The Denny House

chapter 30

"wake up you sad bitch" heath said as he ripped open my curtains, letting in the bright morning sun. 

"heath! stop! close the curtains!" i said as i pulled the blanket up over my head.

"no. okay, youve been laying in this bed for 2 weeks. i dont know what your problem is, but if you dont get out of bed and shower, because we all know damn well you smell like a sewer rat, im going to pick you up, carry you to my pool, and throw you in. got it?." he said, yanking the blanket off me. 

"give me back my blanket! im going to sleep!" i said. 

"i told you what was going to happen if you didnt listen. guess what." 

he picked me up bridal style, and carried me out the front door. i kicked and moved around as much as possible to escape his grip, but nothing worked. when we got to his drive way, i stopped and accepted the fact that he has a firm grip on me. we entered his back yard and he held me over the pool. 

"you gonna tell me why youve been sad and mopey for the past 2 weeks?" he questioned

"nah." i said. 

and with that, he threw me into the pool. the icy water took over my body. i jolted up, and quickly got out of the water. 

"rude." i said as i walked out of the gate. 

i walked in my front door,  took off all my clothes, leaving me naked, and put them in the washer. Perks of living alone. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I did my business, got dressed, in pajamas of course and got back in bed.

After about 20 minutes of thinking, I get out of bed, get dressed, and walk to Heath's. He deserves to know. I shouldn't be hiding things like this from my best friend.

I knock on the door once, and walk in.

"Heath?!" I shout.

"Backyard!" I hear him shout back. 

i walk to the door to see him and scotty filming.

"hey scotty, do you mind if i talk to heath alone?"

he got up and started to leave but heath grabbed his wrist, stopping him. 

"no, whatever you have to say to me, you can say to scott too." 

"fine." i guess they are all going to find out anyway. 

"whats your problem?" heath asked. 

i sat down in the plastic lawn chair next to heath. 

"so lately, ive been going a really bad breakup." i confessed

heath laughed "ava, you have to be in a relationship to have a breakup. did you date someone?"

i nodded silently. 

"wow. okay. who was it." 

"graysondolan" i said really quickly. 

"who?" he asked again. 

"grayson dolan." i repeated myself. 

"grayson dolan. like. the hot one." 

i nodded again. 

"DAMN! HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT?" he shouted

"ouch" i said, slightly offended

"well, i mean your hot, but hes like mega hot." scott said, backing up heaths comment. 

"first of all, scott, you have a girlfriend, and second of all, im highly offended that you think i couldnt get a hot guy." i said "i guess your right, i did marry heath after all."