Alone. (Michael Sutthakorn)

Chapter Nineteen.

(Jamie's POV)

"I can't believe he thinks I would just talk to him, just like that." I moaned, I looked at Ben who didn't seem interested. I keep saying things, random things. I miss Michael and I've been away from him for what a couple of days, there are just some things you can't let go of that easy. My thing would be Mike.

"Yeah, I totally agree..." Ben said shaking his head, he had no idea what I was talking about. He wasn't even staring at my face, I looked down and he was staring at my breasts.

"My eyes are up here!" I said getting annoyed and pointing to my eyes. Do all boys treat you like crap nowadays?

"Oh, Jamie. I'm sorry you make it hard when you're wearing a low top." He smirked, he thought it was funny? I don't. I scoffed and picked up my stuff, made my way to the door.

"Thanks for letting me stay, but I'm gonna go." I said shaking my head. I didn't hear him tell me not to, I didn't hear him ask where I was going. He clearly wasn't bothered, nor was anyone else.

I took of walking around the town, I had no idea where I was going to go. I looked at my phone fifty percent, I could ring someone? Couldn't I!

I flicked through my contacts.

Ellie - Holiday.

Dad - No way am I going back there, I can't. I've ignored all of his calls and texts.

Dan - Holiday with Ellie.

Ben - Couldn't stop staring at my boobs long enough to care.

Charlie - I can't talk to him, can I?

Aiden - Hell no.

Emilia - If Aiden hates me surely she would? Right?

I took the chance, I rang her.

"Hello?" Her girly voice answered the phone. I smiled knowing that someone actually picked up, someone actually spoke to me.

"Hey it's Jamie-" The line went dead as soon as I said who I was. I went to the bus stop, I'm officially homeless. I put my head in my hands and cried, I cried so much. My eyes became puffy and red.

Rubbing my eyes was probably the worst thing I could of done. I don't know what to do with myself, maybe I should go and try to speak to my father? You never know how that is going to turn out.

I start walking back to my house- old house. I mean it's not my house anymore, as much as I hated and still hate him. I miss Charlie, even though he new Jesse and Jacob. Jesse bullied me, to the extent I wanted to do bad things. By bad things I mean self harm I never let it get that far, but it was close. I had the good days, then I had the bad days.

Arriving at my house brought back so many memories, bad and good. I miss my dad, I didn't want to leave him but I new Charlie would leave me to clean up his mess.

"Jamie?" I heard someone call. I looked over to see my next door neighbour looking at me confused.

"Yes?" I replied a little confused with why she was surprised that I was here, I mean that is my house? Kind of. Not really, it used to be.

"I thought you moved out?" She said looking from the house and back.

"Moved out?" I'm so confused. I have no idea what is going on here, I've moved out. Did my dad move out? Did he not even bother to look for me! I shouldn't be angry about that but god am I, he didn't really care where I was, who I was with. He called twice maybe even three times, he gave up after three calls.

"Yeah, a couple of days ago I saw the vans to move your furniture. I'm confused as to why you're back at the house, love?" She asked. She was a sweet lady, she must be in her early twenties. She's done well for herself, I remember her telling me about it. She never got on with my parents, she got on with me more. I guess I'm more of her age.