Perfectly Undone

Chapter 20: Ice Cream Helps

Chapter 20||

That night when we got home, everyone was waiting for us in the family room. Bryant let me go to his room while he talked things over with them. I still couldn't believe what he said to me. It was so weird to know what happened. I just didn't know why he didn't cancel or at least tell someone.

I quickly got ready for bed and waited for him to come in. "Bryant why didn't you tell anyone."

He took in a breath, "The reason why you told me. But it would from a guy perspective. I just wasn't ready."

"So when will you?"

He looked at while taking off his shirt, "I told you. Isn't that enough?" He got a shirt out of the dresser. He went into the bathroom and I heard the water start running. "Bry, you have to tell someone else!"

He didn't listen, instead he just kept the water running. What's his problem? Suddenly he made me annoyed, he's acting like a little four year old. I don't appreciate it. I got into bed and curled up in all the covers. I scrolled through instagram and looked through snapchat. I smiled at the only streak I had, it was with Celeste. We'd kept it through everything. Even when we were mad at each other we would send streaks. Celeste and I had been through everything. But we've stayed.

I took off my glasses and shut off my light. Before my eyes closed Bryant came out of the bathroom with wet hair. "I'm sorry Ellie."

"Thank you for telling me everything." I whispered.

I felt his arms go around my waist and he pulled me close, "I had too at one point. I think we need to be honest with each other a lot." He whispered.

"I agree. Do you need to talk about it?"

"Her?"

"I mean anything. The stupid lady, Kayla, the hospital?" I didn't want to talk about the girl or Kayla. But I'll listen to anything he tells me.

"I think I'm fine. But it was getting to me. Everyone saying that we were perfect together made me freak out. I had to tell you how I actually felt or it would've scared me." I turned to face him and combed my fingers through his hair.

"Nothing should be eating at you. I know how scary it can be and I've felt the same. With you know who, he would scare me into not talking to people. Or after he would hurt me the next day he would bring flowers. But it made no sense, he always made me do things when I didn't want to."

Bryant took in a huge breath and shook his head 'yes.' "I'm sorry you had to go through that. I know I would have to give in after a while or he would know I was faking it."

"Giving in is never good Ellie. I know that."

"I'm glad you do."

That night I couldn't fall asleep for the life of me. I swear something was eating at me and it wouldn't let me live my life. I thought about all the bad things, I thought about why Bryant didn't cancel or tell anyone. I don't understand, he was putting himself through more pain just letting it sit there.

Letting things sit there are never fun. Letting things that are tearing you apart in your brain make you think things you shouldn't. I remember lying in my room and crying, silently crying through everything I heard. I could hear the air conditioner turn on and it would scare me to the point of more tears. Or even hearing someone walk the hallway to go to the bathroom or kitchen would scare me. I always thought it was him after I left. I never knew what his next move would be.

Going to college was supposed to be the thing that got me out of the depression. It did in a way, but only to some extent. All the school work made me get through it along with all my friends. Without Brooke and Celeste, everything would've been a bust. They planned lots so I could take my mind off of everything. Including my twenty first birthday. That night was so exciting, but when I say I was drunk. I meant the next day I couldn't get out of bed. Hangover's aren't too good.