Trapped with my Badass Neighbour

12. Ripped In Two & Put Back Together

~ IDK Random skate pic >.< hehe. Another chapter! While I wrote this chapter I listened to 'Draw Your Swords' & 'I’m Not Yours' & 'The Devil’s Tears' By Angus and Julia Stone on repeat. I felt it brought out the emotional side. :O have fun reading ~

1 month later...

"JAMES!!!! YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD!!" I screamed as I threw my board at him. "WOAH!!! DESTINY CALM THE FUCK DOWN! YOUR GOING TO BREAK YOUR BOARD!" He yelled, "I don't give a shit if it breaks! Actually I take that back I do. But I did miss your face." He looked at me with his eyebrow raised, "Come on... It was just the the rest of your burrito, No harm done." He said with a grin, "I hate you." I said as I rolled my eyes.

Soon I started to lightly sob and a few tears fell as I started to think about Matt. "I've been trying to talk to him for a fucking month, but he just got up and left! No one knows where he is!" *Sob* "And it makes me so scared. I don't know if he's okay. I hate myself for what I did to him." "Look don't cry Destiny, I'm sure he's okay and we will see him soon I'm sure." James said as he lightly patted and rubbed my back. "Thanks James, I'm glad I've got you." I said as I smiled at him, "I will always be here, no matter what."

We just stayed in silence for a while. I later laid down on the grass and looked up at the blue sky, and wishing I could just fly away with the wind.

We were at a party the usual.

I was really drunk... Like I couldn't see straight or think properly. I felt like I might puke and faint at the same time.

I hobbled my way over to what I think is the couch according to my fuzzy and disorientated directions.

I sat there trying to gain focus, but as I sat and thought... I let a few tears fall. Because I was thinking about Matt and I.

This past few days have been shit! We've never ever fought before. I mean it has only been what a month? But we've been fighting and arguing over everything! And it makes me feel like total shit because I feel like I just want everything to go back to what it was...

I truly hate fighting with Matt, it just pulls and rips at me, and I don't know if we could last fighting like this forever...

After I let out a few more tears, everything went black. I fainted and in a way I was glad because I didn't have to keep thinking about my troubles and I could just be away for a while...

I soon felt strong arms lift me up. I think it was Matt or at least someone who could hopefully make sure I don't vomit in my sleep and kill myself... That would be a tragedy in itself.

I'm not sure how long I was out for but I woke up to the sound of yelling in my ears.

My head was pounding and aching like a mother fucking bitch!

I sat up and opened my eyes to see Matt standing at the door yelling and looking straight at me with full anger trying to hid his pain and agony behind.

He looked at me with hurt than yelled again, as he pointed towards my right.

I turned to my right and saw who I was naked in bed with Michael. 
FUCK! Fuck fuck fuck fuck! Fuckty fuck fuck! MICHAEL OF ALL PEOPLE!

I turned to Matt, "WAIT MATT DON'T GO! I CAN EXPLAIN PLEASE!" I pleaded, he just closed the door and never returned... I dropped my head in pain, sorrow, and hurt.

I turned to Michael, " What happened?" He pulled a grin, "Well you were really drunk I could tell but you kept coming onto me and asking me to fuck you. I didn't want to at first but then you said that you wanted to fuck, that you missed me and wanted to get back together."