The Badboy's Broken Promises *On Hold*

Chapter 10

Ghost and Fears of the Past

I told them everything.

I wanted to let go of being afraid of my past and let go of hiding who I was. And so I told them every detail of my past and all the hurt and shame I carried with it. I let them into the darkest corners of my mind and didn't spare any specifics. I finally opened up every part of me and stripped away every layer until I was left completely vulnerable and naked.

Well, I wish I did. I really wish I did. I couldn't though. I couldn't no matter how hard I tried.

After being closed off for so long, it's harder than you think to open up again. It's too much to ask for at once. It can't happen overnight either, it's a process that takes time.

I could only tell them the basics: I was bullied, a boy helped me through it, we became best friends, then he suddenly left after promising to stay by my side, I got bullied again and then moved to Wakefield high and met Char and Katia.

"Well I guess that explains your trust issues." Katia mumbled while releasing a shaky breath.

Charlotte nodded in agreement, pity shining in her eyes, "and, why she doesn't make promises."

They both looked a little shaken and I instantly regretted opening up for them, even if it was just a little bit. Now they'll realize how much potential baggage I carry and dump me quicker than a dump truck. They'll leave me quicker than Camila left fifth harmony.

I couldn't stand the thought of losing them like I did Aiden. I didn't want to go back to being alone- granted I had Carter, but that's not the same as having two best friends.

They watched me with cautious eyes as they digested everything I just told them. Before they could hit me with apologies and looks of pity, I upped and made a quick dash to the door, but Katia was quicker than me. She knew my next move before I even made it

"Hey, where you running off to?" She said calmly while gently grabbing my arm.

My eyes flickered between hers and Charlotte's, "I- i was just go-"

Opening up to them was hard. Letting them know my ghost and fears of my past is an open invitation for them to put through it all again- I mean after all history always repeats itself. I just needed to get out while I still have my dignity, while my broken heart is still somehow held together. I needed to get out before they named me Jack and told me to hit the road and never come back.

"Amber," Katia called but I stood still with my back facing them. "Amber look at me," I refused to move.

There were quick movements from them and before I knew it they were both in front of me, holding tightly onto both of my hands.

"Chica, if you think we're gonna dump you because you told us about this then you're fucking stupid." Katia said and I rolled my eyes.

Charlotte nodded her head in agreement, "I'm actually offended that you thought that of us,"

"Well can you blame me?" I kept my head down to avoid eye contact, "I mean who wants a friend who has that much baggage with them."

And it's not just carry-on bags that I have with me. It's practically 5 over-weight suitcases plus the carry-ons and I can't get onto any planes with them.