Angeline*
I was bored. So very bored. There was nothing to do at all. Walter was being a pig eating pizza on the couch. His phone rang. "What?" He said rudely with a mouthful of pizza.
I turned away and finished up my homework while Walter was mumbling into the phone,looking pale. Something was wrong. My cell vibrated under the pile of homework.
I looked away from Walter and fished my phone out and looked at the screen.
Come Over xxx -B
I smiled at my phone and got up. It was a school night but it was only 6. I ran upstairs ignoring the feeling at the pit of my stomach because of Walter.
I put on a pair of black skinny jeans a Marvel t-shirt and went downstairs. "Walter I'm going to Becca's." I yell putting on my shoes.
He popped out of the living room also wearing his shoes. "No you're not, your staying home tonight." He says dismissing me. How dare be tell me what to do? "No, I am going to Becca's." I said getting impatient with him.
He knew I hated it when he told me what to do, or if anyone told me what to do. He sighs and looks at my, "Fine get in the fucking car than." He yells angrily at me.
What the hell is his problem. It must have been that phone call, I just know it. "I'd rather walk." I said grabbing my jacket and walking out.
I heard him sigh heavily behind me, then he was by my side. "I'm sorry, I just don't want you to get in trouble." He says stopping me from walking any further. "You didn't have to be a dick about it." I answer. "I know, I'm sorry for yelling at you." He says looking sorry and concerned.
"Who called you?" I asked. He pales. "No one, come on An let me drive you to Becca's." He said pleading with his eyes. I sighed and dropped the subject and walked to the passenger side of the car.
The ride to Becca's was silent, there was tension steaming off of Walter he was also fidgeting a lot and he only did that when he was extremely scared. "Are you okay?" I asked although I already knew he was gunna lie and say yes. "Yes," He lied. "You do realiz-" I started to say that I knew he was lying but he cut me off. "Yes." He obsessively knowing what I was gunna say too.
He parked the car in front of Becca's house and turned to me. He stared at every inch of my face and smiled. This can't be good. "Walt-" "I love you." He cut me off again.
I was worried about him now. "I love you too." I said now smiling at him. I opened the car door and stepped out. "Make sure to call me to pick you up okay?" he said in a more serious tone. "Okay." I said shutting the car door and walking up to Becca's porch.
I rang the door bell and turned to look if Walter had gone yet. He hadn't. Becca opened the door with a squeal and hugged me. I groaned as she squeezed my neck. "Guess what?!" She yelled at me. I covered my ears and gave her an annoyed look.
"Sorry." She said knowing I hated it when people touched me. I looked out the door and saw Walter laughing at me, he waved and drove away.
"Bitch I said guess what." Becca said shutting the door and walking to the kitchen. "What?" I said with a sigh. "You have to guess." She said while getting ice cream out of the freezer and starts eating it from the tub. "Fucking spit it out." I say to her getting impatient.
If Walter and I had anything in common then it's us being impatient. Becca gives me an annoyed look and puts her spoon in the tub of ice cream.
"Well actually there's a couple things happening, I don't know where to start." She says more to herself than me. "How about you start with the least important." I give her a fake smile.
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Teen FictionAngeline is normal girl, everything seems to be working out just fine in her life. She's living with her brother Walter who became overprotective when their parents died in a car crash. She has a couple friends and everything is just fine in her lif...