My Brothers Girlfriend (Discontinued)

I Hate You

I listened to 'Don't Leave' By Snakeships and Mø why writing this and it fits pretty perfectly.
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I jumped up , my whole body covered in sweat as I tried to catch my breath. I felt like screaming from the horrible feeling taking over my conscious.

"Lana!" I heard a familiar voice say in the dark.

I looked around in panic, trying to figure out were I was. That's when I noticed we were in my living room, us being Amy, Misty, and Miley.

Miley and Amy were curled up together, Amy being the big spoon, her arms wrapped tightly around the blonde with her head against the back of Miley's neck, laying on the floor.

It was undeniably cute.

I looked to my left were Misty was sitting up next to me on the couch, her hands grabbing at my body and a worry soaked expression.

"Are you okay? What happened?" she asked quickly, her hands grasping me with worry. I must have woken her with the sudden jumping.

"I'm sorry, it's fine" I said breathlessly, trying to compose myself "Lana, you're crying" Misty said, her left hand flying up to my face to stroke it gently.

"I am?" I asked, I seriously didn't notice but sure enough when I lifted my hand to my face, wet streaks were ran across my cheeks and dipping down my neck.

"What happened?" she asked seriously and I gulped dryly, immediately noticing the lack of liquid in my dry mouth.

"I umm.. Just had a bad dream" I said, reaching behind me and running my hand over the jagged scars on my lower back, breathing heavily as tears started to come to my eyes again.

"Babe, that doesn't seem like just a bad dream. What happened in it?" she dug deeper, I noticed the word 'babe' slip her mouth but I didn't put much thought into it.

My hand ran up and down my lower back, contemplating if I should tell her the truth, if I physically could without breaking down.

"It was just my dad" I whispered and looked away from her. "I keep on having these dreams.. well more like nightmares. They even happen during the day, something so simple just triggers it" I said, my thoughts were filled with the memories of my dad throwing me into the window that caused glass to cut ragged on my lower back, considering the crop top I had been wearing all those year's ago.

"What was the nightmare about?" She asked carefully, her hand finding the way to my lower back and slowly stroking it, catching onto where I had been groping onto. "He said I was being slutty wearing a crop top, he didn't want me going out but I had to go to work.. he threw me into the window" I whispered as I recalled all the details, the jagged glass pieces that stabbed into my fair skin, the reek of alchohal that was intoxacting no matter where you went in the near empty house, and the loneliness I felt when nobody came to help me, I ended up pulling the glass from my own back.

"I'm so sorry, Lana" Misty apoligized, her soothing tone almost made me feel comforted but I still felt anger and sorrow whenever I talked to or saw the brown eyed girl that was sat in front of me with a pity look on her face.

"Yeah, it's whatever, I'm fine" I blew her off, grabbing her hands off my back and pushing them back towards her. She sighed heavily and looked me in the eyes that must've been hard to see considering the deep darkness of the room.

"I'm really sorry, Lana, for everything" she apoligized again, but this time it seemed to be more about the fact that she tore my heart to be with my brother. "It's fine Misty, you don't choose who you fall in love with" I said, trying my best to hide my true feelings about this flawless girl.