Midnight

Chapter 3

"Are you all packed up, Ada?" Zack asks while he leads me in the hotel room.

"About that.", I mumble.

"What?" he turns around to me.

"I don't want to go, I think I'm going to just stay here for a bit." I calmly say.

"You can't, mom isn't going to change her mind about staying." he sits down on the bed but I stay standing.

"I didn't say we're going to stay here for a bit, I said I." the words come out of my mouth before I realize what I'm saying. I look at my brother and he looks shocked.

"You have to go home with us. We're not going to fight about this." he grabs ahold of his bags and walks past me.

"There's no argueing needed. I'm staying, it's not your decision." I say softly before he shuts the door.

After a couple of minutes of trying to understand what I just did, I leave the room. Heading up to mine, I'm excited to tell Spencer that I don't let people push me around. As I made it to the room, all his bags were near the door. I forgot this was a hotel, people usually only stay a night. I need to find him.

I sit on my bed and lay there. I find myself thinking about what I just did. I did this because of some jerk that said I couldn't. I just don't want to lose him again. He was my bestfriend. I lost him once, I don't want to lose him again. Even though he has already gotten on my nerves, I missed him. I'm glad to be able to see and talk to him again. But I have probably hurt my mom and brother just because of a guy I don't even know. I shouldn't of done this. I shouldn't of said any of that. I shouldn't stay.

"Are you crying?" I jump out of my thoughts. I look over and see Spencer standing by the door. I pull myself up and quickly wipe the tears that had fallen. I didn't notice that I had been crying.

"No." I don't need him to see me like this after telling him how 'badass' I am.

"What's wrong?" his words surprise me. His eyes are fixed on me as I walk over to my bag.

"Honestly?" After all the time apart, I don't know if he even cares about me anymore.

"You could tell me if you want" he moves his attention to his bags.

"I took your advice and I'm staying." I say quietly.

"How would that make you upset?" he acts as if he doesn't have a care in the world.

"I hurt my family, I don't know what I'm going to do or where I'm going to stay, I have no money, I-" he interrupts me. "Those are your problems." he says.

"What should I do, I mean you are the one who told me to do this." he turns to me. He got me in this mess, he can get me out of it.

"I told you to not let people step on you, and I didn't know you relied on your mommy to support you." he smirks at me.

"I support myself, I'm nineteen." I say bluntly.

"Act like it then." he snaps.

"You really aren't going to help me?" I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do.

"All I can say is go to some parties, finds some friends that aren't uptight like you, and try to actually have fun. You know there are a few colleges here, jobs, food, houses, apartments, and more. You just need to get out there." he grabs the rest of his bags then walks out of the room. Leaving me alone, his side was completely empty.

I pull my shirt off over my head before unzipping and unbuttoning my jeans before pulling each of my legs out of them. I jump into the shower, making sure to wash my hair and shave. After I'm done, I put my normal black undergardments on. I grab my slightly ripped light blue skinny jeans. I slid my feet in them, making sure not to rip the holes. I go through my suitcase to find a shirt. I decide on my gray button up with a tank top underneath. I slip it on and button three-fourths of it up. I stick my hotel key in my pocket and I decide to 'go out there' like Spencer said.