Chapter 5: Truth and Lies.

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Recap: Suddenly the door opened.

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Standing there was my mother. Not alone. With a man.

"What the fuck is going on mom?" I said, angry. Not caring if Jayden was there.

"I didn't think you were home." My mom said, shocked.

"Well I am." I replied, staring at her.

"Babe, why are we here?" The man said.

"Babe? What the hell mom. Who the fuck is he?" I said, annoyed.

"Don't tell your father, Noelle." My mother replied, sternly.

"Bitch, I'm pretty sure he'll figure it out." I said, angrily.

"Whatever. I was planning to move out anyways. Well Noelle, meet my new fiancé. His names Jack. Be nice. He's going to be your step father. Yeah I may have been cheating on your father for 6 months but Jack was always there for me. I love him more than I ever loved your father." She replied, smiling.

"Fuck off Jack and Marissa." I said, sticking out the middle finger.

"Don't call me Marissa I am your mother!" She replied, screaming.

"YOUR NOT MY MOTHER. MY MOTHER LEFT US RIGHT WHEN BRENT DIED!" I screamed.

I covered my mouth with my hand, realizing what I said.

"DONT YOU EVER TALK ABOUT BRENT IN THIS HOUSE MISSY! YOUR SOME WOTHLESS LITTLE GIRL. I WISH I NEVER FUCKING GAVE BIRTH TO YOU. I HATE YOU NOELLE. GO FUCKING DIE!" She replied, yelling back.

Right when she said that, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. I looked behind me and saw Jayden.

"Let's go." He said quietly.

I nodded. We both got up and grabbed our skateboards. We walked through the door. I looked behind me and saw my "mom". She looked happy. Tears formed in my eyes. I cried. I put down my skateboard, so did Jayden.

I put my feet in position and skated forward. I looked behind me and saw Jayden, eyes full of concern. I looked away and skated forward. I found a park, looked empty and dull.

I put stopped skating and sat down on a bench. Jayden soon sat next to me. I looked

"Who's Brent?.." Jayden said.

"My brother.." I replied, looking at the ground.

"What happened to him?" He said, sounding concern.

"He died. 3 years ago. Brent was a momma's boy. When he passed away.. my mom took it hard. She became depressed. I didn't even consider her as a mom anymore. She took drugs.. she was up late. My dad knew about it. Yeah, my moms a lawyer. She's a bad one. Brent was only 15 when he died. He died by cancer. He didn't want treatment. We tried our best to save him. He just didn't want to be saved. My dad loved Brent but not as much as my mom did. Brent was a loving, caring guy. My mom just snapped when he left. She was standing right next to him when he stopped breathing." I whispered, tears falling.

He didn't say anything after that. He slipped his hands on my waist, lightly massaging them. I placed my head on his shoulder, still crying.

"Don't cry Noelle.." He said softly.

"I'm broken.." I said, making him barely hear it.

"Noelle, everything broken can be fixed. Even a person. I'll pick up your pieces. I'll be the shoulder you cry on. I'll be the one who's there for you. I promise." He said, hugging me.

I looked at him.
He looked at me.

"Your beautiful." He said.

"I wish." I replied, hugging him.

"You are Noelle." He said, kissing my forehead.

We both let go of each other. Looking deeply into eachothers eyes. His eyes were beautiful. They were green, with a tint of hazel. I looked at his jaw. Perfect jawline. I looked at his lips. So kissable. Looks so soft.

I looked away, ignoring my thoughts.

"We should head back, it's getting dark." He said, looking at the sky.

"Yeah. Can I sleepover at your house? I don't feel like going back home." I replied.

"Sure, just text your dad." He said, smiling.

To: Papa Bear

I'm sleeping over at a friends house. See you tmrw dad. Love you. I'll tell you why I'm sleeping over later, night. xx

A few minutes later I got a reply.

Okay, have fun kiddo! Love you too.

I sighed in relief. I grabbed my skateboard and put it down. Jayden did the same. We both positioned our feet and started skating. I followed him towards his house.

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