Goodbye note

6

I walked in the kitchen and got out everything I would need when the door bell rang.

"I'll get it" I said while walking to the front door.

I opened it up to see Luke with some other guy.

"Hey Luke. Who's this?" I asked gesturing to the unfamiliar guy next to him.

"This is Bryce. My boyfriend."

"Oh! Um hi Bryce" I said sticking my hand out fur him to shake.

"I'm Tale. Come on in." They nodded and headed inside. I stopped Luke quickly.

"I didn't know you're gay." He chuckled at me.

"Neither did the others and they still don't know so shush." I nodded as we both walked into the kitchen.

I started preparing when I felt someone's hand cover my eyes and then another cover my mouth. I would be lying if I said I wasn't freaking out. The person dragged me to another room. Once we stopped they let go of me so I could see them. I slapped the person I front of me for scaring the shit out of me.

"What the hell Michael! I thought you were Andrew coming to rape me!" He laughed a little.

"Sorry. Anyways we need to talk." I nodded at his words telling him to continue.

"Lift up your shirt." I gave him a weird look for the statement.

"So I can see your bruises" He continued with a tone that made it seem like I was dumb. I nodded and raised my shirt so the bruises were visible. They were more purple and bigger then earlier. Michael gently grazed his hand across them which made me flinch even though he just lightly touched them. He muttered a sorry as he moved his hand to my face.

"Why does he always do this?" He questioned himself.

"Why does he always do what?" I questioned as he looked at my purple cheek bone.

"Every time there's a new girl, he targets her out and ends up hurting her. He will first hit her then show up at her house to get a bang." The words processed threw my head as I realised he came to my house.

"He was here." I plainly stated. I looked up to meet his green eyes.

"He didn't hurt you did he?" I shook my head and heard him sigh in relief.

"Good. I'm sorry you had such a bad first day. We are all trying as hard as we can to make you feel welcome."

"Thank you. Your all so sweet." I said while pecking his cheek.

"I need to finish cooking." I said as I headed off. I looked back I see him blushing and holding his cheek. I laughed a bit at that.

I walked back into the kitchen to see every one on their phones.

"Hello?" No answer.

"Earth to teenagers." Again no answer. I decided to "faint" and knock down a bowl with me. I fell backwards and let my eyes close. I peeked to see them all still on their phones this time Michael joining them. I stood back but and slammed my hand on the counter with a loud bang. That made them all look up.

"What?" Alice asked.

"I was going to ask for some help but it seems like social media beats my attention." I said ending sarcastically. Alice laughed and spoke up again.

"Sorry mate. BOYS!" She yelled scarring everyone.

"Thank you. Tale would like some help."

"So go help her." Calum said earning a glare.

"Why don't you? Your the girl in the relationship." Alice snapped back.

"Someone's on their period." Calum muttered.

"What was that?" Alice snapped again.

"I said you're on your fucking period." Calum said raising his voice.

"How would you know?" Alice yelled back.

"Because your a damn bitch when you are!" Calum yelled back.

"Well maybe you should find another damn bitch cuz this one is done with you!" Alice yelled leaving everyone shocked. She grunted and stormed out.

"Smooth." I said towards Calum. He shot me a glare.

"I wouldn't be talking if I were you. Who knows you could be a damn bitch like her. I bet you got it from your mother." He snapped back. It hurt that he brought up my mom.

"Get out of my house." He looked taken back by my words.

"Why can't take the truth?" He snapped back.

"OUT!" I said yelling this time. A tear slipped threw and ran down my cheek.

"Just, everybody get out." I said running down to the basement. I ran straight to my moms room and locked the door. I laid on her bed am and cried.

"I'm so sorry mom. You always told me to never raise my voice and I did. I let complete strangers in the house too. I wish that stupid drunk didn't crash into you. I swear I will find them and when I do I will take away something that means the most to them just like they took it from me." I could hear yelling from upstairs but didn't bother to go back up. I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. Soon enough I got tired so I fell asleep to the silence surrounding me. Silence is the worst treatment to a broken mind. It lets the brokenness take over and spread the truth around hiding all the lies.