Trapped Together

12

Siobhan

The minute I climbed back into Liam's room I needed a second to catch my breath. No one else effected me like this. I was about to tell him things that I swore to never tell anyone else. For my safety and for theirs. Yet for some reason this cocky asshole made me want to spill everything.

I'm an excellent liar. Shit I even took pride in it once upon a time. But lately I've been letting people in. I needed to get myself under control. I had thought that if I let the old me go then everything I did back then would disappear too. But all that shit is coming back to haunt me and I can't escape it.

It's time for a new coping method. Or rather an old one. I just have to become like the old me again. At least a little like the old me. The me that could out drink and out fight anybody. Except I wouldn't be fighting because I still can't afford to get in trouble. So I'll just keep the confidence and threats.

Finally I decided to get the hell out of Liam's room. I could no longer afford to give a shit about him or anyone. This was about survival. I hoped I could do it with the real me but if I needed the old me then so be it.

I opened the door only to be faced by Amanda. The minute she saw my face I could tell she was pissed. "What the fuck are you doing here?" She said in a voice that I swear to god sounded fake.

"I'm sorry how is it any of your fucking business?"

She looked taken back by my sudden defense. Then she put on what I assumed she thought was a threatening glare. "Oh I get it. You think you have a chance with Liam. Well sweetie I suggest you back the fuck off. He's mine. Not like he would ever even give you a second glance."

I stated walking closer and closer till she was trapped against the hallway wall. "Well sweetie I don't know if you remember or not but I told you to mind your fucking business. Trust me I'm not after Liam. But if you keep acting like that then I'm gonna have it out for you. Which trust me, isn't in your best interest."

The look on her face made me want to laugh. Shit some empty threats and this bitch was ready to shit her pants. Then I saw her look at the open door behind me. "Oh Liam baby please help she's like attacking me. I think she's just jealous of our relationship."

I rolled my eyes, "Oh please, save me the bullshit." Then I walked away. Part of me hated reverting back to this guarded, angry version of me. The other part of me welcomed it. At least it kept me and everyone else safe.