~ Chapter 15 ~
I caught his eye on me but I just started walking.
"Hey! Ariana! Wait up!"
I started walking faster when I heard his running steps behind me.
"Wait!" He said, grabbing my wrist in hard grip.
I turned around as I stopped walking.
"What?" I said, crossing my arms.
He was the one that could stop my freaking dad from raping me, but no. He was there WATCHING THE WHOLE THING.
"What happend yesterday? I left when you walked up to your dad. Thought you maybe you could use a little privacy." He said. His voice was worried, but he tried to hide it.
So he wasn't there last night? I can't believe I just blamed him for something he didn't do.
"Uhm nothing happend. He was just drunk, nothing more" I said, nodding a little with my head.
"Okay."he nodded."But where are headed now?"
"I'm in my way to Andrew's. He's expecting me soon, so if you wanna join we have to go now" I said, checking my phone to see how much the clock is.
"Oh sorry I can't. Have to help mom today. She kind of got pissed yesterday, I was going to help her but I bailed. So today I'm busy, but have fun!" He smiled.
I nodded and said "thanks" before turning around and started walking away.
He was expecting a hug. I know that. But I don't feel like touching anyone right now. 'Cause if someone touches me, it will just remind me about Ted. It's like he's touching me all over again and doing the same thing for every touch. He's raping me by every touch.
I felt disgusting just to think of it.
15 minutes passed and I was infront of Andrew's.
I rang the doorbell to his big, richman's house.
"Coming!" I heard his dad's voice shout, along with some footsteps.
The door opened and I was greated by a smile. "Hello Ariana! Andrew is expecting you" he opened the door so I could come in.
After coming inside I walked up the stairs and to Andrews room.
"Hey Andrew!" I knocked on his door. It was locked.
"Just a minute!" He shouted.
I rolled my eyes.
After a while he opened the door to his big room with a 'I'm sorry' look. I just laughed and walked inside to his room.
But he wasn't alone.
Kendall was there. Lying in his bed. I could tell that she slept here tonight.
I stopped and looked over at Andrew for a second as he shut the door.
"I thought you were alone?" I asked.
"She didn't tell you that she was sleeping at my house today?" He asked.
The fact that Kendall could hear all of this scared me a little, she could turn into a real bitch when she's mad.
"No. She kind of just left without telling me yesterday" I said.
He looked over at Kendall, she was ignoring us. "Why?" He asked.
"Because your father came Ari, I didn't want to get beat up" she interrupted.
"So you let me get beat up instead? Yeah thanks" I said ironic.
"You don't look beaten up to me" she said. The bitch is here.
"You don't know what he did yesterday" I said looking away from them both.
I could see from the corner of my eye that they gave eachother concerned looks.
"Ariana" Andrew said quitely. His arm landed on my shoulder. I brushed it away, uncomfortable with a boy touching me.

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