Chpt. 18

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I opened his door and eventually ended up in his arms. His cries were making me more than worried. His head was buried into my chest and his arms were tightly wrapped around my whole body.

"I don't know how to feel" he cried "or what to do"

Never in my life have I seen Noah Allen cry before. It's kind of cute.

"Let's sit down on your bed, and you can talk to me about whatever is wrong." I said nervously making my way to his bed, we ended up laying down instead of sitting up. Somehow, his was ended up on my stomach, and his arm wrapped around my waist. I felt oddly comfortable.

"They found her body, Bree." He cried.

"What do you mean?" My heart started racing.

"They found her body on the side of the road. She was beaten to death." He cried, "and and she was raped" he said, his face was red, he was getting angry.

I couldn't tell if stopped breathing or if that was just the feeling of wanting to smash your head into a wall.

This is all my fault. I don't know how to feel, or react. I feel like everything is my fault.

I covered my face with my hands, receiving two arms wrapped around my body.

"I'm so sorry." I lifted his chin up to look into my eyes, this is such a moment for us, I don't know whether to be happy or not.

I feel like this has brought us ten times closer.

"I'm gonna fucking kill-"

"Noah, stop." I pushed his hair back, something I've never did before.

I just feel like he needs someone to help him through this. I need someone to help me through this. I have no clue what I'm going to do.

I'm pretty sure I'm in total shock right now, I just don't know it. I can't feel my body, and my eyes are teary and it won't go away.

"I don't even know where my mom is, I'm afraid that she is going to literally go crazy out of her mind and try something.." He said scooting closer to me, I'm guessing he wants me to comfort him in a loving way.

I still haven't forgotten about that tall blonde I saw on top of him, but that's something I shouldn't be thinking about.

Courtney keeps haunting me, she keeps coming back inside my mind.

I feel like she is still here, I feel like she never died. I just can't seem to comprehend to the fact that I can't ever talk to her again. I won't ever see her face again. I can't contain it.

"Stay with me." He said as he noticed my actions of trying to stand up.

I nodded and cuddled up to him. If me cuddling with him helps, then I'll just give him what he wants.

My actions were confusing me, and I felt myself hitting reality, I felt the tears ache down my cheeks. How could this happen to her? She didn't deserve it..

ILL BE UPDATING LATER ON. WAS ANYONE SHOCKED THAT COURTNEY WAS BEATEN AND RAPED

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