Chapter 2

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"May help you?" Alex asked. I go to walk past him but he grabs my upper arm.

"Can't I walk into my own house?" I said through gritted teeth. His eyes widened and he let go of my arm.

"Zoey? Wow you...you look great since the last time i saw you!" He exclaimed. I rolled my eyes and walked past him. I walk up the stairs to go in my room but saw something written on the guest room door:

 Alex

"MOM!" I yelled. She ran out of her room looking scared.

"WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU BLEEDING? SHOW ME WHERE YOUR HURT!" She yelled really loud, causing Alex to come upstairs to join our so-called conversation.

"What happened?" He asked. I narrowed my eyes at him and said a simple 'you' and turned to my mother.

"Why is He here!?!" I Said somewhat calm. My mom rolled her eyes.

"That's why you yelled? Not to mention, SCARING THE CRAP OUTTA ME!" She shouted.

"Mom, Quit stalling"

"His parents are going on a six month trip to Asia for a business trip" She said defeated.

"Why couln't they take him!?"

"They woulden't have time for him."

"I'm right here ya know"

"Unfortunately yes" I said and he glared at me.

"OH MY GOD! THERE'S A COW!" i yelled and they both looked away to where i pointed. I took the chance to run into my room. I locked the door and jumped on my bed. All those years, those dreaded years have been the worst because of Him.

***FLASHBACK***

I was nine years old and very gullible,

"HAHAHAHAHAHA, SUCH A LOSER!" Alex laughs at me. This time loosened my wheels on my bike, so when i got on it and started riding, it broke.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! YOUR SO FAT, IT BROKE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" I started to cry and run back home, to my safety of this cruel world, and get my cuts cleaned up.

***END OF FLASHBACK***

This was going to be a long six months.

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