empty → nate maloley

twenty two

"i want you to take me home." i tell nate when rose let go of jack. nate was currently laying his head in my lap while i played with his hair throughout the movie

he tilted his head up to look at me. "you sure about that?" i nod. "lets go." he said, getting up.

"wait, now?"

he shrugs, "why not? gotta face your demons babe."

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i look out the window at me and mary jane's house. i glance over at nate with a worried expression.

"just go in." nate places his hand on my thigh.

i take a deep breath and nod, "okay." i slowly get out nate's car and walk up the sidewalk and onto our porch. i dig out my key- well bryan's, and unlock the front door. i step in and freeze when i see dad siting on the couch, watching tv. his eyes met mine, it doesnt look like he's being stressing much.

"mia." he acknowledges me.

"dad." i squeak out.

"dana already stopped by there's no need for you to be here." he says calmly.

"dad." i repeat with a sigh.

dad shakes his head, "how'd you get in here? do i need to change the locks again?"

i look down at my feet, not sure what to say.

dad looks out the door and scoffs. "is that nate outside?"

i nod, "yeah. it is." i open my mouth about to ask him if he'd like to meet him.

"just like your mom." he shakes his head again. "a whore?"

"don't you dare compare me to mom. i'm nothing like her." i snap, feeling the blood rush through my body.

"but you're just like her! you've always been!" dad stood up, yelling at me. "your mother was about being a slut while i took care of you and your brother!"

"maybe she wanted to be away from you!" i scream back. "i can see why." i scoff

"don't come back." he spits at me. my heart drops.

"maybe i don't want to come back!" i argue.

"so what you're going to leave with nate?" he scoffs with a laugh. "is he going to drop you off at school too?"

"you never even dropped me off at school." i squint my eyes.

the anger is clear in his face. "out, now mia joyce!" he shouts, pointing to the door behind me.

"dad?" i heard bryan stomp down the stairs. "what's all the yelling- mia..." he stops when he sees me.

"you know what? this was clearly a mistake," i say. i then look up at my brother. "goodbye bryan." i turn on my heels almost running out the door. i quickly run to nate's car before the tears started falling.

"mia, wait!" i hear making me stop. i turn around and see bryan jogging to me. he quickly engulfs me in a hug and whispers to me, "i hope you know what you're doing."

i pull away with a laugh, wiping the tear that did escape. "that's the thing, i don't know what i'm doing."

bryan looks behind me at nate's car. "that nate?" he asks and i nod. "i'll walk you over there."

we make our way to nate's car and i hop in. bryan bends down and folded his arms across the window, resting his chin. "you take care of my baby sister all right?"

nate glances at me and smiles, "until my last breath." he says, making me blush madly.

bryan rolls his eyes, only joking. he then becomes serious again, "i'll talk to dad." he says to me.

"okay." i try to say but it comes out as a whispers.

"see ya, mia." he nudges me and nods to nate before walking back towards the house.

"how'd it go?" nate asks me.

i shake my head, "not good." i look over at him, "he told me not to come back." i said, my tears finally broke through.

i could tell nate didn't know what to do and that was okay, i didn't know either. he used his thumb to rub circles on my thigh as i sobbed in his car.

"everything will be okay mia." he whispers to me.

i shake my head and just say nothing, heaving from the crying. nate licks his lips and takes the hand of my thigh, putting his car back in drive. i feel the car pull off, and i looked back at the house i was no longer welcomed in.

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i had to add bryan's fine ass again bc damn daddy. fuck nate. #teambryan.