Noah's POV
I had decided to distance myself a little from Brett, not able to handle the constant abuse of all these girls. It had really started to get to me. Danielle is unbelievable. Why can't she just understand that it's over between her and Brett and stop bringing me into this hell? What did I do to ever deserve this? I just fell in love with her ex.
Not even sure how she had managed, but she had gotten my phone number somewhere and had started to threaten me over text. I blocked her number after the third text. Only to receive more threatening texts from other numbers. I could only imagine it to be her model minions that had taken over that part of my now daily life torture.
Because of all this ruckus, I had tried my best to make as many plans as possible lately, to not spend so much time at home.
Brett had noticed and joked about how busy I had been lately. I had just laughed it off like it was nothing. Never had I meant for him to notice, but I just couldn't be around him like before, without being scared of what these bullies would end up doing to me.
Whenever he would talk to me, I'd always give him short answers. I wouldn't reply to every Snapchat he was sending if it wasn't a direct question to me, but even then I would keep it short. I had missed his calls a lot when I was out on the plans I had for the day. Obviously I had noticed him calling, but instead of calling him up, I would send him a text, apologizing hours later for not seeing that he had called me.
Even though I had many plans with Elliot, his brother. I just had to act like nothing. Elliot had asked me about it, I guess Brett had told him that I had been a little distant lately. To Elliot, I acted confused and would just tell him that it was only because I had been busy with him and other plans that I had hung out with his brother less than normal.
Elliot had bought it. Like this whole thing I was doing was pretty discrete really. I hadn't told a soul about how Danielle and her minions had been threatening me lately and nobody knew that I was keeping myself busy and keeping a distance from Brett, the guy I really liked a lot.
Just thinking about everything made me really sad. The fact that this girl, Danielle, and her friends had made me scared and nervous to be alone in public and even afraid to be at home, receiving all these texts made me mad. However, I didn't feel like I could do anything about it. What could I do? No matter what I did, these girls would attack me for it. I guess I was better off to just act like nothing was going on and keeping this distance from Brett. Even though it was killing me and that my depression had started to get worse, especially at nighttime.
A/N:
Sorry about the short chapter, probably the shortest chapter I've ever written (besides prologues). However, I wanted to have a small update on Noah's current thoughts as he's going through this hell of a time. I could have just put this part in the last chapter but I kinda wanted it in its own chapter, I don't really know. Hope it's ok :)
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