Hate That I Love You

Chapter Twenty Seven.

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The song for this chapter is Goo Goo Dolls - Iris.

"And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand, when everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am"

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Justin’s POV

“You have got to stop moping around Justin, it’s been a week!” Derek shouts from the other side of the room. Ignoring him I slowly walk in the circle trying to keep my cool, running a hand through my hair and pulling at the ends as I glare at him “Why are you so pissed off about it all?” “Why aren’t you?!” I shout back, furious.

“I respect her bro, you gotta hand it to her, she knows what she’s doing” Derek tells me, taking a seat on the side of my bed. On Pia’s side…

My eyes widen as I realise what he just said “You what?” “I respect her?” “She was going to fucking kill you, and you respect her?” I spit back, placing my hands on the wall and pushing myself back off to look at him again.

Am I going crazy or is Derek just being a complete and utter moron right now?

Derek shakes his head, covering his smile with his hand so I don’t see but he fails “She wasn’t going to kill me. Do you honestly think that Justin?” He stands up and walks over to me, gripping me by the shoulders. He’s a few inches taller than me so I have to look up slightly at him “If she wanted to kill me, she would have done it months ago. She was only trying to scare me and to be honest, she fucking succeeded, I knew she was a psycho but damn…” “Don’t talk about her like that” I mutter back, looking at the ground “Let’s be real here bro, she fucking loves you. She wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Not on purpose” He smiles at me before kissing my forehead, ruffling my hair and walking back out the bedroom.

I let out a loud scream once he’s left, like all the anger has burst through me.

He’s got a point though.

My asshole of a brother has a point.

Tates POV

I check on Pia again before going downstairs, sitting opposite Jason in the living room “Is she ok?” Jason asks, leaning his back against the sofa. You can tell he’s worried, his hair is a mess, his stubble is clear throughout his jawline and the bags under his eyes are getting darker by the day “She’s still in bed” I reply, running my hands over my face to try and wake myself up a little more.

“What’s going on Jason? I’m going out of my mind” I blurt out, sitting against the sofa with my hands entwined on my lap. Jason looks at me for a few seconds before saying anything, I throw my hands in the air before slapping them against my thighs “I knew she was in a gang but last week, what the fuck was that all about?” I ask, suddenly desperate for an answer.

Justin and Pia haven’t seen each other since that night. None of the others have visited her except Dom, Mark, Nathan and Ali or ‘Our Guys’ as she likes to call them.

You see last night, just like every night since everything happened. Pia’s been getting night terrors, I knew she suffered with them obviously, but this week is the worst I’ve ever seen them. Jason and I had to start taking it in turns in looking after her whilst the other one sleeps, and it’s fair to say we’re absolutely exhausted.

The worst thing of all is that she’s been silent, not saying a word. Her eyes are heavy and her skin is pale, she doesn’t even get out of bed because she’s so exhausted.