Lost (Trevor Moran fanfic)

Chapter 22-Dad?

"Get up." Lea demands, pulling back my covers.

"Piss off, Lea." I mutter into my pillow.

"No, you need to get up. At least shower, you smell like shit." She fires at me.

"I don't care!"

"Look, school is starting for me soon, we won't have time to hang!" She says.

"That's what weekends are for."

"But still." She whispers.

I sigh.

"I'm sorry. I've been a pile of shit lately I know." I pause, taking another breath. "It's just, I can't even take a step outside without getting hurt. With Trevor, I thought he loved me. I loved him. And that guy. And everything is falling apart!"

"How do think I feel? I'm the one who went through all the real shit! He molested me, Anna. He made me feel disgusting, like a filthy fucking animal. I can't sleep, without dreaming about everything. No one can even take my hand without me having a fricken anxiety attack. My parents got divorced this month, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to feel bad for me. Because I want you to buckle the fuck up and smile. Because even after my life turned to shit, here I am trying to support you!" I just laid there, stunned. Everything she said was true. What was I doing?

"Lea I'm so sorry. God I'm so sorry. I didn't even realize it. I didn't realize how hurt you are. God I suck. I should be comforting you. I'm so fucking sorry." I babble as I sit up.

"It's okay." She says sitting down by me. "I would hug you but you really do smell shitty."

I laugh and throw my head back.

"I'll shower, then we will do something. Ok?"

"Deal."

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"Third wheeling it again?" I ask, smirking.

"No! Kian is coming with us!" Lea giggles as Sam drapes an arm around her.

"I'm really sorry about you and Trevor. He hates himself for what he did." Sam says, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Honestly, I'm not good at dating anyway. I'm just to awkward." I say, forcing a laugh.

"Well he loved it. You really were something special." He smiles and removes his hand. I give a small smile as we pile into Kian's car.

Me in shotgun and Sam and Lea drooling in the back.

"Hey Aj?" Kian speaks over the lovely couple.

"Hmm?"

"I don't think Trevor really did it. That girl Melissa kinda hits me as a liar. We haven't talked about it with him. Me and Sam are the only ones who know about the kiss. The boys just think you broke up randomly." He says.

"D-Does he hate me now?" I stutter.

"No. He would hate himself for hating you. He's been a mess. He loves you." Kian says as he turns into Starbucks.

After a fun time of Sam and Lea playing with each others fingers, and me and Kian talking about Andrea's fashion line. (Who's beanies I fell in love with.) We decided to head home. My mom had texted me to come back as soon as possible halfway through my coffee.

As soon as Kian pulled up to my driveway, I hopped out with Lea.

I threw the door open and kicked off my shoes.

"I wanna take my pants off." Lea groaned.

"Or you could not." I say and laugh.

"Anna?" My moms voice appears.

"We're back!" I respond lazily.

"Girls you should take a seat." Another voice says. Lea's mom?

"Mom why're you here?" Lea asks, not showing the "please leave you're so embarrassing.m" look. Both Lea and her mom were always welcome. Our moms being bffs since college and all.

"We need to tell you something." My mom says, shedding a tear.

Lea and I take a seat on the white velvet couch. I tuck one of the purple pillows under my arm.

"What's wrong?" I ask suspiciously. The million possibilities of what could possibly go wrong.

"Kent Braxton, isn't really Kent Braxton." Lea's mom says.

"That's the man who..." Lea trails. "Right?"

They nod.

"And?"

"Anna... He's not who he said he was. Anna." My mom begins.

"Mom?"

"Anna, he's your father."

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