you've touched me
without even
touching me
- rupi kaur
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Noah POV
She ran. Fucking ran. From me. From the gang.
I saw how damn well she fought today and I wanted her in my gang. I want her to fight James because I need to know if she's truly capable or if she's going to back out. I couldn't let that happen.
What bothered me most was her eyes. I had seen them before. I just couldn't pinpoint where. And that didn't suit well with me. I needed to know where I had seen them before. I wanted to fucking rip that goddamn mask off her and see her but I resisted the urge.
I fucking wanted her.
❝Did she just....❞ Liam said with a weird tone. I knew what he meant. No one ever walked or ever away from us without our permission.
She was the first one ever to make this mistake and she would regret ever making it.
Because when I get her back, she won't be leaving again, not without me finding out who she is.
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Althea POV
I woke up with a pretty killer headache which happens often and wouldn't if I had my pills. Most people would have headaches from being hungover from staying out all night and consuming alcohol.
Not for me. I got headaches from mostly stress. I hated it so fucking much. Especially waking up with one.
I got up from my bed, did my usual morning routine trying to stay quiet so my dad wouldn't hear me. I almost got caught yesterday coming in through the side door but luckily I was in the shadows so I slipped by without angering him or startling him whichever really.
I dressed in a grayish bluish shirt and black skinny jeans and wore my white converse. I kept my head and covered the bruise on my jaw with makeup that I got from the fight last night. I still vividly remember what happened after I ran...
They hadn't chased me or anything after I ran but I did hear them talking in angry tones till I had ran a long enough distance that I didn't hear them. I hadn't stopped running till I got home and even than did I still glance behind my shoulder to make sure they hadn't followed me or home or something shitty like that.
I still hadn't really thought about me fighting one of Stormy Eyes buddy. I was procrastinating big time.
I picked up my backpack and got out of my room and headed downstairs. I peeked into the kitchen noticed my father hunched over the counter with wine in his hand.
Surprise! Not
I started quietly moving passed the kitchen and made it to the front door and opened it. Right then do I hear
❝ Thea baby? Is that you?❞ He called out with a little grogginess in his voice like he just woke up.
Thea baby. That was what he used to call me and I adored that name until my mom died. After that, he would say it with such malice and bitterness. Now it's just, slut, whore, skank etc.
It brought tears to my eyes and pain to my chest to hear him call me that again. But I knew I couldn't fall for it, because at night it would be back to slut, whore, skank.
I couldn't take it anymore in that house so I closed the door behind me and started walking to school hoping my life would get better and a miracle can save me from this nightmare I call life.
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