= chapter 5 =

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I know I seem like a bitch, but I just needed that satisfaction of knowing they felt that same terrible hurt that I did. But, suprisingly they don't seem that hurt so I'm not done here. I march out from behind the bush and walk up to the now shut front door. I ring the bell and it is slowly opened. As rude as it is I don't give a fuck I push right past him into the warm house. Unlike my cold broken home that is completely lifeless at this point from my pain and everything packed in boxes. I march down his stairs and out of the corner of my eyes I see him motion Peyton to come down too. They both fellow me down the narrow stair case. I plop myself on the old chair in the corner of Jake's room, Peyton and him sit on his bed. I give them stern looks before I speak up.

"Are you proud of what you did? Are you happy you don't have to deal with me any lon-" that bitch decides to interrupt me.

"Please don't Ari let me expla-" fuck no I'll interrupt right back

"Excuse me I really was not finished talking and you don't deserve to explain. There is no need to I already know that I couldn't give him what he wanted. Sorry I'm not a slut but you knew Jake that I was not losing my virginity until after we graduated! So I guess you found the box I left you, huh?" they slowly nod so I don't completely and utterly lose my shit on them.

"Yea well I found it while I was packing and I don't want it. I could give less of a shit what you do with it. None of those memories matter to me anymore" I say

"Packing?" She at least gets to know this since I spent my whole life with her.

"I'm moving. Which should be great news to you since hate me anyways. Yea, I'm going to England out of the country. And I would love to give desperate goodbyes to each of you so if Peyton you could leave the room." she gets up and walks out giving Jake a simpethitic look as if she is sorry for him to have to listen to me. She should becausw there is about to be a wrath of hell laid out on him. She shuts the door.

"IM NOT AFRAID OF YOU ANYMORE. YOU RULED ME SAYING IF I EVER LEFT YOU YOU'D KILL ME LIKE IM YOUR DOG OR SOMETHING! YOU ABUSED ME! FUCK NO! YOU DESTROYED ME AND IVE HAD ENOUGH OF IT. YOU WONT CONTROL ME ANY LONGER IM MY OWN FUCKING PERSON YA KNOW. IM OVER IT! AND I FEEL FUCKING SORRY FOR PEY THAT SHE HAS TO DEAL WITH YOU ONCE IM GONE! IVE NEVER TOLD ANYONE ABOUT YOU EVER! BUT IF YOU EVER COME LOOKING FOR ME I WONT HESITATE! BELIEVE M-"

I'm interrupted by a blow to the face. Then he grabs my hair and I feel that stabbing pain from being thrown into the corner of his desk. I can't believe no matter how many times he did this to me I let him and forgave him. Not this time. I fall onto the ground and kicks me in the face and in the stomach. I have a loss for breath and I build up enough voice to scream "HELP!! ANYO-" again I'm interrupted but this time by his shoe to my jaw. I screech from the pain and I can feel the tears pouring down my face.

The door opens to his room and for once there is hope. But, I'm used to the abuse by now.

Through the slit of my eye I see Pey in the doorway. All of the sudden she runs over to punch him in the face. He falls to the ground and she picks me up off the ground.

I can feel her running as she hits the pavement of the small sidewalk to our front door. She slams on my front door and I hear my mom open the door and scream. My sight is fading.

"What happened!?" my mom screams now all of us in tears.

She pulls us inside the new sudden warmth of our house hitting me I'm guessing from knowing its a safe barrier from that sycotic bastard.

Pey lays me on the couch and I hear her say to my mom "She went for a run and she slipped at the top and rolled down the hill hitting trees and plants on her way home. She called me and all I could hear was crying and the name of the park she was at. It was the park right down the street. I ran all over until I found her and carried her here!" she always knew about how I didn't want .y mom to know what Jake does to me!

"OH DARLING" she yells as she runs from the bathroom with rubbing alcohol, ice packs, bandaids and other essentials. Once she aids me she sits on the couch lifting my head and sitting under it. Peyton brings me tea and digs through boxes to pull out the movie "R.I.P.D." and we watch it on the last TV set up in the house until I fall asleep.

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Wow I'm the one who wrote it and that even caught me off guard! I hope you liked it. And this is the second update for the day so because it is on the same day as the last update I won't be doing another qotd so

love you all

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