Lauren's POV"LAUREN!!" Jeffrey screams through the appartment.
I don't really feel like talking so I don't respond. I hear doors being opend and slammed shut. Then he's at the bathroom door where I am. He tries to open it but it is locked.
"Lauren? Are you in there? Can you open the door?" Jeffrey says soft.
"No can you go away please."
"No. Come out and we can talk."
"I dont want to talk. Just go away." I say while I feel tears coming down.
"Lauren please."
"Goddamnit fucking leave!" I never swear but I just couldn't help myself. I know Jeffrey is surprised because it is death silent.
I hear Jeffrey walking away. I let myself sit in the bath and let my head fall back. I close my eyes and just think. Should I just let the water drown me? I let the water fill the tub. I am still in my clothes and I feel the warm water go through it. The tube is half full when there is another knock on the door.
"Lauren what are you doing? You have been in there for hours." I regonize Marcus his voice.
"Nothing just taking a bath." I say so he won't come in because he thinks I am naked.
"Lauren I am coming in." Marcus says.
"No you are not. I am taking a bath!" I scream.
"I don't care. Get a towle but I am coming in in ten seconds."
"No just go away!"
"Unlock the door I will." Marcus says.
"No go away!" I hear the door being pushed open and Marcus steps in the bathroom. I feel him looking at me.
"What are you doing?" He asks.
"Taking a bath."
"In your clothes?"
"Yes are you blind?"
"No I am not. Come on get out." He stops the water from running and I slap him on his arm. He looks surprised.
He gets a towle and hands me his hand. I decline it."Lauren come on get out, please." He looks straight in my eyes but I just shake my head.
"Lauren come out or I will do it." He says.
"No don't touch me." He grabs my arm and lifts me up like I weight nothing. He wrappes the towle around me and hugs me.
"Let go of me!" I push him off and I run into my bedroom. I change into other clothes and throw the wet ones on the floor.
I just sit on my bed waiting until my brothers go to bed so I can get out of the house.Finally at midnight it id quiet in the appartment and I softly open my door. I tiptoe through the hallway to the frontdoor. I open it and close it behind me as soon as I went through. I walked out of the building into the streets.
It probably is a bad idea to walk in the streets at this time but I just wanted to get out.
After ten minutes I arrive at a park. The trees at the side of the path are beautiful. The lantarns shine softly just enough to see where you are going. It is quiet. I follow the path until I see a beautiful spot on the other side. I get of the path and walk towards it.
Nobody is here and I sit down to admire my view. After I think a hour of just sitting there thinking about nothing I start to walk further into the wooded area. The trees stand closser together. I slowly walk through it but it becomes more and more difficult to see. The moon isn't that bright and I am to far the see any light of the lanterns. I also don't have my phone with me. I thought it would be better if I just left that at home so my brothers won't call me.If I was in my hometown I would have went to my mothers grave and just talk to her. But now I don't have anybody to talk to. Yes I have my brothers but that is different. They worry to much.
I look around but I can't see anything anymore. I sit down against a tree and close my eyes.
I hear footsteps coming closer to me. I don't know from what direction they are coming from but I try to keep still. Maybe it's just an animal. I look around and I see a bright light shine right into my eyes. I close them because it hurts."What are you doing here?" I regonize the voice. It's Brandon. How can it be that out of all people here in New York I always come across Brandon.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I asked to quiestion first so answer." His tone was demanding.
"I just needed to clear my head."
"And that is way you are in the woods in the middle of the night? Are you crazy? Come on I am taking you home." Brandon says while reaching out for me.
"No I am not going home. Just get yourself home." I say hars.
"Lauren I am not letting you be here by yourself. So either I'll take you home or I call to your home to get your parents here."
"Fine call them. I bet they won't pick up."
"Come on I am taking you home." He grabs my arm and lifts me up.
"No let go of my!" I start to cry and I punch him in his face and I run off. I look around to see if he his still following me. I don't see the light anymore. Then I look back to the front and BAM. I am on the ground.
I open my eyes and see a big fat tree standing infront of me. I just ran into a tree great! Not.
I get up but I feel dizzy so I sit back down again. I feel blood coming out of my nose.Great. This is the best night of my life!
"Lauren come on. Stand up. You can't run away from me." I look up and Brandon is standing infront of me.
"Well if this tree wasn't here I think I would have won." He laughs but then sees the blood coming out of my nose.
"Oh shit are you alright?"
"Yes I am fine. I just wait until it stops."
"Come on I'll take you to my house so you can clean up and after that I'll take you home." Brandon says while lifting me up my feet. He holds me longer until he knows that I won't fall back down or run away again.
We walk for a couple minutes until we reach his house. He opens the door and leads me into the kitchen. He grabs me a towle and holds it against my nose.
"What is going on here?" I hear Clair say.
"Lauren ran into a tree." Brandon says while laughing.
"Why were you two out in the middle of the night?" She asks.
"I couldn't sleep so I decided to walk around and then I saw Lauren going into the woods so I followed her." Brandon says.
"Lauren why were you out?" Clair asks. I just lift my shoulders. I don't feel like talking to anyone so I also don't want to talk to her.
Collin's POV
I wake up at three in the morning because I need to pee. I walk to the bathroom and decide to check up on Lauren. I open her door softly and look in. She's not in here room. I walk to the living room and kitchen. She is not there. I open Marcus's door and she is not there. I wake Marcus up and he looks enoyed.
"Marcus where is Lauren?"
"What do you mean? Isn't she in her room?" Marcus asks while sitting uo straight.
"No she isn't in the appartment." I say.
He gets out of bed and puts on some clothes and shoes.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"I am going to look for her." He says.
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Teen FictionAbuse isn't something anyone would want to endure. But unfortunately for Lauren it is something she has to deal with on a daily basis. After the loss of her mother 5 years ago, her father took a turn for the worst. Can she cope with it on her own or...