Damaged

Chapter 23

It has been 3 years with our new family. At first I really didn't want to be here with them. But after I began realizing the reality, which Loren has been telling me, I began likening it here. What else could i ask for. A new family? No actually. These people had actually taken us in the day my mom died. So no. All I could wish is that I fixed things with Xavier. I ended it bad with him. And I really want to make it up.

**Flashback to that day**  

He had walked in the door. The door of my new family. "Is Jax here Dorthy?" My new moms name. I heared her say yes. I was scared. I heared stomps coming to my room. The door flung wide open."Hey." My voice was shaky. He had a pissed off face. "Hey to you too." His voice was angry. It was scary to think he would hurt me. "Why did you fly back to L.A?" I had asked him. It sounded like a good question to ask at the time. "To come talk to you!" He yelled at me.

I was backing away from him. He was scaring know. His eyes were flushed with fury. His breath was deep and scary. And his eyebrows were angled inwards. "You messed up Jax. Messed up really bad dude!" His voice was fueled with anger towards me. i looked at him with confusion. I wanted to ask why. But I was scared he would strike at me. But I managed to ask.

"What did I do to you?" I stood up. I was done being pushed and blamed for. "You were playing with me weren't you?" i stared at him in another round of confusion. Playing him? How was I doing that. "What do you mean by playing with you?" I was just staring at this point. No emotion in my face. "YOU REALLY WEREN'T MY FRIEND WERE YOU!" His vice and scream terrified me. I wanted him to calm down. I wanted to sit him down and talk to him. "Please calm down Xavier. You are scaring me." I pointed to my bed so e could talk about what we were dealing with. 

He saw me direct my hand to my bed. He knew what I was asking for. So he went over and sat. "Let's calm down. Yeah?" I wanted that the most. But honestly I wasn't sure what to say. "I am your friend Xavier. What would give you the idea that we weren't friends man." i looked at him and patted his back. "Zander told me that you said you used me for popularity. Is that true?" He was serious. Zander lied to him. "Of course not. I would never use you for that?" The words gave him a different meaning than what I was going for. "Then what did you use me for. You said your self. It wasn't for that reason." I looked at him in amazement that he actually thinks I used him. It broke me. And this is what I wished was different. "Get out." I pointed at my door. He followed the finger. "Why?" His voice was shaky now. "Get out now Xavier!" I broke into anger. "No I don't want to. I will  not leave till you tell me why and what you used me for." He stood in front of me. "I said to get out and please don't ever talk to me again!" I yelled. I hit him in the stomach. He walked away from my range. Then as he stood at the door he looked back. He began to cry. 

**Back to the present**

I wanted to make it better between us. I would send him about a couple of messages a day and he would ignore them. I wanted him to know that I was sorry for my actions. But it was a two weeks away from Christmas and I was excited. I have always loved Christmas. And honestly I wouldn't know why people wouldn't like Christmas. 

"He dork." My older step brother called me out. I wouldn't say older we were the same age but he was a month older. "What Kevin?" I grabbed my laptop and phone and turned to look at him. "Well Jax. I found this in our room." He pulled out a beer bottle. "We are only 16 dude." Kevin had told me. We were he was about to be 17 in March and me in April. "Well I am rarely even in the room and I am not an alcoholic. So it had to be you Kevin." I walked out the room but he followed. "Hey come back here dork!" He yelled at me. And like I said I was done being pushed around.  "Look I was kicked out of the room yesterday after your friend Max came. And you locked the door and once Max left, you both smelled like alcohol. And when I entered you were drunk!" I yelled. 

"Sh!" He shushed me. I looked at him. "Mom doesn't know I drink. Okay. And maybe you are right. Gosh!" He complained. I looked at him. And he stared back then slammed the door in my face. I really can't wait till I go back to Texas for Christmas to spend it with my REAL family and friends. And my new parents were on board for me to go back to Texas. And so was Loren. She really wanted to come. But they won't let me. So I am sneaking her out in another suitcase. In her pink one. 

I ran to the bottom floor of my house and looked for Dorthy. "Hey mom." I said. She turned and asked what I wanted. "What do you want you turp!" Okay I lied. My new family hates me and Loren. So yeah they don't know I am leaving to Texas tomorrow. "Nothing." I got my stuff and walked up to the attic to where they had Loren staying for the past three years. 

"You ready for tonight little one?" I asked her. She nodded. "So grandma and grandpa will really take us?" I looked at her. She was so innocent. I have had the plane tickets for a while already. And my grandparents have already signed the paperwork for me and Loren to live there. "Yeah. There is no going back." I hugged her and she did the same back. "We'll be okay little one." I looked her in the eyes. And once I see Lorens clock hit twelve we are gone from this house.