When life changes

Ch.7 Heartache

Hey guys, so I would like to start this chapter off by thanking you all for your support. I would also like to thank sleepinginnewyork for this beautiful cover and to everyone else for theirs that they made me. Now prepare yourself for some drama because the last chapter was just the calm before the storm. Btw, I love idioms. Enjoy.

Parker smiled at me clearly having a great time. He took a few steps towards me and I continued walking hastily towards the door that he was in in front of, so I can get home and try to forget about Oscar just like he said to. He must have thought that I was approaching him because he stopped and waited for me to reach him which didn't take long at all. "Hey Courtney, I've been looking for you. Are you enjoying the party? What's wrong?" A look of concern appeared on his face as he asked me questions. I couldn't be there, not now. Not just after what happened. Tears pricked at my eyes desperately wanting to slide down my face, one after the other but I didn't let them. I can't let my facade down, can't show that I'm weak. I just couldn't. "I'm sorry, I have to go." I told Parker. I slid past him dodging his arm that he reached out trying to grab me. By now, my anger and hatred had turned to misery and sorrow. I ran towards the door opening it, forcing people to get out of my way. I didn't bother shutting it behind me, I just ran as fast as I could in heels out onto the grass. Cold air whipped me in the face as I fell to the ground into a sitting position, frustrated. I didn't realise that tears were streaming down my face. I was crying. I took off one of my shoes and threw it in front of me, I repeated the action with the other one. I pressed the heel of my palms to my eyes hard desperately wanting the pain to go away. I was balling my eyes out like a baby and I didn't care who saw. What happened to me? That was it. I felt so vulnerable, my world crumbling down in front of me. If this is what happens when you let someone into your heart to love and open up to them, I didn't want to do it again. To let my guard down just got me hurt, real bad. All this time, did he ever even really love me? Or was he just toying with my emotions, using me?

All was quiet except my sobbing. It was a while until I acknowledged someone's presence beside me and I looked up hesitantly because of the blubbering mess I must of looked like right now. My eyes stung from crying for so long but I was ok with the physical pain. Emotionally? Not so much. I saw Parker sitting beside me with his knees up, elbows resting on them. He was looking out into the street. I had no idea how long he had been with me for and I needed to find out. "How long have you been out here?" My voice came out timid and hushed. He still stared forward, not looking at me as he spoke. "About 35 minutes. Here, I got you a drink. Don't worry it's only water." He passed me a red cup just like I had before. I took a long sip from the cup. The cool liquid instantly cleansing my sore, dry throat. We sat in silence for a moment still not looking at each other until he turned to face me, his voice breaking the silence. "So do you want to tell me what's happened?" His voice was calm and soothing. I took a deep breath in my lip quivering a little. I know that I didn't know Parker that well but I felt like I could tell him anything. "M-m-my boy" wow this was harder than I thought. Parker stared at me his eyes gentle telling me to go on. "My boyfriend...bro" and that as far as I got. I burst out into tears again making stupid embarrassing noises that I couldn't control. "Shhh. C'mere." Parker wrapped his strong arms around me from the side holding me secure. I laid my head down on his left shoulder sobbing loudly into his shirt even though it was muffled, drenching it. "Shhhh, it's going to be ok, it's going to be ok." Parker repeated quietly into my ear as he gently stroked the back of my head all the way down my hair. I liked being in his grasp, being held into his warm body. I felt so safe, like nothing could get to me or hurt me if I was in his grasp.

After about ten minutes I was feeling a little bit better. It was only then when I realised that it was only us. And it was quiet. I looked up sharply and turned my head back to his house. My eyes were wide in alert. "Where is everyone?! what happened to the party?!" Parker pulled back from me and looked into my eyes. "I was going to send everyone home but James disagreed. So instead, the party has been relocated to his place." I took in his words a little shocked.
"Oh" was all I could manage. "You did that for me?" I asked shyly drying my eyes. Parker smiled warmly but gently at me. His voice soft. "Of course, I couldn't just do nothing." Warmness filled what was now a hole in my chest. I got up slowly feeling my head throb viciously. I'm not sure if it was shock, lack of fluid or alcohol. Probably all three. "Thank You" I said politely as he stood up. I hugged him tightly inhaling his scent. He smelt good. He hugged me back and smiled when we broke apart. "Let me drive you back home, it's the least I can do." THE LEAST?! This guy shut down his PARTY for me and the least least he can do is drive me seven minutes down town?! He's so sweet. Wait! "Max, Bree, Harmony. Where are they?" I asked frantically. He lowly chuckled at me. "It's ok, I took care of it."

Parker dropped me off at my house and I couldn't thank him enough. He's so sweet and kind. Unlike my jerk of an ex! I entered the house and went straight upstairs to bed. Mum was already asleep. I clung onto my pillow and cried myself to sleep. Which was surprising because I didn't think that I could cry anymore.

~The next day~

I woke up to my mum knocking quietly on my door. "Court, honey. Can I come in?" She said in her soothing mothers voice. "Sure" I agreed. The aroma of waffles and syrup filled my nostrils and my stomach growled loudly even though I didn't feel up to eating. "Here, this will take away your headache." Mum handed me a glass of water and two painkillers. "Thanks" I croaked out groggily instantly regretting it because of my throat.
"So tell me what happened" mum said placing the tray of food down on my desk. I filled her in on every little detail letting her hold me. We sat there for hours and when we finally finished it was 4:47 in the afternoon. Man I could sleep. I checked my phone once mum left and found that I had 18 missed calls and 31 messages. Wow, was I popular. I instantly stopped as I read who most of the messages were from. My blood boiled and anger filled me once again. Why the hell was he wanting to talk to me?! I had NOTHING to say to him. Except, I did. Just what I wanted to say wasn't very nice, at all. I pressed the green phone icon on my screen to dial his number. He picked up on the second ring. "Hello?"

~Authors note~

Wow! Hello again guys. So, I know that this chapter is extremely descriptive and I even questioned myself about it but, I wanted you guys to know exactly how Courtney was feeling and I hope that I painted the picture well. How sweet and generous is Parker? Let's not even start on how big of a jerk Oscar is and who did Courtney call back? It most likely won't end well. Thanks for all the covers you guys made me and for reading my book. Make sure to vote, comment and share.
Love, from ~L