Chapter nine

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Its been over two weeks since me and Kathryn fought. Some nights she comes home but walks around the house as though I don't exist. I've seen roadtrip whenever she's been busy doing something else. A whole three days out of sixteen. Since then I've had an interview to be a photographer for a pretty big business but so far not heard back. Andy's invited me to join them in the park today, to just chill. I'm pretty sure Kathryn will be there, but she's the one with a problem. I'd be more than happy to spend time with her. I feel like shit thinking about how we had a fight. I should have just left her without arguing back. I know how stubborn she is. But then again she didn't have a right to speak to me like that. Why did she pick Sonny over me? She's known him for about a month if not less and known me for over 8 years. I wanted to go home with her to speak to her about Brooklyn. We still haven't managed to have that date - I'm not even sure he likes me. Even as friends. I may be overexaggerating but he hasn't text me once. I really like him, but I guess the feeling isn't mutual. I feel like I'm losing all of my friends and I don't even know what I've done. I decide to call Tom as he might know what to do, and we haven't spoken in a while. I click on his contact and press the dial button. It rings three times before hanging up. Huh? I dial again, but this time it goes straight to voicemail. I message him, "Call when you can x" but it doesn't deliver. Him too? Did he block me? What is going on?

I go into my bedroom to get ready for meeting Andy and the boys. The door opens and I shout "hey" subconsciously.
"Don't talk to me." Kathryn's monotone voice pipes up.
"Sorry."

I put on my black RoadTrip merch hoodie with white ripped jeans. I pair them with my black ankle boots. I pull a brush through my hair before dutch braiding it. For my makeup I go really minimal. Soft eyebrows, concealer, mascara, done. I have a little while before I need to go and meet the band. Walking into the kitchen, I put the kettle to boil to make a coffee. I'm in a coffee kind of mood today, I'm sick of tea. Once it's ready, I grab an apple and walk into the living room. Kathryn walks through with a suitcase. After noticing my confused look, she mentions why she has it. "I'm taking some clothes and shit to Sonny's so I don't have to keep coming back. I baso live there anyway, and there's no reason for me to stay here when I can be with Sonny."
"What about the bills?"
"Well I won't really be living here so you may as well pay it all yourself."
"But I can't afford it..."
"I guess it's get or a job or be homeless. Buh-bye now."

She walks out and slams the door. I don't even have the strength to cry. I'm too shocked. What just happened? My phone starts to ring. Andy. Thank god someone cares.

Me: "Hey."
Andy: "Hey, can't meet today."
Me: "Oh okay. Why?"
Andy: "Just changed the plans. I've got to go."

He hangs up and I can't take it anymore. My sobs burst out like a waterfall. Curling into a ball, I cry. I cry and I cry and I cry. I cry till I can't no more. I've never felt so worthless. No one wants me. As the tears start to again leak out of my eyes, a dreadful thought enters my head. No one wants me anymore, things can't get any worse than this. I've hit rock bottom. Is this the universes way of saying it doesn't want me anymore? I go back into my room before I do something I know that I would've regretted, and even though it's only one pm, I cry myself back to sleep.

I open my eyes to shouting and banging. I sit up and rub my eyes, checking the time via the clock on my wall. 2am. I had slept for a long time, and wouldn't have woken up till even later if I hadn't been woken up. Speaking of which, the banging continued. I got up and slowly walked towards the noise. It was someone banging on the door. I had no choice but to open it. I did so and the figure at the door fell from the sudden movement of the door opening. They landed on top of me.
"What the fuck?"
"I'm sorry. I needed to wake you up."

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A/N

I'm sorry it's late, I've had a busy day and hadn't had the chance to rewrite this one. I also apologise for how depressing this chapter is, they'll get better :)

Love and peace, Hannah x

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