Unmasked

Chapter 18

Trigger Warning: This chapter deals with abuse. Also side note, thank you for 6,000 views! It means a lot to me and I'm so thankful for every single one. It makes me so happy your enjoying the book and coming back to read it.

"Dinner!" Luke shouted from downstairs. Andrew and Benji jumped to their feet and ran out of the room, and down the stairs quicker than I could say "Columbus didn't discover America." I sighed quietly and got up too, rubbing my ankle. It was swollen and gross, and hurt terribly but I couldn't do anything about it.

I had to tell them soon about it, I couldn't deal with this pain much longer. It's going to get even more destroyed if I don't do something about it. I decided I was going to tell them after dinner, as long as they didn't try to see if I was injured anywhere else.

I also didn't feel very hungry, I hadn't had anything to eat but my stomach was still telling me no. I sighed and walked out of my room, and down the stairs carefully, trying not to put too much pressure onto my foot.

The boys were all sat around the table eating homemade burgers and fries, along with some pop. I also saw a salad made too, sitting on the counter but the only one who got some was Luke.

I grabbed a plate and put salad on it, along with a bit of ranch and sat down with them.

"That's all your gonna eat?" Brandon asked with his mouth full, showcasing all his food in his mouth.

"Mhm." Was all I said, as I picked up the fork and put the salad in my mouth. It was delicious.

"That's not very much.." Finn stated, eyeing my salad that only filled half my plate. "Well it's good enough for me." I sighed, stuffing another mouthful in my face.

"Have you even ate today?" Andrew asked, gulping down his sprite.

"I had an apple earlier." Lie.

Ryder rolled his eyes, and took a bite of his burger. My face began getting hot as I started getting angry with him. He was angry for what? Why was he always annoyed with every little thing I did?

"You got a problem?" I snapped at all of them, throwing my fork on my plate. Every head snapped to me, some were confused and some were shocked. Ryder thought it was funny though, showing the smirk on his face.

They were all quiet until he finally spoke up. "Yeah I got a problem." He admitted, wiping his hands off on the napkin. "Your the problem, I don't want you here." He sneered, making a real ugly face. Benji gasped, and was about to start talking to him but Ryder very rudely interrupted.

"That's not your room your staying in. It's not for you. It's for my mother, no one else should be in there." He growled, clenching the table with his hands. I sighed annoyingly. "Where's your mother now? She doesn't seem to have a problem with it. I'll just talk to her about it."

All of their heads snapped down, except for Ryders who seemed like he was going to blow up at any minute. Immediately I knew what I said was wrong, but I couldn't do anything about it now. I'd already said it.

Ryder was about to say something but I cut him off. "How would your mother think of you if you were treating me like this? A young girl shows up at your house that had just fainted and has no where to go for a week. Would your mother lend her her bed for the time being, or would she be a complete ass like you and try kicking her out? I wonder what your mother would think of you right now?" I asked, throwing him the middle finger and standing up. I took my plate to the sink and walked up the stairs to the bedroom.

I crumpled down onto the bed and let out a scream into my pillow. I felt like a baby, but I couldn't help it. I had so many pent up emotions and I needed to just let them out. And that's exactly what I did.