The Broken Ones | ✔

Chapter 43.

Chapter 43.

VERONICAS P.O.V *PRESENT*

He was quiet for some time and I grew worried. He can't be that big of an asshole, right?

"Hey, who is it?" A voice from the other side spoke and I recognized it as Dash's.

"No one important." Nathan replied to him.

Rude.

"Nathan, please you have to help me." I pleaded. "I can't let my brother see Toby's father."

"Well, why don't you call Toby? He would be more than happy to help you."

Not wanting to hurt my pride more I sighed. "I'm sorry for bothering you, then."

Now, what am I going to do? I don't know the address to their mansion. I hate feeling helpless.

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NATHANS P.O.V *PRESENT*

I shrugged at the phone when Veronica hanged up. I turned to my left when I heard a cough.

"Dude, was has Veronica ever done to you. Why are you a total asshole to her? She doesn't deserve this. She has never bothered you!" Dash scolds me.

I roll my eyes at him. Such a drama queen. "It's none of your bu -"

"Call her back and tell her that you are helping her." He ordered- cutting me off.

"No." I snapped at him.

"Okay, fine then. Just don't look at me if you get a call from your grandma."

I gulped a little.

"I don't care what my grandma says. I'm and adult. She can't boss me."

"Okay." He said. Dragging out the 'y.' "Then give me your phone then."

"No, why?"

"If you're not going to help her- I will."

I let out a hard breath fighting my fist. I got up and got my keys. "Let's go."

He smirked in victory.

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TOBY'S P.O.V *Yesterday. A Day Before Scotts and Hazels Fight*

"Another one!" I yell.

The bartender rolled his eyes at me and handed me the shot.

Do you know who I am you little -

I kept my mouth shut instead though. I don't feel like fighting tonight. But- not to brag or anything- I would beat his ass in ten seconds.

He must be new here.

I drank the shot quickly- liking the way the liquid burned my throat.

I shut my eyes closed. I came here to get my mind of things but instead I kept on getting flashbacks.

Fuck everything and everyone. Fuck my father. Fuck my classmates. Fuck my life. Even, fuck Veronica.

She's the reason that I have all this emotional shit inside of me. I never wanted to fall like this again.

It didn't work the first time and I know I shouldn't have fallen again. But I'm a dumbass. I had to go falling for Veronica.

But how couldn't I?! She's the definition of perfect in my eyes. Her wavy brown hair. The way her hazel eyes would light up every time she's happy or when she finds something intriguing. Her baggy sweaters and band shirts just scream her. Don't even get me started on her body!