Shut up a little

Chapter 6

* Alli's POV *

Prom, prom, prom. That was mostly what the walls of the school were filled up with. Shelby and Peyton were both going with thier dates, Chris and Ryan. I heard Noah was going with Paula, although I must admit, I wasn't happy. Noah and I had both become real good freinds even though Shelby highly disapproved. Not a lot of people knew though. We usually hung out outside of school, but I tended to stay away from his place house becasue of Mike and the horrible truth. This horrible truth that I wasn't able to let go of. I still didn't know what to do. Sometimes I felt like telling, releasing. And then not. The threat was too much, besides I didn't even know the man. But even thinking that would make me disgusted with myself. Yet I let it disgust me without taking any action.

"So Prom eh? Are you going?" I asked Noah as we walked to lunch.

"Well obviously I'm gonna go, I'm gonna be the prom King anyways so I guess I have no choice."

I rolled my eyes.

"Please, your ego is the only thing that'll win the throne. So your going with Paula right? I mean you guys have been dating for like five months."

"I know right, longest relationship. Your harsh words in the beginning got me." He smiled.

"So you didn't cheat? Hard to believe." I smirked. But I knew he didn't, he had changed.

"Maybe once or twice with this beautiful girl next to me." He joked.

"Shut up." I replied while playfully punching him in the arm. He laughed, but then he stopped short. He brought his hands up to my arm and pulled toward the empty spot under a staircase.

"Alli I broke up with Paula."

"What why?!" I exclaimed but I was real happy.

"I don't want to go to prom with her Alli, hell I didn't even like her that much, don't even know why I went out with her so long. There's this other girl I've liked, for a while. But I guess I was too scared to say. I want to go to prom with her." Somehow, not knowing why, I was pretty disappointed.

"You, scared? I doubt it. So who's this unlucky girl anyways?" I asked. He put his hands in his pocket.

"Will you go to prom with me Alli."

I didn't know what to say.

"Oh wait here I forgot this." He pulled out a card from his backpack. "Thought I should be sweet with this." He smiled.

"I, I don't know what to say." I mumbled.

"Oh come on, you know that you've like me anyways so just give in." He replied. I smiled. He always did make me laugh, but what he said wasn't false.

"I, god I don't know why this feels weird, um so I accept." I giggled nervously. He smiled.

"I knew it." He said and hugged me. I hesatated for a while but hugged him back.

"Noah, could you not tell anyone about this for a while." I asked him when I got out of his embrace.

"Why, do I embarass you?" He smirked.

"If only that were it." I said smiling. He took my hand and held it in his.

"Wanna go somewhere else instead of the cafeteria?" He asked.

"Why not?" I replied. And we walked out hand in hand to his car.

I was sitting on the floor of my room with Noah, talking about how we were going to dress at the prom.

"Okay so no bow tie?" I asked. He frowned.

"No do I look like I'm gay. I'll go with a tie."

"Fine" I huffed but I must admit, guys don't look too good with bowtie's. We were laughing and my mind hit something. Maybe it was about time I told.

"Noah?" I said hesitantly.

"Yea?" He looked up from his phone with his eyebrows raised.

"I um have to tell you something that I've been keeping inside for too long."

"What are you talking about?" He asked so concerned. I could do this, I had to.

"Um, so do you uh remember toward the beginning of the year when I first told you about like when I told you I was in the alley and I hear a gunshot or something and then I suddenly got interrupted by that son of a- I mean uh your uh brother."

"Yea.." He said hesitantly.

"Well what really happened was something terrible." I said not quite sure how to continue with this.

"What are you talking about then? What happened?"

"Someone got killed!" I said.

"What! What are you talking about! Alli? Alli tell me! Alli tell me who got killed!"

"I, uh yo, your dad." I blurted. Then we sat in silence, not talking. He stared at me in shock his eyes wide. Yet he wasn't looking at me. He was drifted somewhere else.

"M, my, my dad?" He asked stammering, confusion in his eyes. He looked up at me. I nodded.

"Noah, your, your brother threatened me that if I tell anyone, he would hurt me, me and my family."

He just stared past me.

"Noah?" I asked getting no response.

"Noah?" I slightly shook his arms. He snatched his arms away from me and I looked up in confusion to find him staring at me angrily.

"Noah, what happened?"

"Alli stop. Jokes could be funny, but this one was just terrible"

"But Noah."

"No! Shut the hell up Alli, my dad isn't a fucking murderer! Your fucking crazy!" Then he stormed out slamming the door behind him.

I sat on my bed thinking about his outburst. I didn't blame him, I mean I guess id be pretty freaked out if my dad was a murderer. But it wasn't that, that concerned me. It was the fact that maybe he didn't believe me. I wonder what would happen if he calmed down, would he talk to me or would he ignore me. Would he move or not come to school at all due to his father. And what would happen to prom? I was struck by surprise when he asked me. I can't stand this anymore, I need to talk to him. I reach for my phone rested on the nightstand. But as my fingertips touch it I think no. No he needs time, if I rush him, he'll hate me. I couldn't let go of him, not now. 

        One whole week has passed and I haven't heard from Noah, nor has he come to school. I even tried talking to Dylan and Roger, but they said they haven't heard from him. I entered the science room and Mrs.Spunkmeyer started calling roll. When she came to Noah, she paused. Everyone looked my direction. 

"I forgot to tell you all last period about Noah" She started. I held my breath. 

"He moved out to Chicago and won't be returning anytime soon. He got into a great college as well so wish him all best of luck."

 Almost everyone who knew him gasped, including me. 

"What!" Dylan exclaimed "That can't be true! He didn't even tell me and prom is coming. Why would he just leave now?" 

"Yea." Roger exclaimed

I nodded my head in agreement. 

"I don't know what to say to you Dylan. I just told you what his parenrs told me." 

"Well his parent's lied!" Dylan got up, pushing his chair, and walked out of the room.

"Well, that was pleasent." Mrs. Spunkmeyer sighed.

I put my head on my desk and felt a trickle of a tear rolling down my cheek. I can't believe he left everything, he didn't even tell me. Hell, he didn't even tell his best friends. This was all because of me. Now I couldn't even go to prom.

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I woke up trying to remember where I was. In bed, with my blanket over my head, my eyes numb from not sleeping last night. Noah. Noah. Noah. Noah. I need to do something about my disease. I'll call him. I pick up my phone and dial his number. 

"Sorry but this number is switched off." 

And it was right then I knew that I wouldn get him back.