HeartBreaker

Chapter 27 The 'rents Are Back!!

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Chapter 27 : The 'rents Are Back!!

*Emily’s POV*

At around 3am the boat returns to the shore. Half people have passed out, some are having sex on the damn deck, some are running around naked and those few who are sober are waiting for the boat to stop so that they can go home.

When the boat finally stops and the ladder is led down I make my way quickly to the ladder, Pushing my way through the crowd and make a run for Alex’s car.

“Emily! Wait!” I hear someone calling but I don’t bother looking back. I just keep running till I reach her car. I sit on the hood of the car waiting for Alex and Donna to arrive. I suddenly feel angry. Pissed off. I feel like beating the shit out of everyone who is anyone who comes close to me. I don’t feel like talking to anyone. Not even Donna or Alex. All I want to do is go home and sleep.

I close my eyes and lay my head down on the hood of the car. “Emily I have been calling you!” I open my eyes and see Ron breathless from running. I feel a sudden pang of anger as I see his face. I take a deep breath in and slowly let it out. I grit my teeth in attempts to calm myself. “Not now Ron.” I say and wave my hand signalling him to go.

“Em I just want to talk.” He says taking a step closer and I see Donna and Alex coming our way along with Ethan.

I jump down the hood of the car and straighten my dress. “Come on girls, lets go.” I say reach for the passenger door as Alex unlocks the. “Em.” Ron says which is almost a whisper. I give him a firm look and get inside the car.

“Alex, please lets go.” I say and lock my door. Alex and Donna get in the car after me and we leave.

“Hey what was all that about?” Donna asks totally clueless.

“I don’t know. I just got angry and I brushed him off” I shrug.

“It’s okay. One of the side-effects of a stress attack.” Alex says not moving her eyes from the road.

“How come I never knew about this?” i ask not believing I, myself didn’t know about something like this. I have a stress attack problem and I don’t know a shit about it.

“That’s because we took care of you every time you passed out. We were the ones running back and fro in the hospital, talking to your doctors. That’s how we know.” She says like it’s no big deal.

Then realization hits, I have always been so selfish. Everything has always been about me. I have always acted like the world revolves around me and my friends don’t even complain. They are so selfless and all they want is my happiness and all I do is not care a shit about it.

Alex pulls into my driveway and unlocks the door for me. “You want us to crash in with you?” she asks with concern visible in her eyes.

“No, I’ll manage. You guys need some sleep.” I say giving them an assuring smile. “And so do i.” I add to myself.

“Okay then. See ya tomorrow?” Donna asks. I reply her with a nod. I wave to them as they leave and then dig my purse searching for my key.

Ah shit. Forgot to carry my key today! Good thing I keep a key under my mat.

I bend down and move the mat. “Where the key?” my eyes widen with shock. Maybe I put it in the flower pot. I rush over to the only flower pot I have on my porch. “C’mon! C’mon! It has to be here!” I search the flower pot but no sign of any keys. I look at my door, frustrated. I kick my door as anger rises and it opens.

“What the actual fuck?” How is this even possible! I kicked the door open? Am I that strong? Pfft! No I’m not.

Oh no! What if there is burglar inside the house right now! What if he has a knife or a gun! Is this the end of me?

I take a step inside cautiously. Nothing’s broken, all stuffs are in their respective places. Nah I don’t think it’s a burglar.

I take few more steps inside and see my living room lights switched on. Whoever it is, is currently in the living room. “Okay here goes nothing” I say to myself and step inside the living room.

My jaw drops down to the floor and I feel like my eyes will pop out of their sockets.

“Emily Robertson! Where have you been!? We have been worried sick about you, young lady!” in front of me is a very angry woman standing with hands on her hips and her nose flaring.

“Mom”

“We have been calling you non-stop! Where the heck is your call phone!”

“Dad”

“Is this the time you usually come back to home at? I won’t be surprised if you said you dropped out of school already!” my mom yells at me and my dad holds her back.

“Stop talking like you even care!” my anger starts rising up by every second.

“That is not the way you talk to your mother, Emily!” this time it’s my dad who yells at me.

“Oh really, dad? I am so sorry! It’s not my fault actually, you know, because NO ONE WAS THERE TO TEACH ME ANY MANNERS! AND IF YOU DON’T LIKE THE WAY I TALK TO YOU. YOU. CAN. LEAVE.” I say with a mocking tone and the latter half yelling. As these words leave my mouth I notice tears in my mother’s eyes. Look who gives a damn.... you’re right! Not me! “Like you always did.” I add moments later and head towards my bedroom.

“You don’t like us, do you?” my mom says as tears spring out of her eyes.

I turn to looks her. Isn’t that obvious? Why does she have to ask then!?

“The thing is mom, It’s not that I don’t like you. I just- I hate you!” I say and run upstairs.

I throw myself on my bed, not bothering to change my clothes. I just hope when I wake up tomorrow they’ll be gone. And I will consider this as a bad dream.

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