Chapter Nine: Stupid Acts and More Confusion

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A/N: Massive sorry for the wait! Emily Rudd, who is casted as Rowan, is on the side. It's her outfit for most of this chapter. Might change it a little.

The house is quiet when I walk in and my first thought is that Eric is not home yet. My luck runs out when my foot hits the first step and the light in the dining room turns on. I turn my head to the right and find Eric sitting there with Chad, both of them wearing angry expressions. Could they be any more dramatic?  

Eric gives me a creepy smile and I know that I am in for it for good. He is going to kill me. He is going to rip my head off and throw me off a building. Honestly, they should know better than to get mad. They can't dictate who I see and who I hang out with. Eric gestures towards the seat across from them and I hesitantly make my way towards the chair before finally deciding to sit down.  

"I don't feel like talking about it," I say.  

Both of them shrug their shoulders and I know for a fact they are still going to talk about it.  

"Just get it over with," I tell them.  

Eric places his hands on the table and starts fiddling with his thumbs. I can see the anger rolling off of him. He's even angrier than the last time he was at me for getting drugged by Shane. A wave of tiredness overwhelms me and I hope they hurry up with whatever they want to tell me about.  

"Rowan, you're really dumb," Eric begins. I try to protest but he holds up his finger, "Don't interrupt me. I'm trying really hard right now to keep my voice level so I don't wake up Dad and Val. What I really want to do is shake you by the shoulders and yell in your face, but I won't. I'm just going to ask you a question. What the fuck were you thinking?"  

I laugh at his choice of words, "Naw, no need to be mad at me Eric. I'm fine."  

I can see his eye twitch and Chad pulls him back by his shoulder. Chad gives me a hard look but I ignore it. I don't really care for what they have to say. I'm sick of dealing with all of them. I'm sick of Eric acting so different lately. I'm sick of Chad always being around me. I'm sick of it all.  

"I know you did it to piss me off! What the fuck did I do?" Eric asks.  

A bitter laugh escapes my lips, "You were that drunk that you don't remember?" 

Guilt flashes across his face, "Yeah."  

"I'm the reason mom left. Ring a bell?"  

I watch the blood drain from his face. Chad stays quiet and looks in a different direction. Eric stares right at me and I can see the pain in his eyes.  

"I didn't mean it. I was just saying stupid things."  

I shrug my shoulders, "Doesn't matter."  

"Ro, you gotta listen to me. I didn't mean it. Okay? I'm sorry. Really, but that doesn't mean you can just go off with some crazy guy."  

"Shane isn't that bad," I defend the idiot.  

Eric scoffs and Chad looks like he wants to kill me. Why's he so angry? I don't even mean anything to him so the fact that he is here confuses me. 

"Why are you here Chad? This doesn't concern you," I tell him.  

If looks could kill, I'd be dead.  

"I care about you. You're my friend."  

Friend. Of course.  

"Yeah, well you're not my friend so you can leave."  

Eric gives me a confused look, "Ro, why are being such a bitch?"  

"Maybe I'm just sick of being treated like shit," I say.  

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