KRYAN

Chap. 10

*Kylie*

When I got to the party I didn't see Bryan or Ryan anywhere. After 5 minutes of searching I decided to get something to drink. I wanted vodka but since I got drunk last time I decided on a soda.

Five minutes later I got vodka and mixed it with a soda. I can't help but drink at a party, it's natural. I spot Colton and Asher on a couch smoking weed and surrounded by girls. Bryan has got to be nearby. I scan the room and my eyes land on something I didn't want to see.

Bryan and Veronica making out and another random girl touching all over him. He looks up at me and smirks. He taps his friends and points to me but before they could turn around and laugh I walk upstairs. Jealousy and anger cloud my vision as I take another gulp of my drink. All problems can be solved with a little alcohol.

I find a room unoccupied and lock the door. The bed is extremely comfortable so I lay down and start to close my eyes.

The door starts jingling and a football player that I don't recognize walks in and locked the door back. What the hell? He looks up at me and I realize that his name is Doug Harris. He's worse than Ryan and now I'm locked in a room with him.

"Heyyyy" He slurs while stumbling over to me. I try to get up and run to the door but he slams me back down on the bed.

"HE-" I try to scream but he covers my mouth and nose almost smothering me. I can't breathe and he won't stop so I stop resisting.

"Nobody is gonna help you Kylie" He says while kissing my neck and grabbing my breast so hard it feels like someone threw a football at it.

As soon as I feel like no one is going to help me the door flys open and Ryan pulls Doug off of me. I wipe imaginary dirt off of myself, feeling extra dirty.

I grab Ryan off of Doug and we run out the room door. "I'm fine Ryan. Thank you so much for helping me. I felt so fucking hopeless." I cried into his shirt. Ryan squeezes me tightly to reassure that I'm safe with him.

"Do you want me to take you home?"

I shake my head no and start walking out the door with my head down. I guess I should've looked up because I bumped into someone again but I didn't fall. I looked up and it was Bryan and Asher. I didn't even apologize when I started walking to my car.

He watched my every move.

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When I get home my mom is sitting on the couch in her favorite spot. I almost tear up again but I hold it in as I cuddle up beside her.

"Kylie, what's wrong honey?" She asks yawning. I started sobbing while relaying all my feelings to her. I even told her how it felt when she wasn't home.

"Oh Kylie, this is all my fault! It's just after your dad left I've been trying to hold myself together but I forgot that he hurt you as well."

I hug my mom tight and kiss her forehead before going up to my room and getting ready for bed. Once I'm out of the shower and dressed I hop in bed with my phone and get on Wattpad.

RING RING!! My dads name flashed across my screen. I hesitated before picking it up.

"Kylie, how have you been?" Dad asks sounding anything but concerned. I sigh and answer "Fine". I hear shuffling in the background and then silence.

"I heard some disturbing things about you Kylie" Dad says sounding agitated. I wonder what I did wrong? "What's up?" I ask.

"Don't you dare what's up me! I heard that you've been getting drunk, going to parties, and hanging out with boys! I didn't raise you to be a slut so young! Kylie I'm disappointed in you and your mother. I let her raise you an-" I stopped him right in his tracks with a hang up to the phone.

I jump out of bed and stomp down the stairs to where my mother is sleeping. What did she tell him?

"Mom wake up" I say getting annoyed. She looks at me with a sad smile likes she knows what just happened.

"Did you tell dad I was going to parties?" I ask. She sighs and places her hands over mine "Yes Kylie. I was so worried when you came home drunk that I called your father and told him. That's why I'm home sweetie. I'm home because I knew he would call." She says sadly.

"So you didn't even come home for me huh? You just came because dad was calling." I ask sadly. She nods at me with her head down and I walk back up to my room with tears in my eyes and lock my door. My mom comes up and knocks over and over until she gets tired.

I think I'm done with my parents for the time being.

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I woke up to a beautiful Saturday and I smelled breakfast downstairs. My mom was probably cooking breakfast for me because I was so upset last night.

I did my morning routine and went downstairs to collect my breakfast and go. I loved my mom but I don't want to talk about last night with her and I definitely don't want to eat in an awkward silence.

"Well don't you look beautiful" She smiles. Yep, she's totally kissing my ass. I'm literally wearing a black Nike rain coat with a tank top underneath, because it's chilly, blue skinny jeans, and those same black high top converse. I looked like shit compared to her. She's always dressed in dresses and heels with fucking bomb ass makeup. She looked like Lobster and I looked like frozen shrimp.

"Mom I'm going to Jesses house. I'm gonna take the food to go." I say and her smile drops off her face. She nods her head knowingly as I grab my food and leave. I'm not really going to Jesses house but I'm not staying home either.

I drove to this little beach area with parks and grills for parties. I love it here because it's so peaceful.

RING RING!! Well there goes my peace. Butterflies resurface in my stomach when Ryan's name flashes across the screen. I answer almost immediately.

"Hey Ryan!" I say rather enthusiastically. He chuckles and says "You're really excited for it being a Saturday morning. Every morning at school you are unapproachable so I assumed you weren't a morning person".

We talked all morning and I loved it. He even asked me out on a proper date. I said yes obviously and then I called Jess.

"Hey Jess, I'm coming to pick you up." I say. "Why? Did you finally want to get a nipple piercing!?" She screams.

"No, I need an outfit for Friday."

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I'm writing a lot more than I used to.

That is all.

Bye 😘✌🏾️