Alone. (Michael Sutthakorn)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

(Jamie's POV)

"Go and get changed into something else." My Dad said still looking at the television. I looked down at my clothes, I was dressed in Michael's jogging bottoms and his baseball shirt.

"Why?" I asked I don't really have many girl clothes except one outfit. So a pair of leggings and a top which was a crop top.

"You look like shit." Charlie said taking a sip of his drink.

I wish my Dad would realise that I wasn't the one who trashed the house, there was so much stuff I wish I could explain to my Dad but I know he wouldn't listen.

I huffed and stomped up the stairs. I'm just going to have to pull out my outfit to try and look like a half decent girl.

I can't believe it is Jesse, I'm trying not to think about it but I know that Charlie will find it highly amusing. My Dad won't care for what he is doing, he knows that I got bullied by her... And Jacob. Like he cares.

I get my black crop top along with my tartan black and white leggings. This was the outfit I wore to Michael's the day I went and spoke to Emilia.

I try to make myself look half decent.

I remember I brought my phone, I pulled it out of my bag.

Two messages:

From: Michael😘

Hey princess. I know you might not reply but I want you too know that you've only been there a couple of days but I miss you so much, please come back as soon as you can. Also, when you can message me back I need to know you're safe. I love you😘

From: Emilia x

Hey! I need to speak to you, tell me when you can come round to my flat and talk, x

I want to reply but I heard the door open, I threw my phone back in my bag. I pretended to sort out my bag putting things back in place. I pulled my leather jacket.

"What were you doing?" Charlie said coming closer to me, I let out a sigh knowing he has probably found out.

"Sorting my bag out." I said trying to cover up, not the best cover up but I tried. He believed it, he stepped away and walked back over to the door.

"You should unpack your gonna be here a long time." Charlie laughed closing the door. Correction. I'm not going to be here a long time.

I sigh and pull my phone back out, I hid it under my mattress. I didn't want them to find it, I wanted to keep it for when I escape. People would think I am stupid for thinking I am going to escape, but I know I will. I'll make sure I will.

I straighten out my clothes and walk downstairs to be greeted by my Dad, Charlie and Jesse.

"Hi Jamie." Jesse said sarcastically. I wanted to punch her but I tried to push it off.

"Hi." I fake smiled, I didn't want to be nice to her but I didn't want to be horrible to her.

"Jamie." My Dad said sternly, I turned my attention towards him. "I've got you a job at one of the local shops, you're going to work there to earn back the money you owe me for trashing the house." He said, I couldn't disagree, I would be in more trouble then I already am. I just nodded and plopped myself down on the couch next to my Dad. I kept my distance from him, I still hate him. He knows I would never of done this!

"If you don't mind me asking, why is Jamie paying you back?" Jesse asked. Way to stick your nose in.

"He does mind." I said before he could say a word. The look on my fathers face wasn't pleasant, I don't understand why he feels the need to tell everyone about our business.

"Jamie!" My Dad said in disgust. He gave me an angry look then smiled at Jesse, which she returned. She smiled with her pale white teeth, they were overly white.

"Why does everyone have to know my business." I mumbled. My Dad obviously heard it seeming as his head snapped to the side and faced me.

"Go to your room." He said. I saw the little smirk on Jesse and Charlie's faces.

"I'm not a fucking two year old!" I shouted standing up out of my seat.

"I don't want to see you." He said putting his hand up In front of his face. If he wasn't my father I would wish I could punch him.

"Fuck you." I snarled. "I don't want to be here anyway, you two were the ones who brought me here. I never wanted to come back i had a happy life going with Michael." Bit of a lie, my life was terrible but I was getting there. "What makes you think I would want to spend time with low life's like yourselves." I smirked, I stormed out of the room and made my way up to my temporary room.

I sat against the door so I know when someone is coming in, or coming up the stairs. I had my phone in my hand crying. I wanted to ring Michael but they could probably hear me talking into the phone if I did.

To: Michael😘

I wish I could be there with you, it is like living in hell here. I hate it, they hate me. I think I'm only here because Charlie is a spiteful idiot who wants me to live in absolute hell, it's horrible. I wish you could save me:( I sound like a two year old I know but I genuinely hate it here. Guess who is dating my brother? Jesse. You know the one who bullied me, she isn't with Jacob anymore so god knows where he is. Anyway, they've even got me a job to pay for the things I 'broke'. My Dad still doesn't believe me.

Okay. Sorry for rambling on, I'm not okay but I'll hang in there. I love you 😘xxx

I sent the message to Michael I felt the warm tears trickle down my cheeks, I guess this is something I am going to have to deal with now. Living in hell practically.

I forgot Emilia sent me a message, I should probably explain it to her too and that is why I couldn't come to her flat.

To: Emilia.

Hi, I'm sorry for the late reply. I know this sounds crazy, and it all happened quickly even for me to understand what is going on right now. After I came back from chatting with you at the cafe, I got a call from the police telling me how they need to talk to me. Basically long story cut short, I got blamed for what my brother did. Trashing the house, well causing it to happen. I would love to meet up with you, when I find out where I am when I start work. Yay. I'll try tell you where I am, I will also try and get out of here as fast as possible. Bye!!x

In Emilia's message that I sent to her I tried to act as happy as I could, it didn't really work but I tried.

I want people to think I'm safe, I don't know if I am. I could be...

A loud bang came from behind my door...

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a/n:

Hey! I'm sorry for the constant slow updates.

I'm back to school tomorrow, ffs. I'm dreading going back to school, I start my GCSES this year which is pretty scary for me. Year 10, woo.

I hope you have a good year of school, if you are going to school or collage I don't know, I hope you have a good year anyway.

Thanks for all of the reads and things, I love all you beauties! 💗💗💗💗