This Wasn't Part of the Plan...

Chapter 20

“Hand me that,” will told me as I helped him cook. I handed him the sauce.

“So this Friday, I was uh invited to a party.” I told him grabbing the plates.

“Really. That's great, you have friends.” He said excitedly.

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah a couple. Anyway, could I go?”

“Yeah, you need to be a teenager, now eat.” he placed the pasta on the table.

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“Where do think Avery is?” Molly asked looking up from writing on the poster. I stared at her, I hate to admit it but I was wondering the same thing, I missed him. I missed Jeff too, since I've been avoiding him, but I didn't know what to say to him.

“I saw him yesterday.” Ryder told us while he finished coloring the picture he drew.

“You did?” I asked before I could stop myself.

Ryder looked up at me in surprise. “Yeah, he's really...in a mood.”
“Is he alright?” I asked quickly. Judging from the way he said mood didn't make it sound good.

“He's alright in a way.” he shrugged.

I sighed, “Ryder?” I narrowed my eyes.

“Jeez,” he threw his hands up in surrender, “All I meant was, he's really hurt about something and he's handling the pain.”

“How?” I stared wide eyed at him.

“The only way he knows how,” He shrugged, “what with his father being... well alcoholic.”

I gasped, my heart stopped and my stomach dropped. “he's....he's drunk?” I whispered.

He nodded slowly but looked at how scared I was. “What's wrong? Val?”

I stood up. I couldn't let this happen, I needed to stop him.

“May I use the restroom?” I asked the sub, since Mr. Erickson was gone.

He nodded not looking up from the papers he was reading.

I walked out into the hall before I started running. I dodged people and cars as I made my way to his house. I was panting by the time I reached his front door but I couldn't let him do this. I knocked on the knocker three times. Nothing. I saw his car in the driveway and I pushed open the door, I need to make sure he was okay. I ran down the hall, stopping and staring in the middle wondering where his room was. I heard loud music coming from the far end of the hall and decided that was my best bet.

I knocked, but there was nothing. I opened the door slowly, the smell of stale beer hit my nose and I cringed in disgust. “Avery?” I asked as I saw him laying on his bed his hands behind his head. “Avery?” I tried again. I saw him twitch, I sighed in relief, as long as he wasn't dead.

He propped onto his elbows and looked at me with red covering his usual honey eyes.

“Valarie?” he asked his voice husky and dry.

I nodded and smiled. “Are you okay?”

He stared at me confused. “What are you doing here?”

“I was uh in the neighborhood.” I lied.

“More like you were with my brother.” he hissed, his eyes flashed with anger before dropping his elbows and falling back on his bed.

Tears filled my eyes, I did this. I made him hate me, I made him drink. And I made mess out of everything. “I wasn't...” I croaked.

He snorted, “Yeah, like I believe that.”

I turned around shaking my head, reminding myself he didn't deserve to trust me, I lied to him. I went behind his back and dated his brother, hell I kissed him. I felt guilt rise in me and bowed my head. I had my hand on the knob and breath deeply, collecting myself.

“Avery...” I whispered, “I-I wasn't...I didn't...I'm sorry.”

“Me too.” I barley heard and I couldn't be sure if he actually said it or I imagined it.

“Don't do it.” I said, closing my eyes as I shivered in pain, “Drink, please, Don't.”

I didn't hear a response because I was running down the hall.

“Valarie! Wait.” I heard him shout. I stopped dead in my tracks staring wide eyed at the floor. I felt him place a hand gently on my back and him lean in to whisper into my ear, “I promise, only...” he let it hang and I nodded, he continued, “Don't pay me back.” He gently ran his lips across my ear, I shivered from pleasure.

I wanted to turn around and press my lips to his, but I couldn't. He wouldn't want it. He didn't want me because I lied to him, I betrayed him. Suddenly I didn't feel him behind me and I whirled around to see him walking back down the hall.

I ruined it, I ruined us.

Move on, a little voice whispered in my mind but my heart still longed for him.

I agreed with the little voice, I need to move on no matter how long, or hard, it would be.

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