Chapter 16

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💟Allison💟

As the name rung in my ears, I froze.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"What I MEAN is that Beckett is pounding on th-""

"Ally! Let me in!" I heard bashing on the door and Beckett's voice.

Oh crap.

Leigh started talking to me but I couldn't hear anything except my heart thudding loudly in my ears.

How did he find me?

As if I was in a trance, I rose from my spot and walked out to the front door and looked through the peephole.

And there was Beckett, looking worried but also pissed as he raised his open palm to hit the door again. I quickly opened the door to avoid neighbours getting annoyed, but it was a massive mistake.

I was smacked in the face by Beckett's palm.

"Oh gosh are you okay? I'm so sorry!!" Beckett said.

I rubbed my face and mumbled a 'yeah' before looking at Beckett. He looked at me with a worried look on his face.

"Ally..." Beckett began but I stopped him.

"Why are you here?"

"I needed to talk to you..."

"How'd you find me?"

"I have connections."

"Stalker.." I mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Ally... you can't just leave me hanging like this."

"Oh yeah? Watch me," I said, and slammed the door in his face and locked it. Immediately, Beckett starting yelling again.

"Ally! Give me something at least!"

I sighed and went to the door and looked through the peephole.

"I'm someone no one but my friends care about."

Beckett's voice dropped to a normal tone as he said,

"That can't be true. You're amazing.."

"Tell me that to my face at school," I mumbled.

"Well I would... but you kinda haven't told anyone who you are."

"I told my friends.."

"Ughhhhh I don't care! Just tell me."

"Find out yourself you unobservant prick!" I suddenly snapped.

"Woah, what the the hell?"

"I'm sick of you standing at my door when you could be doing much better! Asking people if they know, going for a walk, hell, banging some fucking slut from school! I don't give a shit what you do, just fucking leave! I have better stuff to do than deal with this shit!" I screamed at Beckett through the door and punched said door before walking- well, stomping- away to my room.

I sat on my bed with a sigh and hung my head in my hands. I took deep breaths and then looked up to find Leigh staring back at me.

"Well that was... um..."

I held up a hand and used my free hand to rest my head against it.

"Please.. don't..."

"Okay, but if you ever want to talk, I'm here, 'kay?"

I raised my head again and nodded.

Leigh smiled and I smiled back.

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