As Days Go By x T.C

Chapter 56

Beatrice POV

"Maybe I should get back, Aby is asking about us, & we have really nothing to talk about." I said opening the door. He grabbed my arm. "Beatrice, why are you acting like this? Like we never were in love, like you hate me! Do you realize I'm hurting too!" He yelled letting go. He put his head in the palms of his hands and sobbed. As bad I was going to feel, I didn't care. "I'm sorry Cameron, I've been hurt.. and I'm done being the victim. Goodbye." I said getting out of the car. A tear slipped my eye and the rest came flowing down my face. As I walked into the mall people were staring but I didn't care I just wanted to leave. I saw her and Taylor hand in hand walking toward the exit. "Aby, can we please go. Now." I asked bitterly. She looked at me and nodded. "I'll text you." She said to Taylor kissing his cheek. Why couldn't we be like them? They never have a PROBLEM. Unlike me and Cameron. As I was driving her home, it was silent. She could tell I was upset. As she got out I saw her Mom looking angrily. "I'll text you?" She said in more of a question. I nodded and drove off.

Aby POV

"Why Aby? Huh? Why do you make these things difficult? Not everything can work out! Why do you want to meet Jacob anyway? He's not even your real brother!" Mom shouted in my face. I stood up and began walking towards the stairs. Mom grabbed my elbow. "Don't you walk away when I'm talking to you. Answer me. Now." She demanded. I shook my arm and looked forward. "Mom whether you like it or not, I have a brother and you have a Stepson. And I will do anything to make this work out because I am so done with having a difficult life. So there. I answered it." I said running upstairs. I wanted to see how my brother was. Who I haven't heard about. I slammed my door and layed on my bed. I heard a knock at my door. "Mom, can we please just-" It was Jack. "Oh sorry." I said sitting up. "What was the yelling about." He asked sitting next to me. "I'm meeting Jacob after all these years and she doesn't want me to." I said annoyed. "Well I think Aunt mary is scared for you, that's all." He said. "Scared? For what?" I asked. "You're meeting your brother, that you haven't met for 15 years. She's afraid you guys will connect you'll want to leave here." He said. I looked down at the ground and nodded. "Jack, I understand where she is coming from but I mean this is her stepson! My brother. I'm curious Jack." I said shaking my head. "Well, just step in her shoes also. I'll be just across the hall." He said pointing to the door. I smiled and nodded. He left. My phone started buzzing. It was Nash. "Hello?" I asked. "Hey, Aby. I was wondering if we could go to the park tomorrow after school?" He asked. I smiled. "Of course how are we supposed to get close?" I asked laughing. "Haha, okay, well I'll see you tomorrow." He said. "Mhmm Bye." I said then tossed my phone on the bed. I went downstairs and made a salad. Mom was watching me as I was eating. "What?!" I snapped. "Why are you acting like this towards me? Jacob is NOT your brother! He will never be your brother! Why don't you understand this?" She growled. I shook my head with tears in my eyes. I stood up in front of her. "He is my brother." I said and walked out the door. I started walking towards Nash's. I knocked on his door and suprisingly Sydney opened the door. She smirked as she saw tears streaming down my eyes. "Man, you have to stop crying." She said with an evil smile. "Wh- Whe- Where is is Nash?" I asked stuttering. "W-W-W-With me." She said laughing. "Move." I said pushing her. I ran to his room and he was asleep. I shook him awake and his eyes widened. "Aby? What are you doing here?" He asked. "I really need to talk-" I looked back at Sydney who had this fake innocent look on. "You know what? Never mind. Tomorrow. Bye." I said wiping my tears. I heard footsteps come after me. "Keep messing with Nash and I'll show you what will happen. Back up as you can see he loves me so back up before your big day is ruined. Dumb bitch." She said slamming the door in my face.