A Drop Of Honey

Chapter Four: Are We Done? Part Three(Annabelle's P.O.V)

When I got home, I waited for Jake to leave. Before I went in and shut the door. As soon as I got inside my dad hit me across my face. He pushed me up against the door and began trailing kisses down my neck. I felt tears run down my face. He pulled away laughing.

“I’m going to Vegas, try to keep the house in order.” He growled, picking up a suitcase and kissing me one more time, biting my lip so hard that I whimpered. He laughed as he left the house and made his way to his car.

I grabbed the door and slammed it shut.  Making it bounce open, I shut it again. I went to the kitchen and grabbed the bottle of tequila in the fridge. I took a swig out of it before throwing it at the wall. It shattered a piece of the glass flew at me and cut my arm. 

“Ow, shit!” I yelled, before I began to cry and laugh at the same time. I cried for a long time until I finally stopped. There was a timid knock on the door, before Jake came in.

“Hey Anna! I brought pizza, ice cream, and movies!” he called. He looked at me, then the shattered bottle of tequila. He frowned, “Is everything okay?” he asked, smiling nervously. “Yeah, I just got… Mad, that’s all. What’s this about pizza?” I said, giving him one of my 2500 watt smiles. He blushed, before looking into the living room.

“How about you go and set up in the living room; While, I clean up this mess.” I nodded and took the pizza and movies into the living room. I put in ’21 Jump Street’, and grabbed a slice of pineapple pizza. A few minutes later Jake came in, he handed me a glass of water, before sitting next to me.

He wrapped his arm around me, and grabbed a slice of meat lover’s pizza.

“So, how have you been?” He asked, smiling at me. Every time he smiled at me I couldn’t help, but smile. “I’ve been better… I miss my mom a lot.” He nodded, brushing a strand of hair out of my face.

“I’m sorry it must be really hard, having to deal with that and your relationship issues.” I shook my head and rested it on his shoulder. “Kat and I don’t have issues, until she starts questioning my love for her.”

“Do you love her?” he asked, I nodded a tear rolling down my cheek. He grabbed my chin and made me look him in the eye.

“Do you still love me?" He asked calmly. I pulled away from him, looking at him like he was crazy. "Jake, I never loved you. We went out for 2 months, and you left me for my friend Bridget. I liked you, but that is it. I've always loved Katherine, and will always love her." He growled and yanked me closer crushing his lips on my own. He screamed against his lips, hitting his chest. He laughed and pushed me tightly against him.

I kneed him in the groin and bit down on his lip hard. He staggered back crying out in pain. “I think it’s time you leave now Jake… And I never want to see you again.” I go to my room and shut the door locking it. I heard Jake curse loudly, before the front door opened and slammed shut.

I fell to the floor, sobbing. I fell asleep, passing out against my door. An hour later, I woke up and saw texts from Brett.

What’s wrong?

Luv, why r u crying?

Hello??

Annabelle Renee Caraskas! ANSWER ME DAMMIT!!!

That’s it I’m coming over.

“I swear that guy is psychosomatic.” I muttered to myself, as I stood up. I opened my door and went to the kitchen, someone rang the doorbell several times. I started towards the door slowly, before opening it.

Brett stood there; when he saw me he smiled with relief and gave me a hug. “Are you okay? I’ve been so worried about you!” I scowled at him, when we stopped hugging. “How did you know that there was something wrong?” I asked. He grinned, before shrugging. “You’re like family, we’ve known each other, since were kids. We’re connected.” I laughed for a good long time, before I saw his face. “Are you serious?... Oh my God you’re fucking serious. That’s hilarious.” I begin to laugh again, partially, because it’s funny and partially, because I feel bad for laughing at him.