the boy next door

Chapter 7

(A/N: hey I forgot that Abby was spending the night at Jace's house so let's pretend that it's the afternoon and she went home. K? K.)

Abby's POV

Today is the weekend and I have I stay with my dad for 2 days. Whoopie😒. I hate him for what he did to me and my mom. I hate that he abused my mom. I wish I could just slap some damn sense into that guy.

I pack some clothes and pjs in my bag. I put my laptop and my charger in my bag. I get my toothbrush and put it in the small zipper pocket. (A/N: it's me again lol😂 I have no idea what those little pocket zipper things are called lol)

I pack my eyeliner and mascara and put my bag by the door. I grab my phone and tell Jace that I'm going to my dad's house.

Me: hey😔 sadly I'm going to my dad's house this weekend. Wish me luck

He doesn't text back. I get up and go to the kitchen and make me a sandwich and grab a bag of chips. I go back to my room and turn on my phone. I go on Instagram and like a few fans post about me and Jace then I get a text from Jace.

Jace: 😱😱😭😭😭😭😢 noooooo stay here!

Me: wish I could 😥

Jace: why do you have to go there anyways? He's abusive

Me: my mom wants me to try and forgive him and give him a chance since he IS my dad but I can NEVER forgive him

Jace: i understand. I will miss you😿😽

Me: I will miss u too. Bye!

Jace: bye

I turn off my phone and put it in my bag. "Ready to go?" My mom asks grabbing the keys. "No, I don't even want to see him," I say with a sigh. "I know sweetie it's hard for me too, just thinking about him makes me want to punch him in the face like he did to me. I regret marrying him," my mom says walking out the door. I grab my bag.

I get in the car and listen to the radio and Leave Me Alone by Michael Jackson is on (song at the top). This is the perfect song for this moment.

LATER...

We arrive at my dad's house. I get out and grab my bag. My mom walks me to the door. "If anything happens, call me," she says. "You bet I will," I say giving her a hug. She waves goodbye. I wave back. I ring the doorbell.

No answer.

I ring it again, this time I hold it.

My dad opens the door. "Abby! Sweetie! How are you?" He asks hugging me. "Fine," I mumble back. "Oh come on you don't want to give your own paps a hug?" He asks hugging me again. I give him a side hug and walk away.

"Your room is upstairs, the third door on the right," he says. Oh so he's not gonna show me up to my room. Rude. My dad sits on the couch and watches football I go to my room. It's almost empty. All it has is a bed a dresser and a closet, no accessories no nothing. Not even a tv? Wow.

After I'm on my phone playing Slither.io I get hungry. I go downstairs and I look for my dad. He's nowhere to be found. I go to his bedroom and take a peek. My dad is in his room watching tv and getting totally wasted. "What are you doing in here?! GET OUT!" He yells. I slam the door and I hear something crash.

I run to my room and I close the door and lock it. I call my mom, she answers immediately. "What's wrong sweetie?" Mom asks anxiously. "Dad- he's drunk and he just yelled at me and I think he tried to throw something at me-" I hear a loud bang on my door. "Who are you talking to?! And open this door now!" My dad yells. He continues banging on the door.

"Hurry!" I say to my mom. I hang up.

"Abby, let me in now! Don't let me come in there!" My dad tries to break down the door.

The door breaks and crashes to the floor. "I told you to open this door!" He says grabbing my arm. He twists my arm. I cry in pain. "Stop! That hurts! And I didn't want to let you in because your all getting drunk in front of your own daughter and abusing me! First mom now me?!" I say crying. He pushes me and I fall onto the broken door. I land on my leg and get a huge scar on my leg.

"Dad! Help I'm bleeding!" I say. "I don't care! You need to stop acting like a little brat and listen to me! I regret even calling you my daughter!" He says angrily. I gasp. I can't believe he said that too me. I cry even harder. "Shut the fuck up!" My dad slaps me. My face stings from the hit. I hear police sirens. They get closer and closer. Then I hear banging in the door.

"OPEN UP ITS THE POLICE!" My dad goes downstairs. "Help!" I yell. I limp to the stairs. I see my mom coming towards me. She helps me down the stairs. I tell her everything that happened then I tell the police what happened. My dad got arrested because of child abuse for 5 years.

NEXT DAY...

I will NEVER forgive OR forget what my so called dad did to me. I have a huge bandage wrap around my leg. Turns out that a huge piece of wood got stuck in my leg and I had to go to the hospital for them to take it out.

I turn on my tv and The Amazing World of Gumball is on. I start watching it, it's pretty funny. Then my phone's ringtone goes off. I notice that Jace is trying to FaceTime me. I forgot to tell Jace what happened. I answer it.

"Hey" he says happily. He's only showing half of his face.

"Hi," I say.

"What's wrong?" He asks. He always knows what's wrong. I feel... Special.

(A/N: when I was typing that I was legit thinking of that song lol😂)

I tell Jace all that happened last night and that my dad got arrested for 5 years. Jace is in total shock.

"I'm coming over right now," he says.

I giggle. He looks cute when he's mad.

We hang up and I continue to watch the Amazing World of Gumball until I hear the doorbell ring like 3 times. I go downstairs and open the door. Jace is wearing a blue and white flanal and a white shirt with jeans (picture on top).

He looks sad. Then he looks down at my leg he sees the bandage. "That's what your dad did?" He asks while touching it. I hiss in pain. "Yes and it still kind of hurts so don't press too hard," I say. He hugs me tight. I hug him back. We let go. "I'm so glad your okay, I can't believe your dad would do something like that," he says in surprise and in shock. "Me neither," I say. "Hungry?" "No thanks I'll pass," he says. I nod. We go upstairs to my room.

We watch Henry Danger. But while we're watching, Jace kept staring at me. "What?" I ask. "Nothing," he says looking back at the tv. "Come on tell me," I beg. "It's just- I'm just really glad your okay, I don't know what I would've done if you were- gone," he says looking down.

I lift up his head and I lean in. We kiss for a very long time then let go. I lay my head on his chest and he plays with my hair while watching tv.