He started Everything

Chapter 30|| Gone gone gone

Dahlia's pov...

I looked up from the table" What?" I asked softly.

She shrugs " I want to know what happened at school" Macy says sipping her water.

Pregnancy looks... pleasing and beautiful. Wonder if I could ever experience that.

My eyes went back down to the cup of coffee" Micheal is a pervert and disgusting person" I stated looking at my reflection in the brown liquid.

" What did he do?"

" He choked me out, before... he tried to rape me" I closed my eyes.

I hear a little gasp escape her" Why didn't you tell us?" She exclaimed.

I looked up at her" I didn't think it was... important" I whispered.

Her jaw constricts" What do you mean that was not important! He sexually harass you!" She yells.

I closed my eyes" Im s-sorry" I whispered once
More. I didn't know she would care that much.

" Dahlia Adams, we care about you so much! I don't want anymore of theses stupid secrets, I want you safe!" She becomes emotional.

"I know, Im sorry" I said sincerely. She cries" I know, Im your really aunt b—"

"You are, you're just as much as my aunt as O is" I got up and sat next to her

r" You guys are amazing people, you guys took me in and raised me , you guys still take care of me" I took her hands in mine.

" You guys are like my parents, you guys never stopped taking care of me" I whispered.

" Grandma is scared of me, she wouldn't have taken me in, I would have stayed in that asylum if you guys wouldn't have saved me" I looked at her.

She sniffs" I love you like you are my child" she hugs me.

I smiled and hugged her" I love you too" I whispered. O is like a dadish/ momish figure, more like a dad. Macy is like a mom.

*******
I once more stared at the empty grey wall. On the cold floor. Never got a tattoo.

I wear a short sleeved button up. Black with white crosses. My tattoos and scars show. I don't mind it when Im alone in my room.

My skin is... fun. Some are weird and then it's smooth skin then a bump. I don't know what to think anymore.

I don't know what it's going to be like. I kissed a boy. That is strange. Im a 18 year old girl, who had her first kiss with her weird type best friends thing.

He left after I had my seizure. That was terrifying experience. I didn't even know I was having one. Duh, stupid!

My jeans constrict my ability to move that well. I leaned against my bed before I heard a small knock on my door.

I huffed" Come in" Must be Macy. I continued to stred at the wall.

" Need som—" I looked and stopped and stood up immediately "Tyson?" I whispered.

He shuts the door" What the hell is going on between you and Reed?" He asks freaked out a little bit.

" Wh—"

" Don't pull that shit on me, he says the same thing, what is going on here" he gestures to me.

" What do you mean?" I flat out said. I really don't know what is happening.

He groans" He hasn't slept in like 3 days, he is always on edge, and he ignoring everything" He blurts out. Why hasn't he slept?

" Why?" I asked softly.

He glares at me annoyed" I was kinda hoping you would know" he says deadpan.

" oh..." I looked down and rubbed my weird arm.

" So what went on, he is obviously is very protective of you" he says rubbing his face. Protective?

" He not protective over me" I rebuked. He is not. We aren't even a couple!

He shakes his head and snorted" Have you seen him giving death glares to all the guys who talked to you?" He asks.

I thought he was glaring at me" He is pissed at me, so Im pretty sure he is glaring at me" I shifted my weight.

" No, Dahlia, he was glaring at them, he beat the shit out of Micheal" he nods. He has done that twice before.

" So! He does that all the time!" I exclaimed" Nothing new, he doesn't want anything to do with me, so if he isn't sleeping and being a bitch it's not because of me" I told him, for sure.

He says he doesn't want my help, that is his own problem.

" Bullshit, he misses you, I can seen it, I have Had girlfriends before and know when someone is missing someone when I see it!" He snaps at me.

He misses me? He probably doesn't miss me..." He is just pissed at me because I wanted to help him"

He grunts" Guys are naturally stubborn assholes! Woman! You help him anyway!" He shouts. Right about stubborn assholes.

" I tried! He pushed me away! Im not good with handling people Tyson" I shouted back.

"Just " he huffs" Just talk to him" he asks me. No! He should talk to me.

" No, he decided to leave, Im not going to talk to him, so, you can tell him that" I walked up to him.

He clenches his jaw" Your a stubborn ass too" he grabs the door knob.

" I know, goodbye" I shoved him out the door. I slammed it shut.

This is bullshit. He just wants me back so he can mess around with me. I don't want that.  

I slide doen the door annoyed. How does this even involve me anymore. He is just a mean push away of a guy...