Chapter Thirteen

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As I am going through my closet, getting rid of unwanted clothes, my phone starts ringing.

I look at the caller I.D and it says unknown number. Who is it?

"Hello?" I say into my phone.

"I hear you can talk now. I've missed your voice." The person says.

"Kyle?" I say.

"Ding ding ding! You got it!" He says. He is calling me from prison.

"What do you want?" I say bravely. Then suddenly I hear laughing.

"You have gotten much braver." He says.

"Yeah, I have. You know why? I'm not going to let you control me anymore." I say.

"Now now Syana, don't talk to your master like that." He says.

"You certainly are not my master. You don't scare me anymore. You can't hurt me anymore." I say.

"Oh but I can my darling. You just wait and see." He says.

"Oh yeah? And how do you expect to do that?" I say.

"It is for me to know, and you to soon find out." He says. I'm done with this. Click. I am not about to sit here and listen to him. I'm not scared of him anymore. Even if he does get ahold of me again, he won't win. I am a lot stronger now. I have had Reece teach me how to fight.

Speaking of him, he hasn't talked to me all day, and lately he has been acting weird. I dial up his number and it starts ringing. But after the first ring, it goes to voicemail. So I try again and this time it gets halfway through the first ring then goes to voicemail. Is he ignoring me?

I guess today is the day to get the courage to drive. I have no one that can take me. But I need to find Reece. I need to make sure he is okay.

Ever since the day Kyle's brother has showed up, he has been avoiding me it seems.

I grab my keys then head to my new car and get in. Now, where would he be? Would he be at his adoptive parents house? I don't know where that is.

What about his mother's house? He still goes there. I turn the car on then slowly pull out of the drive way. This ain't so bad.

I pull up at his mother's house then walk to the front door and knock.

"Uh, who are you?" A woman rudely says to me.

"Um, I'm looking for Reece. Is he here?" I say.

"Reece! Some girl is here!" She screams.

Then suddenly I hear foot steps behind her. "You didn't have to yell." I hear Reece say before he steps into view. He looks tired. His eyes are dark and his hair is messy, like he has been laying down but not getting any sleep.

Once his eyes meet mine they start looking sad, then they go back to how I first met him. Nothing. Emotionless.

He steps around his mom then shuts the door. So she can't hear our conversation.

"What are you doing here?" He says coldly.

"I-i was coming to check on you." I say.

"Why?" He asks.

"You haven't answered any of my calls, and it seems like you have been avoiding me." I say.

"I have been avoiding you." He says coldly.

"W-why? Have I d-done something w-wrong?" I stutter. What could I have possibly done? Reece looks at me and it looks like regret flashes across his eyes, but it's gone as soon as I see it. His eyes are laced with anger now. Then he sighs.

"I don't want to be with you anymore!" His voice raises.

"Why?" I say, with tears now streaming down my face. "What have I done?"

"I don't love you! I never did! I just felt pity for you!" He says.

"What?" I sob.

"Just leave!" He says. But I don't move. "Leave! Now!" He roars, then roughly turns my body around.

What have I done to deserve this. I look back at him and he doesn't look even close to regretting this. I turn back around and start walking to my car, then suddenly it seems it is taking too long to get there, so I start sprinting.

It is hard to see through the tears but I drive away anyway. It won't be a long drive anyway. I reach the house then park my car in the garage.

As soon as I walk in I hear my dad call for me. I wipe my eyes real good then go to where his voice is. But it's not just him. Jai is sitting right across from Mom.

"Are you okay? It looks like you have been crying." My dad says.

"I'm fine, just allergies. What's up?" I say, taking a glance at mom.

"Your mother is moving back in." He says.

"What? Why?" I say.

"I want her here. She feels bad for saying what she said." He says.

"It's true. I feel really bad. I don't know what came over me. I wasn't thinking." She says, apologetically.

I see through that though. She meant every word she said. She meant to slap me. She doesn't deserve to be here. But, I am about to be the responsible one here.

"Alright." I say, then smile at her. "I have to get some homework done. I'll be in my room." I say.

As soon as I get out of seeing range, I run upstairs and burst into my room, flinging my whole body onto my bed. This is the worst! Why is my day going so bad? Everything has just gotten back to normal and everything has to be ruined so soon? Why? When do I get a break? When do I get what I deserve? I deserve to be happy. I don't deserve any of this! But yet, here I am, with it all striking down on me. It's like everything that has happened today is all in order. One thing after another.

It's like someone has planned this. Like someone hates me so much that they had to do all of this. But who would do this? Who would want to make my life miserable?

 But who would do this? Who would want to make my life miserable?

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