My brother's a rapist, my dad's got two identities. What's next?

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Abigail's POV

- A few months later -

I growled silently as I picked up my phone which vibrated for the um-tienth time since my relationship with Yale ended. I looked at the caller ID and rolled my eyes before putting it back down on my desk. I didn't know what I'd done to deserve what had happened. I'd been everything but horrid to him, and he had the nerve to lie to me about his life and fake our relationship.

My phone vibrated again, this time signaling a text message. I growled again, and flipped my phone open, reading the message:

abigail, please answer me. i want to talk to you. i miss you like hell.

I clenched my fists and snapped my phone shut. I glared at it, thinking. Then, without hesitation, I threw the phone against the wall, watching it break into several pieces. I satisfied smile appeared on my face, as I looked at the broken bits on the floor that once was my phone. If he really cared, he'd have come see me in person, or better, he could've told me the fucking truth.

I kicked the broken pieces under my bed, before picking up my school bag and heading down the stairs for breakfast.

"Ready for breakfast?" My mum asked, putting a plate of fried eggs and bacon in front of me. I shrugged, and picked up my fork and started eating.

"Kind of," I replied, taking a bite out of my toast. She nodded and smiled before sitting down to eat her food.

"Something bothering you?" she suddenly asked. I sighed, and shook my head, not wanting to talk about it.

"No, not really," I replied, taking a sip of my juice. My mum frowned.

"Where's that nice boyfriend of yours?" she asked. As if on cue, my heart did a backwards flip, causing me to drop my glass onto the floor.

"Crap, sorry mum," I mumbled, getting off my seat and trying to pick up the broken bits of glass. In the process I cut my finger, and I just sat there, watching the blood oozing out of my thumb. That's exactly what my heart did when Yale told me he didn't love me. And it was still doing it now, after every text message he would send that said 'i miss you' in it. He didn't miss me. He told me he didn't love me. He lied to me. Fuck him.

"Abigail, there's something you're not telling me," my mum whispered, as she finished clearing up the glass pieces, and took a look at my cut. I nodded and laid my head on her shoulder.

"So much has happened mum," I bawled, letting the tears flow. She put a plaster on my finger, and let go, pulling me into a hug. "So much you wouldn't even be able to believe it." She sighed, and helped me to stand up.

"I'd love to sit and talk to you about it, you know I would, but you do realise you have school today. Summer vacation is over already." I sighed, and let out a short laugh. It had already been a year since I started at this school, and I didn't even notice. So much had been going on that I barely had the chance to look what day it was.

"Alright," I answered, finishing up my breakfast and rushing out the kitchen door. "See you later mum!" I picked up my bag that was in the hallway and waited for Tyler to come down. I smiled when I saw him.

"Finally," I said, laughing. Tyler looked at me with a pout face.

"Sheesh, I didn't take that long. Can't a guy try and look his best?" I laughed even harder and rolled my eyes. Ever since me and Yale broke up, Tyler and I had gotten closer and closer. We were more like best friends than step-siblings.

"Sure whatever," I replied, grabbing his arm and dragging him out of the front door. "Let's get a move on; we don't have that much time on our hands." Tyler looked at me with amusement and unlocked his car door.

"Since when were you this eager to get to school?" I shrugged, and hopped into the car.

"I want to see Jenna before class starts," I answered, putting on my seatbelt. Tyler smiled knowingly.

"Or maybe you want to see if Yale's still around," he said, still smiling. I glared at him, and folded my arms in a mock angry way.

"Do not," I said, even though I knew he was right. Much as I hated him for lying to me, I still wondered where he was, and what he was up to. I just hoped he wouldn't come chasing after me. That's the last thing I needed.

A couple minutes later, we arrived at school. Tyler parked the car in a free parking space, and turned off the engine. 

"Ready then?" he asked, taking off his seatbelt, and getting out of the car. I did the same, and looked over at him from the other side of the car.

"Yeah, I guess," I replied, and hoisted my bag over my shoulder. He smiled, and put his arm over my shoulder as we walked together to the main entrance. We hadn't even taken 8 steps when I saw a familiar figure heading towards us. I cursed mentally, and I could feel Tyler tense up.

"Relax Ty," I whispered, looking up at him. "I'll deal with this myself. Just keep quiet." Tyler nodded, and followed me up to Yale.

"Hey Abby, good to see you again," Yale said, a smile on his face. "I've really missed you." I rolled my eyes and kept my distance.

"Nice to see me again? Are you kidding me?" I shook my head, and looked at my shoes. Yale chuckled.

"Yeah," he replied. I sighed.

"Look, much as I hate to say this, but I don't miss you," I said to him, trying to be serious. "You hurt me Yale, you really did. You faked an entire relationship just to get back at Tyler, which didn't even happen. You tried to be nice to me so you and Max could do your dirty work. You lied to me. How do you think I'm supposed to forgive you that quickly?" Yale eyed me.

"Babe, I can explain everything properly," he said urgently, taking a step forward. I stepped back. Tyler just stood there, frozen on the spot. 

"Keep your distance," I said flatly. "Don't call me Abby, and don't call me babe. It's over Yale. It's none of my fault for all this. If you cared, you wouldn't have lied to me, if you missed me, you'd have come and seen me during the summer, if you loved me, you'd have never even thought of hurting me. But guess what? You decided to do all the wrong things. Now I have news for you."

I took a deep breath. I hated this. Everything. And to be fully honest, I didn't even hate him. But I had to do what was right. Make him feel the pain too.

"I hate you. I don't want to see you ever again. I don't want you to talk to me, I don't even want to feel your presence because you've made me feel like shit since that day you told me you didn't love me. I loved you, so much, but you decided to ruin everything with you and your brother's stupid ideas." With that, I walked past him, purposely nudging him the shoulder. Tears started welling up in my eyes, as I made my way to the school's front doors. On the way there, I saw Jenna.

"Abby!" she called, running up to me. Her happy expression soon changed to worry. "Abby, what happened?" I sighed, and grabbed her arm and pulled her a long down the hall, and to the nearest bathroom.

"I have a lot to tell you," I answered, dropping my bag by the door. And I did. What I was about to tell her needed help from her. 

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Sorry for the late update. I was enjoying my vacation and Christmas. How was yours? Get anything nice? :D

Anyway, next chapter'll be a lot longer, mainly because it'll be in YALE's POV, and it'll be about his feelings and stuff. So keep your eyes open for that.

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