The Player Games (Dana Vaughns Love Story)

Chapter Nineteen

Autumn stepped forward, along with Rachel and Marie, their fists clenching in angry. "Your a heartless bitch, you know that?" Autumn spits out, her glare hard. I step forward, stopping them before they did anything wrong. I knew them. If they did something bad, they would regret right after. "You know what?" I say, my voice cracking a little bit from the reminder of the night that it had happened. That my world crashed down, and my family fell apart. "I will. Lets tell everyone, why my sister killed herself." Rachel shakes her head, her eyes casting a sad look. "Ar-" I cut her off, shaking my head.

"Tell them your brother did it," I say, feeling tears already well up at the thought of my sister. "That your brother and my sister dated for three years and she fell in love with him. He didn't catch her though, oh no, he buried her six feet under. Tell them that out of the three years, he spent two of those years having sex with some random girls he picked up at a club, he shouldn't have even been in." Dana gasps behind me. "Thats why you despise cheating?" He mumbles, and I nod.

"It was partially your fault, right? I mean, you found the suicide letter too late," Kayla says raising her eyebrow, knowing that she would hit me hard with that one. Even four years after my sisters death, I felt like it was my fault. If I had just arrived home earlier, If I had just stayed home with her. I had after school drama club to attend, and when I arrived home at six, I found the note on the bed. And Kayla knew that. I just didn't know how.

I suck in a breath of air.

"Yeah," I mutter, and right afterwards the girls head looked over at me. "Don't say that," They all somehow said together. "We already talked through this, stop thinking that," Autumn said, shaking her head. "But its true," I mumble, and this time Dana pulls me to him. "Hey, don't think that. It was her brothers fault, not yours. I might not know the whole story but I know for a fact that none of it was your fault," He says, kissing the top of my head, like before. I bite my lip, nodding. I turn to look at him, but turn back around when I hear a slapping sound. We all turned around, seeing Amelia standing there, glaring at Kayla. "How dare you! You need to get a freaking life or something, and stop feeding off of an innocent persons sorrow. No one will ever like anyone like that, even if you do have some kind of boyfriend. I bet he is using you for his own pleasure because no one wants a sick girl like you. You disgust me, and most likely anyone standing in this room right now," Amelia says, angry, and goes to slap her again, but Will pulls her hand back before she could. I didn't even know where they came from. They probably were listening to the whole thing. But what Amelia did made me smile a little. She cares about me, and I felt proud of myself for picking her to come into the group. I picked the right person, and not some girl who didn't care about her friend.

Her brown eyes flicker to me, and she pulls away from Will, heading my way. "Don't believe a word that slut says, you are perfect, you will be loved, and you did not do it," Amelia says, pulling me into a hug. "If there was anyone even close to being a reason your sister did that besides Kayla's brother, it would be Kayla herself." I nod, hugging back. "Thank you so much," I say, and I can feel her smile. "No problem," She says back. "Lets just have the gang leave for the day. Lets watch a movie at my place."

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With Dana's arms wrapped around me, I laugh at the joke Will had just cracked. Dana's lips begin to press against my ear, his hot breath grazing my skin. "I want to tell you something," He says, his voice a little hesitant. I nod, getting up, and grabbing his head to pull him with me. I tell them we were going to talk real quick, and then we exit to the hall where we could talk. "Yeah?" I ask, and he gives me a small smile. "My mom left my dad and I, when I was ten," He starts off, and I stay quiet to listen. "My mom and I were really close, and did everything together. I loved her a lot. I guess, after she left, I became wary of the people around me, as to whether they would leave me or not. I felt that if I fell in love with a girl, than she would end up leaving me like my mom did. I mean, my mom was sort of supposed to love me unconditinally anyways, right? If she couldn't than how could any other girl love me."

I purse my lips at what he said. I didn't exactly understand what he must be feeling, but I understand that he was afraid of love, just like me. We were both two broken people who need to be fixed with more than glue or a sewing kit. We needed someone to truly love us. And honestly, I think we can do that for each other.

"I have never felt like I would have had someone to truly love me, or even truly like me. I always doubted that anyone besides the boys would stay with me," He says, and he bites his lip. He looks down, and that back up to me. "That was, until I met you." I smile at him, because I couldn't hold it back. That was when I realized something. I don't just like Dana. I realized that he literally stayed, even after he found out about my past. He now knows that I am an emotional and depressed wreck and he doesn't care. He is literally pouring out half his heart to me, even after all that. Just the thought of him has made me either go crazy, or smile like an idiot.

And though I don't know what love feels like, it sure as hell seems like I love Dana.

But, surprisingly, I'm okay with that.

(A/N So, I saw a bunch of you say that when I update, it makes your guys days, so surprise! One question for you guys to answer, do you ship Arizona with anyone other than Dana? Like Maybe Cole, Dalton, or even Will? Okay, bye x)