Stop Counting Numbers

11.

We got out of the car then got in a warehouse.

"Brad?" I asked and he chuckled as he held on my hand tighter.

Then he knocked on the only door in the hallway.

"Password?" Somebody asked and I recognised the voice.

I stepped infront of Brad and whispered.

"Tristan is my favorite."

"That's not the password but it can work." Tristan said and I laughed.

"I heard that." Brad, James and Connor said making Tristan and I laugh.

"Happy Birthday girlie!" They greeted and I thanked them.

"Your idols are here, and I mean the girls." James said making me squeal.

"WHERE ARE THEY?" I asked and they laughed.

"Here." Connor said as he removed me from Brad's arms and led me to a room.

"Happy Birthday Lea!" The girls  greeted as soon as Connor got out the door and closed it.

"Thanks guys!" I said and then they all had a mischievous smile on.

"Okay? I think I'm gonna.." I trailed off but Kirstie grabbed me and sat me down a chair.

"Make up time!" Luisa said and I laughed.

After dolling me up, I stood up and examined my face on the mirror.

"Prettiest I've been." I said and they all chuckled.

"You've always been pretty. With or without make up, we just got a bit carried away today." They said making all of us chuckle.

"Let's goooooo." Kirstie said and we all went out.

"Lea!" I heard as someone turned me around to face them.

"Sam"

"Why do you do this to me?"

"Why do I do what, Sam?" I asked him and he pulled me upstairs to an empty room.

"Why do I love you?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Sam, you don't! Stop saying that you do cause this hurts me as much as it does to you! You were the one who broke up with me, Sam, why?" And at this point, my tears we're functioning like a waterfall.

"Because I'm scared of what I'm feeling, Lea, I didn't want to love someone." He said and I noticed that he kept on looking behind me.

I turned around to see someone recording us.

"Sam, you idiot! I trusted you with all my heart but you played with me. I thought you really cared now!" I screamed and I saw his face change emotions from apologetic to devious.

"Nobody will ever care for you. With your backstory, everyone will just treat you like a charity case. Your parents now, adopting you cause your real mom couldn't take care of you-" He said but I cut him off with slapping him.

"Never. Ever. Put. My. Mom. In this stuff. This is between you and me, don't include my parents in it you disgusting pig!" I screamed but he slapped me.

"You have no right to call me that! You are a worthless piece of junk that people pick up. You slut, ugly bitch. No one will ever love you. You're a mistake! You deserve to rot somewhere, where nobody will ever look at you and feel sorry. You should do us all a favor and go kill yourself."

"You know what, Sam? Maybe I will." I said then I felt a hand on mine.

"Leave." Brad told Sam but Sam shook his head.

"You again?"

"I SAID LEAVE!" Brad roared at Sam making him stumble back and run. Even I got scared.

I looked at Brad to see him clenching his jaw, looking straight forward where Sam was stood just seconds ago. I looked at the floor before I started crying.

"I wanna go home." I said, still crying.

"Lea-" Brad started but I shook my head then looked at him.

"Brad, Sam is right. I'm a piece of garbage." I said, tears still pouring down my face.

"Lea no. I like you, okay?! I like you but I never got a chance to say it cause everytime I do, Sam comes up. I was planning on telling you tonight but this happened. Sam happened. Again! I just want you to be-" he rambled but I cried harder.

"Brad, this can't happen, I can't be with you!" I stopped him.

"Why, Lea?" He asked as he put his hand under my chin and forced me to look at him gently.

"I'm just 17, well I guess 18, with a sorry story, why would you like me? I'm just a crazed fan whom you followed and talked to for who knows what reason."

"Age is just a number Lea. Stop counting numbers." He said before kissing me, me kissing back.

"Lea, please. You deserve the world. Please let me show that to you." Brad said.

"There's more to me than you know Brad. I'm scared that if you get to know me more, you'll end up treating me like Sam. Image tired of being used Brad. I'm tjred of my life." I said as I cried.

"I won't use you, you know that. I'm willing to take time to get to know you. I promise I won't be different. Please." He said and I shook my head.

"Not now Brad." I said before hugging him.

"Thanks for everything." I said and then let go.

I looked at him to see tears forming in his eyes.

I ran downstairs and immediately went to find my mom.

"Mom, I wanna go home." I begged her, tears still falling.

"But wh- okay sweetie, we're going home. Justin, please tell Anne and her family." My mom said and hugged me. Justin went off as my mom and I went home.

We were on a silent car ride and I saw my reflection on the side view mirror. I touched the necklace pendant and cried again. What have I done?

"Mom, I'm ready to move with dad and Nikki." I said and looked at her.

She frowned but nodded.

"I'll call them as soon as we get home if you want." She said and I nodded.

"Please. Thanks mom." I said abd she smiled at me weakly.