Never Seen Anything Quite Like You Too (A The Script Fan-fiction)

27 "I'm Worried About You,"

Never Seen Anything Quite Like You Too:

27) "I'm Worried About You,"

What have I done to deserve being treated like that? I haven't done anything wrong at all! It just came out of no where. Glen just shouted his head off shouting obscenities that I had never heard him shout before. It was like he had been bottling it up and finally the cork on the bottle had popped and it had gone flying around the room ricocheting off of the walls and all of his anger and upset was aimed directly at me.

I got my phone out and decided to give him a ring. I had to try and sort this out somehow. "Leave me alone Siena!" He shouted and hung up. I'm not going to lie and say that didn't hurt. It cut deep. Just like all of those other words he had said.

I can't even think of what it is that I have done wrong. It's obviously got something to do with Danny. He's probably gone and said that I have said something about Glen or something like that. Seeing as Glen was not willing to talk to me I scrolled down my contacts and found Mark's name. Under that was 'Mum' ... I quickly deleted that number before my eyes burned with tears. I clicked on Mark's contact and held the phone up to my ear. If Glen wasn't willing to talk to me then Mark will have to.

"Siena ... D'you really think that calling me is wise given the circumstances?" He asked.

"Mark ... What bloody circumstances. I've just had Glen come to my studio acting all nice then just kicking off for no reason. I haven't done anything wrong!"

"Oh ... Is that what you think? Listen you can do what you want but ... What you did was out of order in my eyes,"

"What is it that I have supposedly done that is 'out of order' Mark? Seriously, tell me because I would love to know!" I snapped.

"Listen ... This is a delicate subject and Glen is in the other room so d'you reckon I should come over to your studio?"

"Thought that even calling you wasn't wise?"

"Yeah well you were supposed to be the wise one. I've never admitted to being wise," he said.

"Fine. Come on over. Say you're going shopping for your kids or something," I said.

"Right. You're gunna have to give me directions. My mind is riddled with antiquity," he said.

"Okay. Keep me on the line then but put your phone in your pocket so Glen don't know you're on the phone," I instructed.

"Gotcha ...." He said and there was shuffling movements before:

"Hey Glen. Rina has just given me a shopping list for the kids. I'm off to the shops for a bit,"

"Don't she know your busy at the studio?" Came Glen's voice.

"Yeah but what he's really saying is that him and Rina haven't had any time together so he's using shopping as an excuse to catch Rina unaware whilst the kids are at school," Danny's voice was heard through the receiver.

"Gross dude but so right," Mark said.

"Ah go on then Mark," Glen said.

"See you guys later,"

"Don't go too rough on her Mark! She's still got to be able to pick the kids up," I heard Danny's voice faintly.

"No promises!" He called back.

I heard the wind and the shutting of a door. I heard his footsteps trotting down some steps and across some gravel.

"Right. I'm gunna go to the cafe where we first met. Direct me from there," he said.