The Broken Hearted Girl **HOLD**

Chapter 4: My Hat Is Being Held Hostage?

Chapter 4: My Hat Is Being Held Hostage?

As soon as I shut my bedroom door Ava starts yelling at me. "Are you insane? You realize the rest of your middle school and high school life will be hell right? I mean seriously Addy! You just pissed off the most popular guy in our grade. I can't believe you did that to him! Damn do you ever think?" she finished off her rant, while I just stared at her with a blank face. Suddenly anger flows throughout my body, she heard what he said to me and she just expects me to be okay with that? Fuck that, my eyes become cold and hard as I look at her. I clench and unclench my fists, trying to calm down.

"You are fucking joking right?" I say in between my gritted teeth. Her eyes widen as she realizes how pissed off I am. "Addy I-I didn't mean it like that..." she looked so guilty and if my brain was in control and not my anger then I would have been like 'Oh its cool you didn't mean it' but my angers in control. And shit is about to hit the fan.

"You know what fuck you Ava! You heard what he said to me? He said he want to fuck me! You realize how disgusting that is considering we are ten years old right! I mean honestly! You just took his side on this, why? Huh? Is it because you're afraid of him? Wow, that's not pathetic!" tears started to fill my eyes as I realized even my supposed 'best friend' was against me. "Addy I'm so sorry, please forgive me I-I just don't want to get hurt...that's all." Aww, poor girl. She probably thought whatever she was saying was helping her. She obviously doesn't see that she is simply fueling my anger more. I realize my angers about to hit its high, and even though I'm pissed at Ava she doesn't deserve what's coming.

I point to the door; she still sits on my bed giving me a confused look. "Add, why are you pointing at your door?" she was actually confused on why I wanted her out of my sight right now. "Damn it Ava! Do I have to spell it out! Get the hell out of my house!" I yell as I open the door for her to get through. She sits on my bed her mouth opening and closing like a fish. She silently gets up and walks to the door, silent tears are streaming down both of our faces. I stand next to my door and wait to hear the front door shut. When I do I scream, I scream all of my anger out. If anyone were to walk into my room right now they would think I was a complete weirdo. I'm breathing heavily, tears falling down my face. I glance out my window to see rain drops on it. A small smile comes to my face, because whenever it rains I go visit dads grave.

I walk over to my window to see how bad the clouds are when I see my brother holding Ava in his arms, with rest of the football team surrounding them. I roll my eyes, how did I know he would take her side of this. I grab my All-Star dance hoodie and throw it over my shirt. I grab my iPod and my headphones; I turn the volume up full blast to drown out my thoughts. I walked down stairs; I saw my snap back sitting on the table so I grabbed it and threw it on my head. Tears were still falling down my face as I walked out of my front door. The sound of the door shutting made everyone look up. It was raining a little harder now; I started walking away from everyone and towards the cemetery.

I felt someone pull my elbow; I was wiped around to come face to face with my brother. He was glaring daggers at me, and Ava was under his arm crying into his chest. "What did you do?" Cody asked, jaw clenched. I just scoffed and shook my head. "Why am I not shocked that you would take the side of the girl you have a crush on and not your sister?" I asked, venom lacing my words. I saw everyone's jaw drop, even Cody and Ava. I looked over to see a short dirty blonde smirking at me. I simply flipped him off and turned around, trying to get to the cemetery before the storm passes. I heard everyone yelling for me to come back, but I started running.

About five minutes later I slowed my run to a jog, I started counting the steps in my head to get to my dad's grave. Once I was there I collapsed in front of him, crying my heart out. Mumbling words I didn't even know what the hell I was saying. I was there for a good hour in the rain; I was just sitting there telling him things about my day and random stuff. I looked up to see four guys around a grave with flowers. Three of them were tall, probably over six feet, with brown shaggy hair. The fourth was about my height, he had to be my age. He had jet black hair that was spiked; his eyes were a deep brown. They were walking over towards the exit; I was just standing getting ready to leave. The three older boys nodded their head in my direction, while the little boy offered me a sad smile with a little wave. I smiled back at him and waved, a blush creeping up my cheeks as I looked down at my appearance. I had mud covering my legs from kneeling in the grass in the rain, and I'm sure my makeup is destroyed. The four noticed my blush and smiles break out on their faces, the black haired boy just blushed right back as the others ruffle his hair.