Complicated (R.S.L/ R5)

Chapter 11

I got up and followed him, running after him, trying to stop him running away from me.

"Ross! Why are you running away from me?!" I called after him.

"Fucks sake! Stop following me!" he screamed.

"Tell me what I did and then I'll stop!" I screamed back.

By this point his entire family had come to see what was going on, watching us shout at each other.

"What's going on?" Rydel asked.

"I asked if we'd had sex and he freaked out and now he won't talk to me," I said, folding my arms across my chest.

Rocky, Riker and Ryland winced awkwardly and looked away, the expressions on their faces showing that they would prefer to be anywhere rather than here right now.

"Ross, what's your problem? She can't remember anything, and she's relying on you to tell her, but then there's you who won't even help her!" Rydel reprimanded him.

"Why would she ask something like that though?" he asked, obviously frustrated.

Rydel frowned at him.

"Ross, come with me. I'm going to talk to you about something," she said, before dragging him off.

Rydel's POV

"Ross, what's your problem?!" I asked.

He ran his hand through his hair, looking exhausted.

"Rydel, she asked if we'd had sex. The only time we've even kissed is when I did it to mess with her, and then she tried to kill herself," he told me.

"But what's the problem in asking that? She's trying to remember the past six years of her life," I said.

He sighed and punched the wall, but not hard enough to break it.

"Goddammit, I don't want her to remember! Every day of her life that she'll remember, there's only going to be one thing in those memories. Me, either saying something nasty to her, or hitting her and just being a general douche," he said.

"Ross, she's going to get her memory back eventually," I said gently.

"I know, and it sucks," he said.

I looked at him, confused.

"Ross, if you love her, then you can't go back and forth. You don't want her to get her memory back because she'll remember what you did to her, but while you have a chance with her, while we've made her believe she's dating you, and she's staying in the same house as you, you keep pushing her away," I said.

"Because I don't know how to love her! When I did, she rejected me. I want her to feel the same as what I did, when she completely destroyed me," he said angrily.

"Ok, ok," I soothed. "How about this, you go and talk to her and answer any questions she has, but you don't have to love her straight away. Since she thinks your dating, use it to your advantage. Hold her, kiss her, have a relationship the way you wanted to have one with her in the first place," I suggested.

"Rydel, you don't get it! That's what I can't do! I've spent so many years hating her, wanting her dead, that everytime I see her I want to tell her to get lost. I want to hurt her so bad that she's completely ruined," he said, staring off into space.

"Just try, ok? Maybe along the way you'll fall in love with her again?" I asked.

He nodded, not really paying attention.

"Yeah, maybe..."

Alyssa's POV

I waited for about five minutes for them to come back, hearing a lot of shouting but not being able to decipher what they were actually saying. Eventually they came back, Rydel looking worried and Ross looking angry.

"Uhm, so, what happened?" I asked shyly.

"You're not a part of this fucking family. Mind your own business," he snapped at me.

"Ross!" Rydel and Stormie both shouted at him.

"She's not. It's the truth," he said, shrugging.

"She is your fucking girlfriend and my best friend. She can ask a simple question like that," Rydel hissed at him.

"Whatever," he said casually.

Everything inside me was starting to hurt, him yelling at me was affecting me more than I was letting on.

"Ross, please stop yelling at me," I said quietly.

He stared at me for a moment, before looking away.

"You know what, fuck this. Alyssa, if you have any more fucking questions, come ask me. On second thoughts, don't," he said, before walking away.

I turned to the rest of them.

"Does he always treat me like this? And if he does, why am I still dating him?" I asked, tears slowly forming in my eyes.

Riker stepped forwards and gave me a hug, which the rest of them then joined in.

"He's just in shock right now. Don't worry, he'll come around soon," Rocky promised me.

"I hope so. Because I don't know why, but something's telling me not to trust him, and if he doesn't show me that he loves me soon, I'm acting on that instinct."

Whenever I'm writing these chapters there's always random shit that I want to put in the A/N, but when I actually start writing it, I can't remember any of that random shit.

Meh so I'm home sick and we apparently have a chemistry test next lesson and it's like the first week back and I'm just like fml.

Oh yeah! I remembered!

So basically, I'm going to start doing those QOTD things cause I want to interact with you guys more.

So, QOTD:
What is your addiction? (Fangirling over bands does not count)

AOTD:
Mine has to be nail polish. I have over 130, 40 of which are pink. I need help, seriously.