Caught By The Bad Boys

Chapter Fifty Three: Breakdown

I had to go through so many moods to write this chapter. Lol. Enjoy! :)

Song: Youth

Artist: Daughter

Breakdown

Arguing.

Cursing.

Yelling.

That's all you could hear for the past thirty-five minutes. Including when I just yelled in their faces. The neighbours were getting annoyed so I told them to come inside. Yet being the bunch of assholes that they are, they left an unconscious Parker in the snow.

So after arguing for five minutes of who should go and get him, Ethan and Axel maned the f*ck up and went to go get him.

I felt like Edward from Twilight as I watched Parker rest on my sofa. I sat directly opposite him as my nostrils flared. The feeling of wanting to cry was suddenly gone as rage just filled my body. I wanted to punch someone. I wanted to throw something against the wall. I even wanted to throw the tv out the window.

The guys were in kitchen and I specifically hid the cinnamon rolls before they went in. The recent event played in my mind as I took in Parker's appearance. His face was all jacked up and beaten. Yet no pity or sympathy came from me, just anger and hatred.

I remembered in junior year Aidan, Parker and Austin would walk by. We all had Science together and my locker would be the closest to the janitor's closet. Austin and Aidan would pass me but Parker stayed.

I didn't want to enter that part of my life again. It was buried, deep down with everything else. I promised myself I wouldn't talk or think about it ever again.

The first ever bottle I got was from Keene which I later found out was from Parker.

When Parker found out that I have been using his product with no pay, he used it against me. He said he'd tell the whole school, principal, Mr Bronx and my parents. I couldn't let that happen, my life was already depressing. Levi left without saying goodbye and I didn't hear from him for a year so of course I would think it's my fault.

Now to hear from his mouth what he thinks of me made me feel lifeless. It all made sense. Yesterday when he said I could be a slut for him. He has never said something like that before so obviously I suspected something. Either that or I'm really a slut.

"Ugh." Parker groaned bringing me back to reality. His eyes fluttered open as he stared at the ceiling. He turned and gave me a lazy smile. I bit my lip and crossed my arms as I stared at him.

"Why?"

He seemed confused by the word as he squinted his eyes. A second later he let out a sigh and slowly sat up.

"I was drunk and they were going to find out sooner or later Lana. Besides don't you feel glad that it's not haunting you anymore?"

"You said we'd never bring it up. That day in the library behind the shelves you promised that you wouldn't touch me anymore. You kept your promise but you only gave me the pills...why?" I asked.

When he gave me the pills in the library I actually waited for him to push me into the nearest room. He didn't but when him and Austin did a few weeks ago I expected the worst. Thankfully they didn't do anything but confess that they stole those two parcels.

"Look around Willson, things have changed. You're not alone anymore so obviously I stopped. Look at me." he said gesturing to his face.

I gave him a vacant stare as he picked up the ice pack from the coffee table and put it against his cheek. We stared at each other for a few seconds until he sighed.