[completed] our lie『jyatt』

✩eleven: rewritten✩

spit on the fake queen

Jaeden
Tears streamed down my face as I watched Wyatt repeatedly pound Nicholas' face.

Nicholas was bigger than Wyatt, sure, but Wyatt sure did pack a punch.

I finally built up some courage to speak up through everything that was currently going on before my eyes.

"Stop! Stop it!" I yelled, trying to pull Wyatt away. I don't know how but I managed to pull him off and hold him back. Nicholas scrambled to his feet as a few of his posse members held him back so no one else would get hurt. They walked off and Wyatt shook me off of him, walking into the bathroom.

I hesitantly walked in after him and walked up to him, grabbing his shoulder to turn him around.

"Are you okay?" I asked, looking at the ground. "No! No Jaeden, I'm not okay! He raped you and I wasn't there to help you! I wasn't there to save you! He yelled, causing me to flinch.

"Wy-"

"No Jaeden, this isn't fine. I know you're gonna say it is but it's not." He cut me off, taking the words right out of my mouth.

What surprised me is when he started to tremble and a tear slipped down his cheek.

"I'm sorry..I'm so sorry Jaeden. I should've been there, I should've helped you."

I pulled him into a hug and held him tightly as he sobbed.

I didn't know he cared this much for me..

I rubbed circles on his back and comforted him in my arms. "Wyatt..it's okay." I said, pulling back.

"No-" I cut him off by cupping his cheeks, "Wyatt, it's okay." I reassured him. He just nodded and sniffled while a small smile appeared on his face.

"Can we go home?" I asked, lacing our fingers together as we walked out the bathroom, in case anyone saw us.

"Yeah." He replied, sending me a smile, which I returned along with a squeeze to his hand.

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I don't know how but the school let us leave. I mean, I doubt they care anyway, they're just there to get paid. They could care less if all of us dropped dead. (a/n: @ my school)

As Wyatt and I approached the house we let go of each other's hands. I walked in first, Wyatt following after.

I started to remember everything that had happened today and replayed what Nicholas did to me over and over and ov-

"Jae, are you okay?" Wyatt asked, waving his hand in front of my face. I blinked and nodded, not knowing how exactly to answer that.

I'm not okay..but I have to get over it.

"I'm gonna um- I'm gonna shower." I said to Wyatt, he nodded so I walked upstairs, towards the bathroom.

I feel so disgusted with myself.

I turned on the water and waited for it to turn warm. As I stepped in, i don't know why but I didn't feel like I was worthy of a nice warm shower. I honestly felt so disgusted with myself and turned the shower knob so the water turned cold.

I slid against the shower until I was sitting on the floor. I pulled my knees up to my chest and felt the cold water hit my skin, much like the hands of Nicholas touching me, touching me everywhere. A tear slipped out of my eye as I began to cry, moving onto sobs.

Why me.

lol this is depressing oops