The Bad Boy's Back

Ch 5//I couldnt breathe

"Umm Ade I just got off the phone with Cole and Hayley." He said in a muted tone.
"Yeah what they say?" I ask without looking at him.
"Coles car broke down on the way to their date so I'm gonna go pick them up and take them to their date I should be back in an hour. That ok?" He says.
"Yeah no problema." I say.
He gives me a kiss on my shoulder and walks out the front door.

The phone wrings about 10 minutes after he left little did I know how this was going to effect me.
"Hello." I say.
"Adrienne?" A man asks on the other end of the line.
"Roberto?"I ask.
"Yeah umm I wanted to tell you I'm sorry for everything." He says wit a shaky voice.
"Don't. Just don't. Don't apologise not to me I will never forgive you and you damn well know that."
"Look I know that but I wanna meet you again I get out in two weeks."
"Don't hold your breath."
"Please Ade."
"Don't say my name you have no right if it wasn't for blood you would never be my father. Not that your much of one."
I'm sorry your phone call from California county jail has been terminated.
The phone lady says as the call is ended I put the phone back. And I fall to the floor until the door bell rings I get up.
I open the door.
"I'm so sorry Adrienne! I know you have someone so much better than I can ever be to you... wait what's wrong?" He rambles.
"Just hold me." I say and that's all I need to say.
He comes inside ,flicks his shoes off and hugs me. I'm in paradise for a few minutes until...
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"Parents are shit." That's all I say.
"Are you kidding me?! Mark treats you like a princess you can have everything you want. Cole would do anything to protect you and your mom thinks the world of you. I'm sorry I don't understand why your life is so hard!" He yells at me. He is currently standing on the opposite side of the room.
"Blake." I say weakly." It's not that at all it's complicated."
"Do you even know what complicated is?"He asks.
"Trust me I do and I don't wanna talk about it. Just drop it!" I yell.
"Fine." He says as he puts his shoes on and opens the door.
"Don't go." I say.
"You'll be ok." He says.
"How do you know?" I ask.
"Because I know you Ade. Your strong." He says.
"I'm not strong enough." I mutter to myself.
"See you Monday." As he embraces me one last time and off he goes.

An hour later Marco comes home and I just sit there watching the tv as he comes and sits down with his arm wrapped around my shoulder. After the movie I look at him and kiss him.

The kiss deepens and Marco gently pushed my body backwards on to the couch he was on top of me kissing down my neck and his hands on my hips. I don't feel the butterflies I used to feel.
"I'm not feeling well." I lied.
"Oh baby do you want some asprin?" He asks with kindness in his eyes which made the lie even more unbearable.
"No I'm just gonna go lie down." I say as I kiss him on the forehead. When I get into my room I grab my phone off the side and go straight into the corner of my on suit and sat in the corner. I scrolled through my contacts to see who I could call because I felt so bad about everything I said to my dad (Roberto) and I need someone to talk to. My finger hovers over his number.
Am I weak?
Do I really need him?
What do I do if he doesn't care?
Screw it I call his number and I press my phone against my ear and hear the constant sound of disappointment when it rings over and over.
"Hello." He finally picks up.
"Ummm hey I really need someone to talk to and I'm sorry I got you riled up earlier I didn't think I was ready to talk but it's like a lump in my throats and I really need to talk." I ramble on.
"Ok do you want me to come over?" He asks with sincerity in his voice.
"No cause Marcos here and I'm pretending to be sleeping while he is downstairs." I say.
"Why is he still at your house then?" He asks.
"His parents are going through a really bad divorce so my mom said he could stay here." I say with a muted tone.
"The only thing I can think of where we could talk is by the bleachers tomorrow morning." He says seeming sad.
"Can we talk now? Please I really need to." I say.
"How your brother and Marco both hate me?" He states.
"Meet me at the park on the corner in 10 minutes. You know the one we used to play in as kids after school when you fell out of a tree."I say smiling at the memories.
"Yeah I remember that I still have the scar. Ok see you soon." He answers as I hang up. I get ready putting on warm layers, a bit of perfume and cleaning up my makeup from earlier. I leave a note on my bed.
To Marco,
I have gone for a walk because fresh air is the best when your not feeling well , I learned that from mom I don't know if it's true. Also I have something going on in my life and I don't want to have to explain myself. Thanks for your understanding.
See ya later.
-A
I opened my window and climbed down the stones because the house Mark owns is old fashioned it has stone walls on the outside. Once I'm down I start walking towards the park, from a few feet away I can already see Blake on the swings  just sat there waiting for me.
"Hey thanks for coming." I say.
"No problem." He says as he gets up to hug me.
"What happened?" He asks.
"Well ummm my dad called." I said tearing up.
"Why would Mark call you?" He questions.
"Mark isn't my dad not biologically." I say.
"What? I don't understand." He says as his eyebrows furrow together.
"After Cole was born Mark and my mom broke up and she went back to her high school boyfriend and he got her pregnant. Of course being the ass he is he left her and Mark helped support us but we lived in a different place my mom thought she deserved to have less because she got pregnant or whatever so I didn't grow up in the big house I live in now and the only time he came to see me he was so high on drugs he punched me straight in the face when I told him to stop snorting crack." I say. I couldn't breath but Blake's arms curve around me and hold me tightly and somehow it helped.
"Shhhh it's ok it's ok." He soothes.
"But it's not. He wants to meet me again. And I don't know what to do." I say shaky.
"We will figure something out. I don't know how but we will." He says in a calming voice.
"I hope we will." I say.
"Can I ask you something?" He stares into my eyes with curiosity burning in his.
"Of course you can." I say looking up at him.
"Where did you live before?" He asked. I looked to the floor then back at him, something in his eyes told me I was safe and that I could tell him.
"You know the housing estates by east LA?" I say.
"Yeah." He says with a puzzled look.
"Well I lived by there." I say giving a sigh of relief.
"That's so dangerous!" Blake exclaims.
"I know that's why Mark wanted us to move in because as I got older I was more of a target. So we've lived with him since I was a freshman." I explain.
"I remember freshman year you had the cutest ponytail and all I wanted to do was pull it." He chuckles.
"You did. All the time." I laugh.
"I couldn't help it , your ponytail was practically begging." He says.
"So my ponytail talks." I giggle back.
"Yes and it's very persuasive." He says being silly and we laugh for ages. Eventually I go home and go to sleep.
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Sorry this chapter wasn't great.
I don't know if you like the chapters longer let me know I'm really excited about this book who ships Blake and Adrienne or Marco and Adrienne. Also can you comment with ship names cause I'm not that creative.
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