𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 & 𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗡 || 𝗷.𝗷𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘅 𝗰.𝘁𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗿

𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

𝟏𝟔 | 𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫.

I run to my car. He's not getting away from me. I start the engine and floor it back to my house.

I see Joey's car in the driveway. I cut the engine and race inside. I run up the stairs and knock on his door. A shrill scream is my response. I push open the door regardless and walk in. He screams again as I walk in. He's on his bed wrapped in blankets and shaking more than I've ever seen before. His face is filled with absolute terror as I walk in.

"Please... I-I'm so sorry... Please don't hurt me-" He begs.

After that desperate sentence I know what's going through his head. He's having some sort of flashback and he thinks I'm his dad coming to hurt him. I move more slowly towards him.

"Joe... It's Corey..." I say softly. He tenses at my name. I sit next to him on the bed and he quickly moves away, there's new realization in his eyes once he understands who I am. "Sweetheart... I won't hurt you. I'm here to help you." I hold out my arms. He looks at them then my eyes and shakes his head. I sigh. "Come on Joe..."

Once again, he shakes his head.

"I-I'm not good enough..." He stands up, his hands shaking feverishly.

"Sweetheart. You're more than enough." I stand up with him and wrap him in a hug. "I love you so much."

"T-Then why were there girls all o-over you." He looks at his feet on the verge of tears.

"They just came over.." I reply softly.

"But you didn't push them off until you saw me." He snaps back.

"That was my mistake. I shouldn't have let them sit at all." I try to calm him down.

All it does is make him more angry. "Yeah! It was your mistake! And now it's cost you!" He pulls away from the hug, I can see how much It's taking out of him to be courageous. Theres a mix of emotions in his eyes as he walks out of the room. I chase after him, standing at the top of the stairs.

"Joey! Come on! I'm sorry!" I try to get him back.

"Why don't you just go back to those girls." His voice breaks mid sentence. He looks back at me, already halfway down the stairs. There's tears in his eyes and the courageous facade is quickly crumbling.

That's when I really see how bad my actions have affected him. It breaks my heart. It's all my fault and I know it. I do nothing as I watch him walk out the front door with nothing but his pants on.

"You really fucked up Corey." My grandma says from the front window, watching Joey go..

"Yeah thanks for that." I say sarcastically.

"You better make it up to him." She impales me with her stare.

"Yeah... Well I have an idea."