Speak Up: (Chandler Riggs)

Chapter 33

Bridget's Point of View

Holding back tears is one of the hardest things for me to do.

Dad always taught me to cry all my problems out. He never wanted to hear any of it, so that's probably why he gave me that advice. But I've never been afraid to cry in front of anyone.

I also hate holding back tears because of that dry lump thingy you get in your throat. That shit hurts, if I'm going to be honest.

"I completely deserved Kathleen's freak out session today. Completely. I knew it was going to happen, I just never mentally prepared myself for the worst, like I usually do. I've been surrounded with nothing but positivity lately and I guess my habits are changing now," I explained to Chandler, not sure if he was even listening. We had just gotten back from the hospital and we were sitting in his room. "And it's not like I was even upset that she was yelling at me, ya know? I don't even think I was upset. She made me realize how much of an asshole I was being and all I wanted to do was cry and hug her and tell her I was sorry and that I loved her."

"Yeah, uh huh."

"She didn't deserve what I put her through! She didn't deserve any of what happened to her!" I was starting to get a little angry thinking about what happened to her.

"You're right..." Chandler said as he looked down at his phone.

"She didn't deserve this bullshit that Kian caused! He's such a..." My train of thought completely went off track. I don't know why I brought up Kian, but...

Oh my fuck.

Chandler looked up from his phone and stared at me. "Huh?"

I mother fucking remembered. I remembered what Kian told me! Oh my Jesus Christ it's all coming back too quickly.

My mind was flooded awful flashbacks.

"Okay, yeah I did it!! And you're stupid for believing her. The doctors thought she was insane and didn't believe her. Now that you know, someone might actually believe her. So keep your mouth shut, bitch."

Her whole body was trembling in fear. "Kian, you're the idiot! Why would you do this to your girlfriend?!"

"Because." Kian's voice was monotone.

"Kian, because why?! What could've she done that was so bad that made you push her in front of a big truck like that!" Bridget screamed in his face. All the muscles tensed in her body. "You could have killed her, you fucking asshole. You TRIED to kill her!!"

"I did it because she's a fucking slut and apparently hooked up with some girl named Liyah the other night," Kian explained in a frantic rush.

"Oh my god..." Bridget's mind went somewhere else. "You, tried to kill her, because of that?! Something like that?!? Who knows if it's true?"

"You tried to kill my best friend you fucking psycho , what the fuck is wrong with you?? Bridget was now shaking out of anger, not fear.

"Bridget, don't talk to me like that. You don't know the ins and outs of our relationship," Kian rolled his eyes at her.

"I don't care. If you're not happy, end the relationship you dumb fuck!! How could you be—"

Kian interrupted Bridget with a hard slap to her face.