Sometimes Running is the Best Option

15- Never Shatter Someone When They're Vulnerable

Chapter 15- Never Shatter Someone When They're Vulnerable

Amber's POV

Well, here goes nothing...

I watched my feet as they slowly made their way to the front door.

"Man, all this talk about love is making me want Josh. Good luck Amber!" I heard Emily shout as she ran up the stairs but I could only hear parts of what she said. My thoughts drifted to her advice earlier.

Sometimes you have to let your guard down, let it down even if it leaves you feeling vulnerable. Scott will be there to help.

I just hope she is right because as much as I hate to admit, I'm too fragile right now to be rejected. I want nothing more to love him, for him to love me, but my subconscious just loves playing with me. I'm sure the same happened to our parents, they thought they could handle it and they just snapped. Items would be thrown along with vulgar comments. Ones that I wish I could ignore at the moment when I am about to confess to Scott. But that's not going to happen, no because it would be too easy then.

What if he thinks we're too vulnerable? What if he only loves me out of pity.

Somehow I knew these accusations were wrong, not Scott. Scott wouldn't do anything like that. I took a deep breath as I opened the door. My walls were completely down and I needed Scott. The feeling was strange, needing someone, but I had to swallow my pride and confess. I walked inside towards the door that Scott was in when I heard someone say my name.

"So Amber is your mate?"

"Yes! How many times do I have to say it!" I couldn't pick out who was talking but this voice I was sure belonged to my mate. "And I just, it's getting aggravating!" I was almost at the door when I heard him. I know I should just push through the doors and ignore this conversation but I wanted to hear what I had done, even when I had a pretty good idea. What type of damage had I done?

"What is?"

"Her! She- I- she- I just wish she never even showed up in this damn town! I wish she had stayed a rogue and died a rogue!" He yelled at the four men I could now see through a crack in the door. I had no idea such cruel words could come from a human being, but here I was listening to them from the last person I would expect to have said them. The men gasped loudly, some with disgust and some with shock. Mine was the loudest even when I didn't realize I had. As soon as it left my lips, Scott's angry face was met with mine.

So much for letting my walls down, I felt too vulnerable and I hated it. How stupid was I to think Scott would be there? He's just like my father!

I started to back out of the doorway when Scott was there instantly holding me with a new expression. I didn't have time to see it, nor did I want too, I knew I wouldn't be able to take it. I left the familiar feeling of anger take control along with a new expression, vulnerability.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch me" I spat out with as much anger as I could muster into those four words. I watched as he visibly flinched at my words but I didn't care, I wanted out of there. I wanted to get away from everyone when I was too vulnerable to even see this coming.

So I did the only thing I knew,

I ran.

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A/N

What's up strawboes! I have actually been saying that at school and no one seems to question it, I guess they're just so used to my weirdness that it has turned to something normal.

So... I don't have much to say.... except I love all of you who are reading this! And don't worry it's not going to be the cliché where girl gets hurt, girl runs, boy finds, boy fixes, and boom! kids! Noooooo!!!! NOT that! There will be more!

Love you strawboes!

Byeeee

-Amber