Chapter 8

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I left my house and quickly walked to Richelle's, I felt out of place in Richelle's neighbourhood so even when we were dating I only went there a handful of times but I still know they way. I reach the huge metal gates, they're shut I know only one way to get in and that's climbing, I know it's wrong but I'm doing this for Richelle. I clamber over nearly falling repeatedly but eventually I'm over and walking down the stony driveway. I reach her door and knock, it's a loud and confident knock that in now ay represents how I feel, I'll admit it, I'm scared of Richelle's Dad, and when I say scared I been terrified, he's never liked me because I don't come from a wealthy background. The door gets swung open and I see the last person I wanted to see, her Dad.

"what do you want?" he seethes, I'm scared, this is for Richelle, for Richelle this is the only thought that stops me from turning and fleeing

"I was wondering where your daughter was today at rehearsal." I say in a voice that sounds far more confident than I feel, he looks me up and down before slamming the door in my face. I don't know what I did wrong and I don't know how to fix it so I take the hint and leave.

Richelle's POV

I've been wandering for hours now, I have no idea where to go or what to do. I'm lost, I'm a helpless sixteen year old girl that might be pregnant or just had their father kill their baby, neither stories sound good. The sun's beginning to set and I need somewhere to spend the night, I think of going to Noah's because he's the one person that I still love, even if he doesn't feel the same about me, but then I remember that Amanda will probably be there, sucking his face off and swallowing his tongue I shudder at the thought.

It's fully dark now and I still have nowhere to sleep, there's only one place that still feels slightly like home, the studio. I decide that I'm going there, I know the back way in that won't be locked, I can sleep in the costume closet on a stack of costumes. It's the best option I've got right now so I walk there quickly seeking the warmth of being inside.

Once I get there I climb through the window and walk through the empty corridors, my feet take me to the costume closet and I open the door. I walk in and go to the back corner so if somebody walks in in the morning they won't see me. I begin to gather cloths up for underneath me and then place my bag at one end, I can use that as a pillow. I lie down and begin to drift off.

I'm almost asleep when I hear voices, I'd recognise those voices anywhere, they were Jiley. The door to the closet opens and the step in, assuming it's empty they begin a very steamy make out. I try to shut my eyes but I can hear them both moaning, I'm trapped in a small room with Jiley making out, fun.

It gets no better, I occasionally open my eyes but instantly shut them again, they're both swallowing each other alive. All of a sudden the moaning stops and I open my eyes, that's when I see a sight I never want to see, James is stood there naked, putting on a condom. They're really going this far? I have to lie in a room whilst the studio head and her boyfriend have sex? This is the worst torture.

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