Something more♡

Chapter thirteen

Confrontation is the one thing I avoided the most, but I shouldn't have. The worry of something going wrong at the time of confrontation scared me the most, yet I decided that it was finally time to do so.

People hide things for reasons, but certain reasons are not to be justified. Lying for nothing more than greed isn't the right thing to have done; lying for want is nothing but selfishness. Nothing about someone is worse than them being selfish and putting themselves before others when there's no need. Possessiveness is what he showed upon me and that is what I wanted to show him was mine.

Lies, hidden truths and answers is what I wanted. But I was given something else in return; pain, agony and despair.

Soon after arriving home, I began planning on what I was going to say to Toni once he got home but my plan went down really badly, bad enough to think whether it was even worth it or not.

I began scattering through my belongings as I raged within, I was annoyed at the whole situation; despite it being so stupid it was the harsh reality of which I was in the centre of.

I wasn't looking for anything yet I began cluttering through items. Throwing items on the floor, I sat around with tears threatening to spill. Why I was so upset; I have no idea, but I wanted to cry and let everything out, all the pain and betrayal is what lingered within me.

Sometime later, I found myself sat against my bed with my head placed on my knees as I let out croaky winces; my head hurt, my thoughts weren't with me and my emotions were all over the place. I just wanted to disappear for a while and get away from everything but in my books that is not an option.

Confrontation soon arrived upon me as I heard the door open signalling that Toni was back. Cautiously, I made my way to the bathroom where I washed my tear stained face and sorted out the tangly mess I call my hair.

After stepping out from the bathroom, I took a deep breath then walked down the stairs and to see where Toni was. Thinking I'd get answers; I followed the noise which came from the basement, I went down to the basement where Toni was cutting a piece of wood with a saw in hand. He often did wood work, it was something he did in opposition to my art work and in all honesty I was glad he did that because he was able to put his talent into place.

"Hey babe, what are you doing down here?" Toni looked up and smiled at me which then turned into a frown. "What's wrong? Have you been crying?"

"No I haven't but I need to talk to you." I answered.

"Okay, what's up?" He asked as I walked closer to him.

"I want the truth."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know."

"Seriously just tell me properly." He began getting annoyed. "You've been acting so strange recently and I want it to stop."

"Strange? You're the one to speak, You've lied to me from day one. I've found out some things and I want answers from you, I can't take this any longer."

"Just stop, will you?" He raised his voice making me jump.

"I can't believe this. You're putting it off, I think it's time you speak up."

"What the fuck are you even talking about?"

"Brendon."

"Oh."

"Yes, oh."

"Whatever he's told you, it's probably a lie."

"You're the one who's lying to me, not him!"

"I don't know what he's said but it's best if you forget it all and stop talking to that idiot."

"He's my friend and you know that, so no I can't forget everything and stop talking to him." I began raising my voice even louder. "I can't believe you hid so much from me and the fact that you've been lying to my face all that time doesn't help either. You're a selfish person who doesn't give somewhat of a damn about anyone else! Almost one year, one fucking year- I've spent in this house with you. You don't care about me, I'm just here and every time I've wanted to leave you've stopped me in a way that I feel as if I'm to blame. Forget Brendon, you haven't even allowed me to go meet my father who lives so darn far away, you're just scared that if I go, I'll never come back. Why? Because you know how much of a bad person you are, you don't deserve anyone."

"I think you really should shut the hell up before I make you." He spoke in a tone of anger.

"No, I'm not going to shut up, that's all I've been doing since we've gotten together. And what you going to do? Eh, hurt me? Physically or mentally this time? You seem to enjoy both anyways."

"Seriously shut the fuck up." He began moving back until he came to a halt then stared at me intensely.

"I think it's best we end it all today. I'm not going to get the truth out of you anytime soon so it's better off that I leave, not just the room but this house, for good."

"No, you can't do that." He growled.

"You have no right to stop me, you're a mad man who can't handle the truth-" I was interrupted as he threw the saw towards me, thankfully I was able to dodge past it, making it crash straight into the glass cabinet behind me. The sound and intensity of the shattering glass made me fall to the ground as multiple pieces of glass slid into my skin.

"The shit I have to do to stop you." He grabbed his jacket from the side then began storming out of the basement and up the stairs. "I think it's best you stay down here for a while and think about how much of a bitch you've been." He shouted from the top of the stairs then banged the door shut, I heard the door being locked.

With pain of falling over and the glass pricking into me, it took me a moment to get up. Once I stood up, I ran up the stairs and banged on the door. "Open the door, you monster. Let me out. Please." I shouted but was probably useless as he had already left the building.

Upset and annoyed I came back down and sat against the wall as tears poured out. I felt stupid for this situation even occurring. I let out one last scream before my head felt heavy and I fell back.

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