Chapter 8 Christmas Hellos & Goodbyes

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Riya's P.O.V.

I ran upstairs and locked myself in my room. I thought he was gone for good, I could survive his visits but staying with him permanently. I slid down to the floor and started crying. I hadn't realized that I butt-dialed someone until they asked me what's wrong.
"Who are you?"

"It's Ash why are crying Riya."

 "Nothing."

"C'mon you gotta tell me."

"I'll tell you when I see you I'll go to the hotel right now."

"Okay." 

"Wait don't tell the guys about this."

"Fine."
I grabbed my backpack got some pajama's and some extra clothes then stormed out of my house.

Ashley's P.O.V.

That was weird I wonder whats going on Riya doesn't seem like the type of girl to get upset. I guess I'll just have to wait until she gets here...
Before Riya could knock on the door I pulled her inside.
Riya-" What are you doing?"

"You said you didn't want the guys to know, so them hearing you isn't going to help."

Riya-" Sorry. Thanks."

"Now would you mind telling me what happened."

Riya-" I found out that my brother is moving in with me and that he should be here by Christmas."

"So why is that a bad thing?"

Riya-" He's crazy he ruined my life once and I don't want it to happen again everything is fine now and I don't want that to be taken away from me again."

"I'm guessing this is a long story, but, I have time."

Riya-"Damn I was hoping you'd try to cheer me up by taking back to the club."

"And miss a story? I'll take you out tomorrow."

Riya-"Fine but its not exactly a happy bedtime story."

"I don't mind, now c'mon and sit down on the bed." I patted the soft mattress, she hesitated before deciding to sit next me.

Riya-"Well I don't know exactly where to start, I'll just start when my life started crashing down on me, that seems best. I was nine years old when my aunt was killed in a car crash, we were really close and it just killed me thinking that she was really gone. I was no longer the carefree child I was, I isolated myself it was all I could do, I wouldn't speak I barely ate and I didn't acknowledge anyone around me. I was practically a zombie there but not really. Then a little over a year later I was better but then things got worse my older brother got his girlfriend pregnant then he went crazy literally. There was always yelling and shouting in my house so I had to stay with my aunt a few times. He started accusing people of doing random bullshit and it scared the shit out of me a couple of times. He actually tried to kiddnap me once, and he called the cops on himself thats a long story a rather not get into right now. Anyways eventually he got better and then he moved away with his girlfriend and they had their kid. I never thought he'd ever move BACK in with us again even though he visited a few times I always kept my distance and just plastered a fake smile and hung out with his son, the only reason I lasted was because I knew with every second that went by I was a second closer to him leaving. I know what he is capable of and I don't want that around."
I wrapped her in a hug after she finished she had a few tears falling down her cheeks so I wiped them away.
"Hey its okay."

Riya-"No its not and it won't be I thought he was gone for good and now he's just waltzing back into my life again. You don't know what he's capable of."

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