EMOTIONALLY ENTANGLED

Chapter 26.

CHAPTER 26: nobody ever understood

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I relived the memories from my past through my mind. Whenever I thought about it hard enough, the more I thought about it and the more it hurt. I lost a lot of people that I cared about that year. Nothing could change the fact that 2016 was one of the worst years for me.

My boyfriend left me for my enemy.

I lost my best friend in the fire...

...and I lost Owen.

He left and he never came back and when he did, he had changed and I hated it. Maybe it was the fact he was growing up, becoming a man, but he became selfish and violent. When I tried to talk to him, he either snapped at me or shouted at me. We had drifted completely and soon, my heart replaced the hurt with anger and I acted upon that to argue back at him whenever I could, making snarky remarks when he turned around.

To be honest, I'm surprised we haven't fought yet. We used to hate each other's guts to the point where we couldn't even be in the same room together without arguing. Before, Jaxon used to separate us from ripping each other apart, but when he stopped bothering, we just shouted and shouted until the principal couldn't take it anymore. I was a student that excelled in every subject, who was good at anything I put my heart and soul into so the principal took Owen out of school so that we could both cool our heads.

Ever since then, we've resorted to the occasional remark, but nothing more than that. Whilst he flirted with me, I made the kind of jokes that told him if he wasn't careful, he might end up with his head so far up his ass.

"Is your mom still away?" he asked that morning as Jasmine ran around, circling our chairs in excitement. It must've been the new treats Jaxon bought her. He's exactly the same with sweets, "if you want, I'll take you to the river. Kiara said it's going to be quite humid today. We can go swimming."

"No thanks," I spoke before pointing to my hair, "I just got my hair done yesterday and I don't want to ruin it yet."

He nodded and we sat in comfortable silence, the birds tweeting in the trees of the early morning. Owen ran a hand through his face, knocking the sleep out of his eyes. His hair was a mess and he refused to put on a shirt, no matter how many times me or Kiara told him to.

"You know we played beer pong a few days ago?" he asked, sitting up in his chair as he turned to look at me. I'm surprised he's even in the same room as me whilst I'm sat in a white tank top and my avocado print short shorts with a face with no makeup on. I pursed my lips together and nodded, "well, can you remember what happened after because my mind went blank after a few rounds?"

I don't get drunk a lot, but when I do, I literally get hammered like even when I'm already drunk, I'm not afraid of knocking down a few more shots until I blackout. Still, he can't expect me to remember anything that night. Everything was one big blur to me.

"Sorry, but I'm not exactly the person you should be asking. After all, I got pretty hammered too."

"Hey, do you guys want anything?" Jaxon popped his head through the kitchen window. The smell of breakfast wafted through my nose, but I had already helped myself to the cereal boxes on the top shelf cupboard above the sink. I shook my head, Owen joining me after.

"No thanks. We've already eaten." I wasn't sure if Owens actually already eaten, but he didn't seem hungry. Jax nodded before his head disappeared through the window again. Hmm, why is it that I can smell burning?

Never mind, I don't want to know.

"How are things with your parents? I presume you're fathers still bothering you?" Owen piped in and I turned to see him not facing me and instead, looked at the horizon.