What Makes You So Angry? (MCR)

Chapter 30: Home

"Shut the fuck up!" an angry voice whispers, "you're going to wake her up!"

"What time is it?" I yawn, sitting up.

"Oh well done," Sam hisses at someone before answering my question, "just gone six thirty babe."

"Babe?" A male voice exclaims, "are you fucking dating?"

"What?" I ask. I'm really slow at processing things when I've just woken up.

"Rose come with me," the guy - Caspar - orders me, "now."

"Excuse me?" I retort, waking up fully and standing up to face him.

"I said come with me," he repeats, "Marcus wouldn't want you fucking scum."

This causes a few people to gasp which could be heard throughout the whole room which has gone silent.

"Are you kidding me?" Sam shouts, "say that again, I fucking dare you."

"Rose come on," Caspar exclaims, "he's not a good person."

"He's a much better person than you!" I say, "he's been my best friend for three fucking years so I think I know what type of person he is better than you!"

"Is that so?" He smirks, "did he tell you why he fell out with us? More specifically me, Louise, Louis and Alfie?"

"I-" I can't reply, he never did tell me.

"He befriended our sisters, became really good friends with them just like you two are now," Caspar tells me, "and then fucked them."

"What?" I choke out.

"Fucked them and dumped them."

I look over to where Alfie is stood with Zoe and Joe. Joe is stood slightly in front of Zoe and Alfie looks angry. Caspar notices where I'm looking and laughs.

"And he attempted to get Zoe too," he explains, "Alfie's sister told him and he confronted him at Jim and Tan's engagement party which is where the truth came out."

"Sam?" I whisper turning around to where he's stood alone by the sofa.

"Rose I-" he begins but I cut him off.

"Is it true?"

"It's not the same with you!" He protests, "you really are my best friend!"

"Is that what you told Caspar's sister? And Alfie's? What about Louise's and Louis'?"

"This time I mean it!" He cries out, reaching forward to grab me but I step back.

"Be thankful my hand is broken." I whisper before running towards the door. I look back just in time to see Marcus punch Sam in the jaw. I don't see anymore because I run out of the green room and out of the convention centre.

I can't believe Sam, everything he ever said over the past three years, was it all in an attempt to fuck me? And everything he said this morning was all a lie, just another attempt to get in my pants. He broke his own promise. He hurt me in a way no one else can.

I stop running when I reach a park full of children. I go in and collapse against tree. Everything he has ever said has been a lie and he's the only person I've ever trusted fully. I don't even trust Marcus as much as I trusted Sam. Why didn't Marcus tell me the truth about why they fell out? That would have saved me three years of a fake friendship. I can't trust anyone anymore.

I catch a train back to Hyde Park and run back to the flat. In a flurry of tears I shove anything I can get my hands on in a hold hall in my room. The tears don't stop at all, not even when I shakily write 'sorry' on a piece of paper for Marcus to find. It's only once I've posted my keys back through the letterbox that I realise I have no where to go. Ellie's or Ella's is a definite no. I don't want to explain myself to Jade or Lindsey, besides they have each other. Mikey, Gerard, Frank, Bob and Ray are out of the question seeing as they know nothing of my past.

There is only one place I can go. I can't believe I'm even considering this, never mind going through with it.

I catch another train to Newcastle station and get a cab to a gritty estate on the edge of the town. As the cab drives away I stare up at the block of flats. It's looks exactly how I remember it. The twins, Jack and Finn, are up on the third floor dropping water bombs on the girls playing below. The twins scramble away as there mum opens the door to shout at them. In the alley at the side a group of people my age are smoking. One of them turns around and I recognise her as the girl I grew up with - Aimee.

"Rose?" Someone asks, drawing my attention away from Aimee.

"Yeah?" I reply, "oh hey Jack, hey Finn."

"What're you doing back?" Finn asks.

"I missed you guys too much," I tell them.

"Why are you really back?" Jack asks and they both cross their arms.

"Stop asking me questions," I snap, "you're seven, go have fun."

"We tried," Finn frowns, "mum didn't like it."

"Not my problem." I sigh.

"I'm glad that you haven't changed," Jack grins. Have I really not changed? Or have I just reverted back to my old self?

"I need a fag," I mutter, not even thinking about the promise I made with Marcus about me quitting.

"Aimee is over there," Finn says, pointing at her, "hey Aimee!"

The little kid has powerful lungs and Aimee hears his shouts. She turns round and her eyes widen at the sight of me.

"Rose?" She shouts and my other old friends turn around. They all rush over to me and someone - I'm not sure who - hands me some weed which I happily take a drag of.

"Oh man it is good to be back," I laugh as Aimee puts her arm around me and grins at the sky.

"Let's get fucked!" Molly cheers loudly and we all shout with her. I quickly dump my bag in Aimee's flat which is on the ground floor and we all make our way to the bus station.

We're loud, obnoxious and high as fuck as we ride the bus to a house party. Molly starts making out with some guy and his friend sits next to me, letting me take drags on his fag.

"You're cute," he slurs, obviously drunk.

"You got any drink?" I ask, ignoring him.

"Course," he nods, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a bottle of vodka.

"Sweet," I grin, taking a large mouthful.

"You're cute," he says again.

"As nice as that is," I say, standing up, "this is my stop. I'm leaving, you're staying here and I'm taking the vodka with me."

I clamber off the bus with Aimee, Molly and the others and we walk down the road to a house where heavy dubstep is being blasted.

I'm home and ready to live how I used to.

How I'm supposed to.

The way I'm happy with.

The only way I know how to live.

Now lets get fucked up.