I'm The Badass, I Don't Need You

Chapter Three: Coward

Author's Note:

WOAH! 

WHERE'D ALL THESE SEXY LITTLE POPTART'S COME FROM?!

And i'm talking to you :)

In the non sexual and pedo-philey way possible :)

Okay, if you see me online, don't be afraid to chat!

Don't be afraid! I don't bite!

.........

I'm joking! Of course I do! ... I just realised that sounds reallllyyy bad! I meant I bite poptart's and oreos..... I should stop talking now :L

Anyway! TO the subject in hand! If i'm online it's most likely i'm bored and lonely...... cause i'm a chillin' in my bat cave :) 

Soo, how is everyone's day/night?

I'll be expecting some nice accounts on everyone's day in the comment's... un-less you killed someone... in that case don't say anything and run for the hills.

And  I meant that in a non-stalker type way....

I think I found my future career in being a stalker :D It just comes naturally :)

And I know it's short, but i'll make them longer because I love you sooo :)

Anywhoo, here's the chappie :)

Enjoy XD
~Caitlin

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He's back! Why in Narnia is he back?! Why is he here?! Standing in my crumbling home?! With a stupid smile on his face none the less?! I started to have a battle with myself, should I feel happy? Or pissed? He did leave me? I'll pick the latter, since I actually know I'm angry at him.

"Why are you here?" I snapped. My hand's shook and I quickly shoved them into my pocket's. I glared at him, and his smile vanished instantly. He looked at my face, examining me "Ive come to keep my promise" he asked completly confused.

"After all this time, Tomlinson?" I sneered, he visibly winced as my eyes hardened and turned emotion-less "Yes.." he whispered. I shook my head in disbelief, I walked down the stairs and retrieved my board.

I pushed past Miss Parker and Lou and walked toward's the front door "Where are you going?" Miss Parker yelled at me, she's going to wake the kid's "Out" I muttered, trying to keep my voice even. My shoulder's felt as if a giant whale was dropped on them and it took all I had not to burst into tear's.

"But I thought you wanted to see him again?" Miss Parker grabbed my shoulder. I stopped and looked at her "I did, but he only came back because he was force to. He wouldn't have been here other wise, if he wanted to, he could have come back year's ago. I am not a charity case Miss P. He doesn't care for me, only about his fortune and fame" I shrugged off her hand and I could see Lou's guilty expression form the corner of my eyes.

I turned for the front door again, only to find four guy's standing in front of it "Oh my chicken wing's! It's curly fries, Irish accent and my knife victim!" I pointed at three of them, all I had met the day before "KNIFE VICTIM?!" Miss Parker exploded "Yeah, funny story about that...... night!" I tried to push past four guy's but they all stood their ground.

I stepped back, calculating the four arses "Move" I demanded, my temper starting to rise. They all shook their head, no. Fine, I see how it is "I am leaving" I growled "Your not going anywhere!" Lou grabbed my wrist and turned me around fiercely so I was looking at him.

I clenched my fists, ready to knock his block off "GET OFF OF  ME!" I screamed "NO! I care about you Annie!" he whispered the last part. Then, my anger finally erupted and I broke his grip and glared at him "WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU CARE?! YOU OBVIOUSLY DON'T! NO CALLS! NO LETTER'S! NOTHING! I DON'T NEED ANYONE WHO ONLY CARES ABOUT THEMSELVES! YOUR A SELFISH JERK, LOUIS TOMLINSON! ONLY THINKING OF YOURSELF! YOU KEPT ME WAITING! AND GUESS WHAT?! I AM NOT THE SAME GIRL I ONCE WAS! I AM NOT GOING TO WAIT FOR YOU! I HATE YOU!" I screamed at him, hopefully the kid's are still asleep through out my rant.

"I'M SORRY! I WAS BUSY! I KNOW YOU HAVE CHANGED! YOU'VE TURNED INTO SOME CRIMINAL! YOU PUSH THE POLICE AROUND LIKE THEIR NOTHING! WHERE'S MY ANNIE?!" he yelled in my face and grabbed my hands.

I pushed him back and spat in his face "YOU'VE TURNED ME INTO THIS GIRL! I AM TIRED OF EVERYONE GOING 'WHERE'S THE OLD ANNIE?' WELL GUESS WHAT?! THE OLD ANNIE IS DEAD! DEAD! LONG GONE! ALONG WITH THE SCARS OF HER PAST! SHE DIDN'T KNOW THAT HER BEST FRIEND, HER ROCK, HER ONLY FAMILY WOULD HAVE ABANDONED HER! SHE IS GONE! PERISHED! AND SHE IS NEVER COMING BACK" I ran up the stairs and into my room, slamming the door.

I quickly put my door leaning against it. A sob escaped my lips, i'm so stupid. I'm a coward, why am I crying? Over my ex-best friend? I am such a failure! I shoved some cloth's into my bag, my money, my charges, my laptop and my book's for school into my backpack, it's a big back pack. And through out me doing that, tear's trailed down my face as I sobbed silently.

I put my back pack on my back and my skate board between the strap and my back. I opened the window and crawled onto the sill. I jumped to the ground and landed perfectly on my feet. I ran for my nahbour's fence and jumped it.

I ran towards the place I knew they wouldn't find me, one that could let me sleep before I make a run for it. One that will offer me a warm bed and a meal, then letting me run for it. Run from my agony, my memory's, the people, the past and most importantly, myself.

I want onto the road and threw my skate board the ground, and rocketed off for the safe house. I arrived at the door, and I rang the door bell, tear's still trailing down my face as I waited for the comfort of their arm's.

The door opened and Brett came out side "Annie?! What happened?!" he yelled, quickly pulling me inside and slamming the door shut as my body was raked in sobs. It felt as if the world I had built for myself, the mask, was crumbling down. 

"Brett.... 'he's' back" I sobbed. I felt like a child, standing in front of Brett as he looked down on me in concern "Who's back?" he whispered "Lou" I choked out his name and I cried even more, if that was even possible.

Stella entered the room and saw me. She ran to me and wrapped me in her arm's. I sobbed harder and fell to the ground. I curled into a ball and she tried to comfort me "I'll put on some tea" Brett excused himself.

I nodded and I smiled at little bit. It's funny how British people, including myself make a cup of tea when we are or someone we know is sad. I nodded and Brett left the room.

I soon fell asleep in Stella's arm's, the tear trails down my face as I fell to sleep and was devoured by darkness.