Sophie's POV
I stopped dead in my tracks as soon as I heard Tyler speak. He couldn't possibly be working for my Dad could he? I mean, he was the one that left us, why would he want to know what I'm up to?
"W-What are you talking about?" I gave Tyler a confused look.
"Yup. Your father has sent me here to find out what you're doing." He still had that disgusting smirk spread acorss his face and I so badly wanted to smack it off.
"And how do I know that you're not lying?" I was getting so angry, I felt everything building up inside my body. Rage was taking over. How dare he say something so personal as a joke.
"Oh hunny, you want proof? I'll give you proof." He sauntered his way over to where I was standing. He quickly took out his phone and went to recent calls. He scrolled through until his thumb stopped on what was apparently my fathers number. He flashed me his bright screen.
"Here, look. Pyatt. Right there." He said pushing his phone into my face.
"Anyone can change a contact dipshit. You're not fooling anyone." Justin spat. He hated Tyler more than I did. And to be honest, I loved how protective he was being towards me. I know Justin and I are best friends but there was something that just made me feel so safe when he was next to me.
"Fine, if you really think that I changed someone's contact, lets give daddy a little call shall we?" Tyler hit a couple buttons and seconds later the dial tone was ringing through the air.
"What the hell do you want now Tyler?" A raspy voice said through the speakers. I knew that voice all too well. The tears started to form at the corners of my eyes and I tried so hard to push them away. I stepped away from the crowd and tried to pull myself back together. Tyler had no right to be here and my father had no right to try and contact me, especially this way. I heard Tyler end his call and after a few minutes I went to go confront him once more.
"So sweetheart, believe me now?"
I walked straight up to him without second guessing anything. As I got close to him I could see his confused expression. My hand easily whipped across his face. A feeling of satisfaction blew over me. I looked back at Justin who was emotionless, his eyes went wide and his lips didnt part. I smiled at him and when he realized that I was, he smiled back and me and gave me a high five.
"You're a bitch." Tyler screamed as he grabbed his right cheek.
"Bro, shut the-" Justin said before I put my hand on his chest to calm him down.
"It's okay Justin, I don't need your help. I can do this." I gave him a reassuring look and he backed off a little bit. He crossed his arms and nodded his head like I was given permission to blow up in Tyler's face.
I turned around and looked straight at him. I started to chuckle. Not a full out chuckle but the one where you laugh because you can't believe how stupid someone is. "You know what I find really funny?" I said. Tyler looked up at me with hatred in his eyes. "What I find funny is that, no one really cares about you. Your family doesn't give a shit that you're here, I don't give a shit that you're here or that you're leaving here after this conversation, and I think WE ALL know that Justin most definietly does not give a fuck about you or anything that has to do with you. What I find really funny is that you are such a worthless person that you had to pretend to be someone different just to get dirt on me. You're such a fucking dipshit that I'm surprised you didn't blow this up earlier. But lets be honest, you didn't even last a day so I guess I can't say much huh?" I started to laugh to myself again. "You're so pathetic, I'm not even going to waste my breath talking to you." I turned around on my heels and walked back into Justin's house totally enthused with my actions.
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Fallen
FanfictionSophie Pyatt is your typical 18 year old girl with a little brother and a newly single mom. With her dad walking out on her family when she was barely a teenager, it made things even more complicated. This brown haired, green eyed beauty who has her...