Life as a fangirl

Chapter 20 - Opening up

Chapter 20 - Opening Up

" My parents neglect me... " I start. " They always have. Every time they are home they don't talk to me unless its at a dinner party. They don't call me when they are away. They ignore my calls when I call them. They hate me. As do I them. I always believed my parents wanted the best for me until I was seven. I then realized they are terrible people who don't care about me. When I was eleven, my parents held a dinner party. I came in the house muddy and late because I was outside playing with Ethan. My parents smiled it off but I could see fury in their eyes. Later that night after everybody left both my parents came in my room. They yelled at me what a terrible child I am. My light hatred toward my parents turned into a burn, when my mom told me she didn't want me. She wanted to put me up for adoption but it would look bad on their reputation. " By now my voice is shaking. " She told me if she knew I was gonna be a little brat who didn't care about life she would've aborted me. " I watch Adam's reaction. His eyes are wide and his mouth is agape. I think he thinks I will cry.

But I won't.

I learned not to cry long ago. My parents aren't worth my tears. " Melinda, I am so sorry. You don't deserve that. " I nod, and I believe it. I know I don't deserve it.

" Well do you have any problems that I need to know of? " I say jokingly. But stop when I realize his face is serious.

" My dad, he used to beat me and my mom and brother and sister. He was an alcoholic. " His voice is shaking and I find myself in repulsion of this man already. " Rosie was only one and he would slap her like she was a grown man. " His fists clench. " On nights when he would get done fucking another woman, he would come home to my mom and tell her how worthless she is then beat her. When I would try to cut in to make him stop he would turn on me. At the time I wasn't strong enough to stop it. " By now my fists are clenched and I want nothing more to do than to kill this man. " A couple of years ago we got away. We ran. My mom called her dad and we got away. We moved here. Then my mom met Derek. He was great. He was good with all of us. He was the perfect way to forget about our past. He helped us move on. " Adam manages a small smile. I do too. Derek is a great guy.

I'm cautious to ask another question. " Have you heard from him? "

" Nope. And if I do, I might kill him. "

I don't doubt it.

•••••••••••

Adam and I spend the rest of the night laying on my bed facing each other and just talking. We told each other everything.

I definitely feel closer to him.

••••••••••••••••

I wake up the next morning, well you can't tell its morning with the storm and all. Anyway I wake up tangled in Adams arms. I smile. One arm is draped protectively over my waist and the other is under my head. Our legs are embedded together.

We fit together perfectly.

I attempt to move his arm. Though I don't want to, I have to. I'm about to piss my pants. And since I'm no subtle when it comes to waking people up, I go with the option of pushing him off the bed. He groans as he gets up off the floor. " What the hell was that for? " He scowls at me.

Well there is no need for the attitude.

" I had to pee. " I say casually with a shrug. He grunts in response and pushes himself up.

Im a great girlfriend. He can treat me better.

•••••••••••••••

Its been two weeks since we have been cooped up in my house. The storm is lighting up, they say that we can leave in about three days. Well, everyone else can leave. This is my house. Adam and I have grown really close these past two weeks.

Its unhealthy.

We are doing great. I'm in my room reading when there is a knock. I know its not Amy, Michelle, or Adam because they don't knock. They barge in like the bastards they are. So honestly I have no idea who it is. I yell a quick ' come in. ' My mouth drops open when I look who is standing at my door.

Noah. Zoe's brother.

He gives me a cheeky smile as he comes over. " Melinda, I need your help. "

" What? With what? " I say confused. He has only talked to me once and that was to say hi. He turns the side of his head in the left direction. That is when I notice blood trailing down a huge gash on the side of his neck and shoulder. I gasp as I cover my mouth. " What happened? " I ask in a rush. " Why would you come to me? Go to our infirmary! "

He shakes his head, eyes wide. " I can't nobody can know about this. " I give him a confused look and he continues. " I was doing something for my mom. It is a surprise because she needs a surprise. While I was working on it, I fell off a ladder and landed on some glass. I need your help to clean it up. And you can't tell nobody about this! It will ruin the surprise. " I think about it for a moment. I mean I can help him. I do know how to do this. I have a first aid kit in my bathroom. So without really thinking about it, I nod.

I come out of the bathroom with a first aid kit and approach Noah as he sits at the edge of my bed. I walk in front of him and bend down so I'm at his neck. I pull out the gauge and creme. I slowly apply the cream and a low moan comes Noah. Blood smears in with the white creme. A few seconds later after applying some creme and cleaning it to where I can now see the cut, it isn't to bad. I pull out an alcohol swab and dab it on there. He hisses and grabs my waist tightly. I'm about to tell him to move his hands when I hear, " What the hell is this? "

Adam.