Ericka's POV October 13th
It's been almost two weeks since Jordan last saw that text Kenzie sent me. I've been able to keep him from seeing the rest that Kenzie has sent me, but the constant worry that Jordan might see the other ten she's sent me isn't what keeps me up at night.
It's the constant threat that Kenzie can hurt me.
She can easily come into my house and verbally abuse me, or even after school. Anywhere, I can receive crap from Kenzie for liking the guy she's liked for a good amount of time. In a way, I feel like Kenzie has the right to be doing this. She liked Jordan first. I'm just some girl he fell in love with. I'm the bump in Kenzie's road, that's stopping her from getting to her destination. Her destination is Jordan, if it isn't obvious yet. That's when I remember, that she has no right to be attacking me in the way she has been. Jordan chose me over her, because she's a desctructive person. Jordan chose me, and that's all that matters.
I heard the door open downstairs. Finally, Mom was home. I exited my room and walked down the stairs. But what I saw at the door wasn't my Mom. My Mom wasn't a blonde. Nor did she wear galaxy leggings and oversized sweaters.
Kenzie was the one who entered my house.
I bit my lip, wishing I had my phone in my pocket, so that I could text Jordan to come and help me. Ugh, the one time I don't bring my phone. Kenzie slammed the door, turning to me. Her face was angry, but when wasn't it? We made eye contact.
"Come down here." she commanded, her voice sounded bitter. This was my time, I had to stand up to her.
"N-no." I stuttered, my grip on the railing tightened as she hit the wall. Okay, maybe I should have listened to her, her face is so red, I feel like she might explode. I rushed down the stairs, going up to her, yet staying a good didstance back so she couldn't easily hurt me.
"Good, you can actually listen." she said sarcastically. She walked up to me, getting into my peronsal space, making me highly uncomfortable. "You know why I'm pissed off, right?" she asked me, as if I didn't know.
"Yes...?" I asked in a very confused tone. I had a clue, but it could be something else. I don't really know. But my tone made Kenzie groan, and place her fingers on her temples.
"Are you kidding me? Are you and Jordan the most clueless people on this planet?" she screamed at me. I placed my hands on my cheeks, which is what I usually did when I was frustrated or afraid. In this case, it was a mix of both. I can't do anything to make Kenzie, happy, unless I destroy my own happiness. No, she couldn't take Jordan from me. I have to put myself before Kenzie for once, for me.
"I'm n-not kidding." I stammered, putting my hands down and clenching them into fists. "I'm not your personal slave, Kenzie. I'm not going to break my own heart for your entertainment and happiness." I stood up for myself. "It's time I'm happy for once. I think that's fair enough, after all the shit you've put my through." I crossed my arms, feeling proud of myself. Kenzie looked confused for a moment, before her eyes lit up. She had an idea, I could feel it coming.
"I guess Jordan is more important than you... secret." Kenzie said, smiling at me. My eyes widened, she wouldn't dare use that against her.
"You know I can't help that..." I spoke, looking down at the ground. I fucking hate Kenzie right now. I can't let her tell anybody what happened to me. It's a family secret, and Kenzie wouldn't have even known if she wasn't so close to the family.
"Or can you?" she questioned me, walking around me in circles. I swallowed the lump in the throat, my fists straightening out. "Nobody loves, you, Ericka. Not even Jordan. And we all know your Uncle Jack hated you." she taunted me. I felt a warm tear trickle down my cheek. She was getting to me, she was going to get her way, because of a stupid secret I wouldn't let escape.
"He hated me, I know." I confessed. "I think he made that pretty obvious, he almost killed me.." I muttered out, another tear trickling down my cheek. The flash backs began, to when I was seven. Uncle Jack, everybody's favorite Uncle. Except mine. He would never be my favorite.
"Everybody, Uncle Jack is here!" a small boy called out, running to the door as Uncle Jack entered. He gave all the children hugs, except a reluctant Ericka, who had been standing behind the crowd of children.
"Well, Ericka?" he called out to her. "You going to give Uncle Jack a hug?" he asked. Ericka frantically nodded her head no, running away to her parents, who were sitting with the other adults. She tugged on the hand of her mother, who looked down at her.
"What's wrong, dear?" she asked, looking down at her toddler. Ericka pointed over to Uncle Jack, who was walking towards her. Ericka quickly hid under her mothers arm, until Uncle Jack lifted Ericka into the air, making her scream. "Oh, Jack. Put her down." her mother commanded. "She doesn't like that."
"What?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "I just wanted to say hi to my favorite niece." he said, holding Ericka in his arms. "I think she's tired, I'll put her to sleep for you." he offered. Ericka's mother didn't deny the offer, and allowing for him to do so. Uncle Jack took the infant up the stairs, taking her to a room and shutting the door behind him.
I cut off the memories before they got to the bad parts, I can't break down right now in front of Kenzie, she already thinks I'm weak.
"So, what do you say?" she spoke. "I keep your secret, and you give me Jordan." she said again. Another few tears barreled out of my eyes. My secret at the moment, is more important than Jordan. I have to let go of Jordan, even if it means I'll be crying my heart out the next few days.
"Okay..." I whispered. Kenzie turned to me, leaning in.
"What did you say? I want you to say it louder." she said, giggling.
"You can have him. You win." I said the words that would give Kenzie great happiness, yet give me an empty feeling inside me. Kenzie squealed, hugging me.
"I'm so glad were friends again!" she said happily. I grew angry with her, shoving her off of me. "What was that for?" she asked, acting dumbfounded.
"I didn't say we were friends, Kenzie. You're a bitch, and we're never going to be friends. You lost me because you're a jealous, selfish person. You need me more than I'll ever need you." I screamed at her, leaving her speechless. Before she could say another word, I opened the door. "Now, get the fuck out of my house, and don't you dare intrude or I'll call the cops." I threatened. Kenzie nodded, exiting the house. I quickly ran up the stairs, beginning to cry. Nobody was here to see me cry, anyways. I was fine. I quickly dialed Jordan's number. I had to put him down easy.
"Hello?" I heard him speak through the line. His voice made my heart ache. I was losing him to Kenzie. Why couldn't I have had a normal life?
"Jordan, I can't deal with this anymore." I spoke, my voice cracking. "I-I have to break up with you." I heard him gasp through the line. I hurt him, and the fact that I was hurting him killed me on the inside.
"Ericka, what are you talking about?" he questioned me. "Are you okay? Ericka, I don't know what you're thinking but we can work this out. I promise." he begged, trying to make me stay with him. I let out a sob. "Ericka, please don't cry." he said softly through the line. These were the last comforting words I'd hear from him.
"I'm so sorry, Jordan." I sobbed, hanging up on him before I could say anymore. I threw my phone at the wall, not even caring if it broke. I grabbed the nearest thing to me, which ende dup being a pillow, and sobbed into it. My grip tightened on it as flashbacks of all the moments I had with Jordan ran through my mind. I won't ever get him back now, he's with Kenzie. And it's all because of stupid Uncle Jack. I felt my face burn, in the exact same spot he hit me in when I was younger. I kept letting the memories of his physical abuse on my little body play through my mind. I wanted to feel guilty, sad. I remembered the last time he hurt me, the day everybody found out. He was pretending to be putting me to sleep, but instead took out his frustrations and anger on me. All the harmful words stuck to my mind like a tattoo. My near death, because he went overboard. My parents disowning the entire family out of their own anger, and moving us to Ridge. The news that came three years later, that Uncle Jack killed himself. I let it all replay through my head, until I fell asleep.
Yep, bitch Kenzie just blackmailed Ericka into breaking up with Jordan. *tear*
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