Evenings in L.A (a Cody Simpson love story)

Part 10

Cody p.o.v

I texted her 3 hours ago.She didn't come back.Aria left and I started to worry.My try to call her, failed.She didn't pick up and I left a voicemail.

“Hey, it's me...uhm...Cody.Where are you, I thought you'd come back.Call me back...”

She didn't.

Aria p.o.v

I woke up at my parents house in their basement.My “Dad” chloroformed me as soon as he pushed me in his van.My mouth was covered with a scarf and my hands were bound to the radiator.I cried as I saw my father sitting in a corner on a chair, staring at me.He had my phone in his hand and accessed my voicemails.I heard Codys voice.

“Hey, it's me...uhm...Cody.Where are you, I thought you'd come back.Call me back...”

He sounden worried.I felt bad.Not just because my own father kidnapped me, but I felt like I disappinted and hurt Cody, I didn't want to hurt him.

“Who is that, you little slut.Your stupid little boyfriend?” He asked me with a crazy look.He scared the shit out of me.

“Talk to me!” He screamed.Didn't he see I couldn't since he covered my mouth.

He slowly walked towards me and prostated in front of me.He quickly pulled the scarf down.

“Where does this fucker live!I want to visit him!”

“I will NEVER tell you this!” I cried.He slapped me in my face and I screamed, I felt tears streaming down my face.My cheek pounded.

“I'll ask you one more time, where does he live.You better reply like a good girl does or I will hit the answer out of you.”

I kept silence, trying to keep Cody safe.That's what you do when you love someone, keeping him safe.I could make it.

“Okay...you won't tell me.Fine, you wanted it.”

Then he kicked me really hard.It hurt and I screamed even louder.He kicked and slapped me over and over again.After he was done, he sat back down on his chair.My father grinned.

“I won't let you go before you tell me where he lives and apologize to me, that you were so rude.Apologize for running away, for making a fool out of me.Got that?”

“I'd rather die than apologizing!Got that?!” I snapped back.

“Okay, so you're gonna die.I'm sorry about that, but it's your choice...” He said and sighed.Then he left the basement to come back with a sixpack of cheap beer.He watched me as he drank all those bottles.I could tell he was drunk a little as he stood up to walk towards me again.

“I'm sorry you made this choice.I'd rather keep you alive...” He whispered into my ear in a not-sorry way.He covered my mouth again with the scarf.I noticed it was my favorite scarf, it still smelled like my perfume.

Cody p.o.v

I went to bed worrying about Aria but I couldn't sleep.The house was already dark when I sneaked out for some walking around.I thought about her the entire time, why didn't she come back?Why did she leave the note if she wouldn't come back at all?She wanted to come back, right?What happened to her...

I got mad and I still don't know what made me mad that time.It made me run into any direction.I found myself close to the school she said she would live close to, some time later.She never told me her exact address, she said it wouldn't matter, she wouldn't go back there.Aria just described her house as small, brown roof with a porch all round the house.Her yard was small, with an apple tree on it, she said.