Confusion (Sequel to I Wish...)

Chapter 8

Chapter song: Better Than Revenge by Taylor Swift
(Becca's pov)
I knocked on Max's door, feeling rage flow throughout me.
"You're late"
He was smoking again, which means he's gonna be easily angered.
"I'm not in the mood, Max"
I muttered.
"What?"
He stopped in front of me and gripped my shoulders.
"Nothing"
I didn't want to talk about what just happened.
"Tell me"
He ordered harshly.
"Just hit me already"
I sighed. I deserve to be beaten for even trying to get close to Justin again.
"No, tell me"
He made me look at him.
"No"
I pushed him away. I'm tired of this.
"Answer me!"
He hit me to the floor and kicked me. Max threw and pushed me around his apartment, breaking and shattering things.
"I don't even care anymore. You're such a fucking cunt!"
He pushed me into a corner and started to throw random objects at me.
"Stop!"
I blocked myself the best I could. I felt a sharp pain in my leg.
"Get over here!"
He yanked me up by my hair and slapped my repeatedly.
"You don't deserve anything"
He tossed me out of his apartment. I whimpered and sobbed as I laid on the floor. Justin's such a dick. I can't believe he would think that I hit Selena. She's the one who's jealous.
"Get out of my face!"
Max slammed me into the door. I cried on the way home and put on makeup in the bathroom. I heard a knock on my window.
"What?"
I grumbled.
"Becca, are you ok?"
Ryan entered and sat beside me.
"Yea, I'm good"
I nodded and started gathering my makeup.
"It was Selena's fault, right?"
He muttered.
"How did you know?"
I looked at him curiously.
"It's pretty obvious. You hardly ever get jealous. Plus, we all know Selena's a fake"
Ryan shrugged.
"At least someone's on my side"
I narrowed my eyes.
"Someone? You've got Chaz and Max. They're on your side"
He rubbed my back soothingly.
"Yea"
I mumbled, feeling guilty just for hearing Max's name.
You wanna join Chaz and me for dinner?"
Ryan asked.
"Yea, let's go"
I stood up, and we walked to Chaz's house.
"Oh, hey Becca"
Chaz hugged me.
"Hey"
I smiled, then we made our way to a pizza place.
"What've you been doing all day?"
Chaz asked as we sat down.
"Max's"
It was sort of a lie. Yes, I was with Max today, but I couldn't stay. Max basically kicked me out.
"Becca, are you over Justin?"
Ryan asked shyly yet curiously.
"To be honest...no. I mean, it still hurts, but I really really hate him"
I got upset just thinking about Justin.
"I don't blame you"
Chaz shrugged.
"Thank you guys"
I spoke grateful.
"Anything for our best friend"
Chaz grinned.
"I love you guys"
I hugged them both.
"We love you too"
They hugged back.
"Hey, what do you guys think about me getting an apartment?"
After all, I am now 18 years old.
"Do it as soon as possible"
Chaz replied quickly.
"Yea, you better do it before your parents change their minds"
Ryan commented.
"Ok, oh, I know the perfect one"
I smiled, suddenly happy about something.
"Which one?"
Ryan asked.
"You know the apartment that we walked by a few years ago? The one that looked expensive?"
I described.
"Oh, that one? Damn, that's cool. How much is it?"
Chaz seemed interested.
"I can afford it"
I beamed.
"Well, if you need us to help you move in, we will. When are you planning to move?"
Ryan offered.
"Tomorrow would be nice"
I stated.
"Ok, so we'll meet you..."
They wanted a time and place.
"Uhm, meet me at 1pm at my house"
I suggested.
"We'll see you then. In the meantime, we should get going. Justin wants to hang out, and I'm sooo not looking forward to dealing with that bitch"
Ryan sighed miserably.
"Aww, poor Ry"
I smiled at him. I gave him an official nickname after I knew Justin didn't care about me anymore.
"Hey, me too"
Chaz whined.
"I can't forget you, Chazzy"
I giggled. I've always thought Chaz's nickname was funny yet cute.
"Alright, we'll see you tomorrow"
They dropped me off at my house and said their goodbyes. When I got to my room, I made sure all my stuff was packed for tomorrow. I couldn't get today out of my head. I feel so stupid and dumb to think Justin actually wanted to friends. I know that friends believe each other no matter what. I guess Justin didn't know that. I bet he's giving Selena money, buying her clothes, and kissing her ass right now. I don't even care about her. She thinks I'm jealous. Really? Justin's a dickhead. Why would I be jealous of his slutty girlfriend. We all know she sleeps with guys behind Justin's back.
-11am-
I'm on my way to Max's. I have makeup plastered over the cuts and bruises of being used and treated like shit. I guess I'm gonna have to be putting makeup on for now. I don't wanna run into certain people again.
"Hey Max"
I gave him a friendly smile.
"Hey"
He was drinking alcohol and smoking weed. I rolled my eyes secretly and sat on the couch.
"Ok, baby, let's make this quick before I see my boyfriend"
A girly voice was heard in the bathroom. I looked at Max to see him glaring warningly at me. When I looked at who was speaking, my heart dropped and anger boiled in me. Selena.