bun, after I brush my teeth and get undressed, I change into some different clothes.

Walking out I search through my cupboard for a pair of jeans and top to wear to school, I really couldn't be bothered getting all dressed up for school it didn't really matter. My scars on my stomach had been showing, I hated looking at them.

My pain, my hurt were so confronting just looking at them.

Tyler was the one to stop me from hurting myself, I remember his face when he walked in on me using that knife to slice myself, I was too scared to use my wrist, so I cut the side of my stomach, around five times before my gaze met a shocked and scared Tyler, he knew how much I was hurting, he knew how much I couldn't stand the nightmares, the guilt of leaving Noah behind.

I was half way done getting dressed, until my door slammed opened and I found myself covering my chest and stomach exposed to Sammy and The boys. "Get out!!!!!" I screamed. They laughed and ran.

Fuck! I knew I should have locked my door, all though I didn't know that they'd come barging through my bedroom door.

Pulling my top over my head, and chucking on my black converses, I grab my bag and phone. Then jog downstairs to find them in the living room.

"What the hell guys?" Tyler stood there innocently "you!" I pointed to him "why would you let them in our house? Then in my bedroom? I could have been naked!"

Nash chuckled "you kinda already were" walking up to him, I slapped the back of his head.
"That was rude and very uncalled for! Forget you saw anything!" They stayed silent and Tyler slung his arm around my shoulder "sorry Eves I didn't know" he kissed my Cheek and went into the kitchen.

"Right! Have you guys got something to say?" I said with my hands on my hips, glaring at each one of them. "Sorry Eves! And were sorry for what happened yesterday too" Nash spoke up.

I nodded and told them we had to get going to school. One thing ran across my mind. If Cole was apart of what they call "friendship" where was he? I didn't really care. I'm glad he didn't show up to my house either, but whenever I'm with these boys Cole's always MIA, and I had a feeling no one bothered to ask where and what he was doing.

"Where's Cole?" I asked Sammy as we walk side by side.
"Who knows? That guy shows up and goes when he pleases." He shrugs and keeps walking.

Why was he like that? Why couldn't he be normal? Like the other kids. Like Sammy? It just intrigues me more on how curious I am on this boy. Even though I show that his the most arrogant son of a bitch there is, but there must be a soft side right??