The girl who was one of the guys

But I Didn't

Song: I Can't Breathe

Artist: Bea Miller

A/N: I know this chapter's sorta short but I hope you enjoy it.
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Chapter 70

"Instead...your mother and I are moving in here with you two." And that's when, right then and there, I wanted to break down crying.

I could feel my knees go weak. I wanted to roll up into a ball, and just cry in my own sorrows. With those simple words my jaw dropped. I felt tears brimming my eyes. I felt the urge to scream. I wanted no part of this man to be in my life.

That's when I decided to run up o my room. I heard Nick's loud footsteps follow mine up the stairs and into my room.

That's when I swallowed the lump in my throat, pinching the bridge of my nose trying to stop myself from crying. I'm not going to let him get to me. I'm not showing weakness. He may have hurt me before but is sure as hell not going to just waltz into my life and hurt me again.

"Are you okay?" Nick took a step towards me and I put my hands to my head pulling at my hair as if it'd cause this whole thing to stop. As if all the frustration in my life would just disappear.

"Am I okay? Really? The man that's ABUSED me is going to be living under the SAME ROOF as me!! AM I OKAY!?! NO! I'M NOT FUCKING OKAY NICK!" I shouted at him. I wanted to get out all of the anger that was boiling up inside of me. At this point I didn't care what was happening, I didn't want anybody to actually see how I felt. I felt broken, like every word that my 'father' had said to me was a cut to my throat. And I was here bleeding out all of my anger towards the one person I actually cared about. The one person who has been here for me through everything. Nick had a pitiful look on his face mixed with confusion. I wanted to say I was sorry, and that I shouldn't have yelled at him, but I couldn't get the words out.

And the last thing I needed right now was to be pitied.

"Kay-"

"I just need to be left alone right now." I whispered, my voice cracking. I wanted to cry. But I wouldn't let myself.

Nick nodded then taking more steps closer to me, he wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back, blinking consistently to stop myself from crying.

After Nick left my room, I put on my headphones and played my music, getting lost in the lyrics just thinking over everything. Trying to clear my mind but instead thinking of a way to get out of this issue.

And then I made up my mind. I had a savings account, I've had summer jobs, saved tons of money to get out of this shit hole, I could use it, then I also had to think about college, what was I going to do if  I didn't have enough money to go, I definitely couldn't just stay here, I refuse to stay in the same house as the devil spawn that is my father.

I went into my closet and began to pack a bag. Then I remembered I couldn't just leave my brother here.

I quickly walked out of my room and into his.

"Nick pack your bag, we're leaving. I'm not staying here." I told him, he gave me a knowing look assuring me that he would do as I said. Then leaving his room I quickly went back to mine, only to be stopped by a tall figure in my way, let me rephrase that, it was a tall devilish figure.

I tried moving away from him and avoid any contact with him, but he still blocked my way.

"What do you you think you're doing young lady?" His voice was ordering, as if he actually thought I belonged to him, like I was just someone to order around. I wouldn't let him see that he scared me, I'm not going to let him see me weak.

"Oh nowhere, just a friends house." I swiftly nudged past him only to be grabbed by my arm and pulled back in front of him. "Don't. Touch. Me." My jaw clenched. I stared up at him with my hardest glare ever.

When he still hadn't let go I pulled my arm away from him roughly. Then continued on my way back to my room. I slammed my door shut locking it behind me and continuing to pack.

I stuffed at least a weeks worth of clothes into my adidas bag. Being sure to pack extra shoes and essentials I zipped up the bag looking around my room to see if I needed anything else.

Then I saw something I didn't expect to see, it was a jacket, one that I recognized as Aaron's. I walked over to it remembering that night I saw him with some other girl. That night that I didn't expect. I sighed grabbing the jacket off of the sink. Maybe I didn't want to be with Aaron anymore, but for some reason I still missed him, I brought the jacket up to my nose taking in the scent that I once waited to smell all day.

Of course I realized how wrong it was to smell it but I felt like I needed to.

Then something buzzed in his pocket. When I pulled it out, it was his phone and what it said made me feel sick. Not the kind of sick where you want to throw up, but the sick feeling of anger and disgust.

From: Damien
Damn I guess I owe you $200 now. Didn't think you'd be with the bitch for that long.

I scrolled through previous texts and couldn't believe it. Aaron- the guy I'd been 'dating' for two months- bet on me, I...I was a bet. I couldn't process what was happening, my first instinct was to throw his jacket and the phone. Then I felt my legs go numb. I fell to my knees wanting so badly to cry.

But I didn't.

I was on the floor for what felt like hours, but only minutes, just thinking-over why this happened, how I didn't notice, how I was just used for some stupid bet. Then I came back to reality, standing back on my feet and grabbing my bag. I pushed myself through the house (getting Nick in the process) and landed in the car. Ready to drive, wherever I was going tonight. I still couldn't believe that my parents wanted to move in with us, as if we actually wanted them too. And my "father" trying to control me. I wouldn't be able to last a week in a house with my parents, let alone the rest of high school.

When I finally realized where I wanted to go, I put the key in the ignition and began driving, ignoring what Nick was trying to tell me.

15 minutes later...

Walking up to his porch with my bags in hand and Nick trailing behind me.

I knocked on the door.

1...2...3...the door opened to reveal his smiling figure.

His eyes widened taking in who was standing in from of him.

"K-Kay. W-what are you doing here? Nick? Wow."
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Okay sorry for the cliffhanger. But I had to. And let me just say, you won't be expecting what's next. Anyways I thought so hard about this chapter I'm not even sure if it's good lol. Okay imma go write some more so luv yas byee.

Sincerely,
      Marissa