Silence. || Baysha - [Bayley + Sasha Banks]

silence. | chapter eight

Sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 24ᴛʜ | 6:24 ᴘ.ᴍ | Sᴀsʜᴀ ʙᴀɴᴋs

I managed to get his hands off of me, I stomp on his foot and back away from the door trying to catch my breath.

Bayley stood at the bottom of the staircase now with a worried face.

"Bayley, go upstairs!" Her adoptive mother yelled at her and she still stood there. "BAYLEY!" She yelled louder startling Bayley.

I stepped back from the door and he slams it in my face. I huff and get into my car heading back home.

I opened the door and my parents, Maribelle, aunt and uncle were at the dinner table.

"Where have you been young lady?!" My father yelled and I rolled my eyes at Maribelle who was laughing.

"Just took a ride," I was cut off by him holding his hand out.

"Give me your car keys." He say sternly and I stare at him in disbelief.

"Mom?" I called out as my voice cracked and tears welled in my eyes.

"Give me the car keys." He repeats in a firmer, louder tone. I pull the keys out of my pocket and slam it on the table.

I push my chair out and I was about to walk away when my father said something, "get back here and come have dinner." He says.

I stood firm where I was. I didn't move a muscle until my mother repeated what he said.

"I don't want any dinner." I say turning to face them. A tear fell from my eyes and I look at Maribelle. "I hate you." I spat running upstairs and slamming my door shut. I locked it and collapsed on my bed crying.

As frustrating as the Bayley situation is, the last thing I needed was my parents embarrassing me in front of them.

Sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 25ᴛʜ | 6:12 ᴀ.ᴍ | Sᴀsʜᴀ ʙᴀɴᴋs

I head downstairs after all night. Again, everyone was at the table.

"Hey sweetheart, do want any breakfast?" My mother asked and I exhaled ignoring her for a minute.

"No. I'm fine." I reply but, I hadn't eaten anything since lunch yesterday. I figured I'd walk to get some breakfast and skip lunch.

"You haven't had any food yesterday.. are you sure you don't want any." I shook my head no and I sniffed. She walked over to me and hugged me.

"It's okay sweetie." She whispers and I hug her back as I cry on to her shoulder. "You can take my car." She whispers placing her keys into my jacket pocket.

"Thank you." I whisper pulling away from her.

"No breakfast?" She asked this time and I still declined. My mind was made up.

"No thanks." I say with a small smile.

I hear my father yelling so, I quickly hop into my aunt's car and pull out of the driveway. Maribelle's first day was today and she can walk her ass to school.

I bought a breakfast burrito on my way to school and in a few minutes I make it to school. The school bus had yet to arrive so, Bayley wasn't here yet.

I waited outside and finished my burrito as the bus pulled up. Bayley stepped off the bus and I walk up to her. She looks at me with a worried face and I knew it was because of what happened.

"I'm fine." I smile and I touch her hand eventually holding part of it with just my fingers.

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