𝑇𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒☾. (Johnny depp)

(𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛) chapter 7

     *𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑*

     Last week I attempted to ignore Johnny as much as I could, even though it was impossible cause we practically had every class together and all he did was stare at times and it was hard to look away. He even tried talking to me a hand full of times but I would always keep it short and walk away quickly.

Just so I wasn't completely lonely and in the despair as normal I confided in my friend Parker, he was like my valet driver he took me every where and any where after he took me home the day Johnny practically called me ugly to provide care to Michael. Parker's been a huge distraction from the gloom topic of my insecurities and the need for Johnnys presence.

"Hey Parker" I chuckle he smiles a bright smile and looks over "yes Steve's" he says "your the best" I say jubilant "and so are you" he gets a bit serious there but quickly cheers back up "what do you wanna do this weekend" I close my eyes letting the wind from the open car door window lay over my face "Oh shit I forgot to tell you" he pauses "I'm gonna be going to Arizona to visit some of my family this weekend" Parker would tell me on our drives how he missed arizona and wished he never moved but the only exception to him hating this place was me, so I wasn't that worried of course . "Oh that sucks, not for you but for me" I trail off "I have no one to hang out with" no distraction this is so selfish of me "don't worry there Stevie I'll be back before you know it" I smiled and let the rest of the ride take its place not thinking about the emotions that's pick over come me this following weekend.

Saturday
  
    I stare up at the ceiling in pure boredom as Girls just wanna have fun blasts through my boom box speakers. My mother wasn't home so I could blast it just loud enough so the neighbors wouldn't complain.

    The music covered up a lot and drowned the bad thoughts if I just focused on the lyrics, the same fucking lyrics that played all the time every day, it would count as a easy distraction. But distractions are exactly what they are they distract but not for ever.

    My mind ran off with itself to the point of sobbing I always tried to cover up any issue or problem with taking my mind off of it without having to come head on or having to come face to face with it and as selfish as it may seem having Parker around made it easier.

     After about 20 minutes go a half of a hour I hear violent knocking at the door so loud I could hear it over my music and so loud it frightened me. I walk down slowly and quietly whipping the tears from my eyes and trying to mask the puffy ness in my face. I peer out of the window to see.. fuck me. The one and only Johnny Depp.

      "What do you want" I yell through the door "to talk to you" he stops knocking "uh no I don't think so I mean you don't wanna be seen with trash, let alone" I pause and put on a fake laugh "talk to one, oh that's not plausible" I laugh once more but this time you could hear the hurt in my voice. Johnny sighs "cut the shit" he mumbles "let me in" he tries to turn the door knob but luckily when my mom left for work she locked it "and why should I because you want to talk to garbage!" I laugh once more not being able to track my emotion "Stevie let me the fuck in" I can hear his anger increase and I could only laugh harder, I suppose I was so numb to crying my body was taking a new rout of letting out feelings.

    "Stevie let me in now" He calms down. I sigh and unlock the door I mean what else could I do, I would have so much regret if I didn't let him in.

   He busts through the door I sit on the dark green couch ready to hear his sorry excuses  "why have you been avoiding me" he paces "what do you think" I scoff "look I didn't mean to- I didn't mean to agree with mike, I just had to make sure he- he knew we wearnt... like-like a thing" he was still pacing he looked like he hadn't gotten sleep in ages and he was literally going through some type of manic breakdown "Thats more the reason Johnny what the hell"  I stand up and walk to the kitchen he follows " listen Stevie" I don't listen "Stevie!" He grabs my arm and I shout at first loud then decreshendo down "What! What" I tug my arm away and he tugs it back "there are two types of people in this world" he mumbles closely "the ones that are and the ones that are not- "oh my god" I chuckle "you are only making this worse for yourself- "you didn't let me finish"he hisses "You are it to me" he smiles I tug my arm away "okay, cool" I walk away.

"Stevie, please stop" he says  "I hate not talking to you" he stand solomly in front of me. That sentence, that god damn sentence melted my heart like nothing ever before. The way he looked at me, the way he presented himself I could hardly contain it I just wanted to reach out and kiss him and never stop. "I hate it too but you did this to yourself.." I trail off as I think about all the hurtful things he's done to me in the past, it's so hard to just let go-"Baby" he says with those doey eyes "this is why people don't like you" he speaks fragrantly like he intended what he said and after that pain every where "get the fuck out" I say lowly "get the fuck out! You bitch, quite doing this to me" I sob uncontrollably "you don't even fucking know what you put me through"...

I could see his eyes shift between amused and sad "your pathetic" I whisper "all you do is try to amuse the people around you" I trail off in a broken state "now get the fuck out" you could see his face is angered about what I said but I was so infuriated I couldn't care and I wouldn't. "Yeah okay I'm the pathetic one, look at yourself" he smiles then smashs his lips on mine but I quickly pull him away, his eyes In almost a confusing state, how could he be confused this motherfucker "get out!" He gives me a look of disgust and leaves.

Hey sorry if this chapter is poorly written I'm so tired and I also am unsure about this chapter but it all leads up to something I promise hehe.