Before Misery

Chapter 18

A/N

I feel like I needed to say this here instead of after the chapter: Eke scared the shit out of me with the beginning. Thanks for that :D Anyway, happy reading!

♪ ♫All Time Low - Old Scars/Future Hearts ♪ ♫

"You can't be possibly mad at me for that," the boy in front of my snorted a laugh before taking a step towards me. I took a step back.

"I'm not mad, I'm disappointed in you," I replied, feeling tears in my mouth, "I trusted you with my whole life basically and you just threw it away! How could you do that!?"

"Come on, Rae, you're overreacting. It's you who doesn't even want to sleep next to me because I took your silly little virginity," he laughed. That's right, he laughed at me.

"Everyone knows it was meant to end either way," he lifted his eyebrows and smirked before leaving. I stood in my front yard for a long while, tears flowing down my face. A sharp blade appeared in my hand out of nowhere, waiting for me to do something with it.

I raised my left hand, wrist towards me, followed by my right hand, lifting up the knife's blade and held my breath before dragging it down my wrist.

My eyes flew open, feeling stinging in them. I was breathing heavily and set my head back on the pillow. The sun was already up high in the sky and the room I stayed in definitely wasn't the one I shared with Cassie. I didn't remember a thing from the previous night, after I selfishly downed quite a few drinks at the bar.

I hadn't had a dream like this in ages. I hadn't dreamed about Eric in about two years but here he was today, poisoning my mind.

I sobbed as quietly as I could, not wanting to wake up the figure next to me. I couldn't get the image out of my head when he broke up with me, even though the dream was way worse from what it actually was. I hadn't tried to kill myself, not once after Eric 'stranded' me. Though it was a huge hit to my confidence and where I got my trust issues.

"Hey," Kaden's voice sounded from beside me, moving closer to wrap his hands around my waist and held his forehead to my back, "I'm sorry for whatever I did. Please, don't cry."

"You didn't do anything, Kaden. It's not because of you," I whispered back, gulping down the tears that wanted to escape from my eyes.

Kaden pulled me even closer to himself, making my heart speed up.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked quietly, loosening his grip on me. I dried my face as much as I could with the back of my hands, knowing I probably only made it look worse and even redder.

"I have to tell you, I can't hide it from you anymore," I turned around in his grip so I was facing him. Only then I realised I was wearing something that was definitely not from my own suitcase - a black long-sleeved shirt.

"Did you change me?" I changed the topic quickly before continuing on, "that's your shirt, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I changed your clothes," he grinned lazily, tucking his hands behind his head. I widened my eyes in slight horror, "come on, it's not like I haven't seen you naked before."

"Not that naked!" I squeaked, hitting him on his chest with my palm, "what the hell happened last night?"

Yeah, that sudden movement caused blood to rush into my head and I groaned in pain. Don't you just love hangovers?

"I didn't take all your clothes off, just your shirt and trousers," Kaden giggled, "you kind of came onto me but nothing happened, I swear. You'd kill me if I let anything happen because you were drunk as fuck."