Loving the arrogant playboy

Chapter:15(empty and broken)

Paris's POV

I slowly tip toed towards my room. Well aware that my mother is at home. So I decided to try to not bump into her. I was passing my parents room but that's when I stopped. I heard my mom's voice along with someone's else voice. A male's voice.

Dad's voice?

Dad's home?

Am I hallucinating?

I turned away from the door and went to my own room.

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Sleep didn't really come last night knowing that my father was next door. I got dressed for school and started going downstairs mentally praying that dad left.

Please, God.

My heart was beating fast. What if he's still there. My heart relaxed when I entered the dining room. Mom was sitting there alone. Sipping coffee from her mug and a newspaper in another hand.

"You are awake." Mom pointed out.

"Duh." I said in a dull tone which I knew mom doesn't like.

I sat on one of the chairs and started nibbling on an apple. I really don't have an appetite.

"When did you come home last night?"

"Don't know." I was trying to keep the answers as short as possible.

"your dad was home last night." Her voice seemed angry but her face showed no emotion.

"Mhm."

"He went around 5 in the morning." It seemed as if she was at the edge and will blow up at any moment.

"Mhm."

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?" She yelled.

Here we go.

As she yelled she stood up and hand on the table. As a result her mug fell on the table and all the contents in it spattered around.

Her voice boomed through the entire room. For a second I thought my ears will explode.

Inside I was afraid. I wanted to run and hide in a corner.

But outside I didn't show anything. My face is emotionless.

"WHY ARRN'T YOU SPEAKING?" She yelled again.

"There is nothing to say." I replied boldly as I got up.

"I don't understand. What has happened to you? You have become everything you were not?" This time her voice sounded so helpless and fragile I just wanted to hug her and say I am fine..

But I can't. I can't.

"But only in your mind's eye."

I said as I left home holding back those unwanted tears begging to fall.

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It's been 2 months since high school started. And I am kind of gaining popularity.

I was greeted by a bunch of people when I arrived at home. So I had to force a laugh when all I wanted was to hide from all these narrowed judgemental eyes.

School was no fun. Mostly because I didn't have any real friends. Me and Tina were shockingly getting along. She isn't that much of a bitch anymore.

My crush over Aden isn't over yet.

I sat down at a table at lunch. All my relatives laughing and joking. I don't want to be apart of this. So i sat there at a corner chair and entered my mind and nobody noticed. Or maybe they did. But chose to ignore it. I didn't know which was worse back then. Dying of thirst or dying under too much pressure. But now i know. Dying of thirst is so much worse.

Because the love i always took for granted left me all empty and broken.

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