Esther's P O V
" Who does she think she is?! Yeah, I left but I had my own reasons that nobody cares to even give me a chance to say! Then her of all people, believes what she sees without even asking! I do not need this right now, I already had enough of all this drama since I left! I could actually escape drama!"
I panted out of breathe from yelling and my face was probably red drom anger. Yeah, I was hurt but I was mad more than anything. I was willing to explain myself but how can I when my best friend doesn't even give me a chance to. My fists were white from how hard I was clenching them and angey tears had just started to stream down my cheeks. Eli, Dylan and Mark were just looking at me with wide eyes. Mark reached for my arm and said, "Hey! That is your best friend and she is like my sister! Do not talk about her like that! Do you even know how much you hurt her for leaving not to metion me too! You were just thinking about yourself and not others when you left!"
I yanked my arm back and glared at him for the first time for real. He seemed shock, hurt and angry too. "You think I do not know that! And you too, Mark! Doesn't everyone just love Callie because of how perfect she is! Callie this, Callie that! Do you not realize that it hurt me too for leaving you guys, but yet no one cares about my reason! If Callie says something she is absolutely right! I had to leave to keep you guys safe so I was not being selfish! At first I was glad to have you guys come to find me but now I just want to run away from my so called 'friends'! What do you even know Mark?! You say you love me, yet you do not trust me! What kind of love is that, huh?! I trusted when I left and cried myself to sleep most of the time from missing you so much but this is just how you repay me?! I told you I loved you and you did not even realized you were my first love! I guess I rather not trust anyone after this!"
I was sobbing by now. He just did not understand, nobody understands. I did it for there sake but nope they have to turn it on me. Mark was standing up while groaning with confusion written across his face. " YEAH, EVERYBODY ACTUALLY TRUSTS CALLIE BECAUSE SHE IS PERFECT AND CAN ACTUALLY BE TRUSTED UNLIKE YOU! HOW COULD I TRUST YOU WHEN TRISTAN WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU CALLED AND THEN I FINALLY FIND YOU KISSING ANOTHER GUY THAT IS CALLIE'S BROTHER! YET YOJ DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT MY FEELINGS AT ALL! CALLIE HAS BEEN THERE FOR ME, SO YEAH, I WOULD TRUST HER MORE THAN YOU! NOW I JUST THINK I SHOULD HAVE NEVER LOVED YOU AND LOVED SOME OTHER GIRL THAT IS ACTUALLY NOT A UNFAITHFUL, TRAMPY, CHEATER!"
That was it, those last words cracked the remaing stick of patience I had and the rest of my heart along with it. I looked at him with unbelief written on my face and Dylan whistled.
"That was so uncalled for dude. Harsh words, right there."
Mark's eyes widened and he covered his mouth. "No! I am sorry, Esther. I did not mean any of that. We are suppose to be fixing this but instead I just fricked it all up. Let me.."
*Slap*
The entire room fell silent when my hand made contact with his cheek. My chin was trembling from my tears streaming down my face, no longer mad but broken. "Explain what, Laker?! Do not say my name, you have no right to call me that! How..... How could.... you say that? Was messing with my heart fun?! I did not mean to hurt yours! Carson was the one that pulled the moves and said he would never give up me to you but I guess, he was the only one that actually cared about me along with Dylan from the beginning. Since I am such a tramp, why haven't you left already! Why did you even come! I did not kiss Carson because of you. I left because of my parents, Laker! I loved you but you faked it, so I guess.......... this. ... is bye."
My hands shook and a sob got stuck jn my throat and I hastily swallowed it. I ran towards the door but when I was about to open it, it opened and Carson stepped in along with Callie, who were teary eyed. I ignored them and ran right pass them. I continued to Carson's and my room when Dylan's voice came to my ears. "Wait! Esther!"
I slowed to a stop infront of the hotel room door and looked at him. His eyes softened and he broght his thumbs to wipe away my tears. He wrapped his arms around me and I just broke down right there in his arms. He ran his hand through my hair and shhed me.
" Hey how about we get out of here and head back home? You can stay at my place, okay?"
I thought about it. Was it really time to go back and leave all this behind? I knew I wouls see them again but I could get at least a day break from them. I feel bad though, if I just leave Carson. I really do not think I am ready to see my parents though. I shook my head, no. " Sorry Dylan, but it is just not the right time to go back, besides I am not ready to see my parents just yet."
Dylan just nodded. "I understand. Then how about we just get away from everybody for a little while? We could go bowling or I can take you to a softball field."
I laughed shakily. "How about you take me to a dance studio, I need to release some stress. Besides no one will look for us at one."
He shrugged and I quickly went inside the room and got my blue pointe shoes. With that Dylan and I exited and got in a taxi.
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The moment I opened the door to the empty studio, I sighed and sat down to put on my pointe shoes. Dylan smiled. "Long time since I have seen you dance. I was starting to think you gave up on it but I guess I was wrong. Do you go to a studio alot by yourself?"
I giggled. "Yeah, ever since my parents left me, my teacher told me to try dancing and I instantly fell in love with it. When I got my first pair of pointe shoes I was estatic. You are the only person that knows I dance, though."
He grinned at my comment. "Well, aren't I special. So what are you going to dance to?"
I stretched first and then plugged my phone to the speakers. "Say Something by A Great Big World ft. Christina Aguilera."
With that I pressed play, and started to dance in front of the mirrors. I completly forgot about my surrondings, even Dylan. I put all my emotions inti my dance and that was when the memories of Mark flooded back into my brain and I started crying again. I leaped and then rolled to the ground but when I remembered the words Mark said to me, not so long ago, I started putting everything I had into the dance. When the song drew to a close, I ran a hand through my hair and put my hands on the mirror. I cried and then heard Dylan say, "That was deep."
He said it so softly that I could tell that he was hurt because I was hurt. I shook my head. "No more tears, Esther. What should I dance to next, Dyl?"
He smiled meekly. "How about A Thousand Years by Christina Perri."
