Rosie's pov:
When I get back to the hotel its about nine o' clock.
I open the hotel door and JC is the only one there, Again.
Tayler and Kian are always doing things together.
"Hey." I say throwing my bag behind the door and shutting it behind me.
He grumbles something under his breath.
"What?" I ask confused.
"What were you doing with Sam until nine o' clock at night, huh?" He walks towards me.
"I er, missed him so we hung out at the fair on the boardwalk..." I say confused as to why JC was acting so angry.
"Mmhmm." He lays back down in his bed.
"If you had a problem with it why didn't you just text me?"
He shows me his shattered phone that won't turn on.
"How did this happen? It was fine last night."
"I threw it across the room." He snarls.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because Sam is no good for you."
"Actually there's nothing romantic with me and Sam but he's an amazing guy who understands me. Do you just want me to be single forever?" I say rudely. Its the first time me and JC have fought since sixth grade.
"No Delilah."
Did he really just called me by my real name instead of my nickname?
I act as if it didn't affect me.
"Then what is your issue?"
"I don't trust boys with you. They're all idiots."
"Since when do you become my father?"
"I'm not your father Delilah."
There we go again.
"Your far from it." I angrily chuckle and make my way to the other bed.
"Is that suppose to be an insult?"
"Did I say it was? Or was that suppose to be an insult to my father?"
"Don't ever say that. I love your father."
I don't reply, I didn't know what to say.
"I love him because he's smart about you and boys."
"You are not the boss of me."
"IM TRYING TO HELP YOU!" he shouts pulling me out of bed by my wrists and slamming me against the wall.
"What are you doing?" I say scared.
"I'm trying to help you."
"Your hurting me, actually."
He let's go and I manage to keep my balance, but I almost fall to the floor.
"Your so dramatic."
"Says the person that cried for a month when he got dumped by an idiot."
"Don't talk about Lia like that."
"Why, you still love her?" I tease.
"N-no." He studders.
"Yes you do. You can't move on." I laugh.
"Shut up you have no one to move on from, your always single."
"I wouldn't be if you didn't shoo that guy off that was cute."
"Oh so you thought he was cute?" He growls.
"Actually yes, I most certainly did." He clenches his fists.
"He was a douche bag, Delilah."
"Aww you guys have something in common."
And that's when he snapped, he got up and exited the room slamming the hotel door behind him.
And that's what left me in tears.
Did I just loose my best friend?
