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+ 14	Becca (18)
+ 13	Hearing is Believing (2)
+ 11	Diary of Secrets (2)
+ 10	Diary of Secrets
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+ 13	Hearing is Believing (1)
+ 20	Hearing is Believing
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+ 14	Ravenwood Manor (3)
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+ 15	Ravenwood Manor (2)
+ 30	Becca (10)
+ 22	Scream.
+ 24	Ravenwood Manor (1)
+ 36	Becca (9)
+ 26	Ravenwood Manor (Intro)

-Chapter 5-

 

 

 

"Look, all I am asking is if you actually like Tony." I defended as our conversation had flickered over to her situation. I could tell she was uncomfortable, but I was too curious to care.

"Of course I do! I mean he is good-looking, fun, and..."

"Good in bed." I replied through my teeth but she merely rolled her eyes.

"Hey, just because I am not a virgin doesn't mean I have done it with Tony."

"But, you know how it ends up when you're with Tony."

"Why can't you just be happy or at least leave it alone?" Layla snarled with an annoyed edge.

"Be happy that my best friend's going out with him? Fine I will leave it alone but don't expect me to comfort you when he dumps you."

Layla gave me a shocked glare but said nothing for a few minutes. "Well what about you?" She asked angrily. "What happened today that made you oh so angry?"

"My parents," I admitted with a sigh.

"Oh," was all she needed to say to show that she understood. She knew about my poor relationship with my parents, my dad especially. So in the long run we both had crappy dads.

The snow was falling down hard and I looked up only to see numerous flakes falling down on me. I looked over at Layla with a smile and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh yes, I forgot, you love snow. I am more of a beach girl."

"Psh, sunny days bore me."

Both of us were soon smiling but when I caught sight of the back of her neck I stiffened. She seemed to have no clue that I would notice but I did, I always did.

"So now he's hitting the back of your neck. Hopefully, there will be no spinal problems." Layla grimaced and rolled her eyes.

"It was just one time and yes it hurt like hell but not like the time I fell down the stairs."

"I thought you were pushed?" I challenged and she just looked away. She made stupid excuses even if she had told me earlier. I don't understand why she protects him. "So how did you get this one? Kicked, hit, shoved?"

"He threw a beer bottle at me as I was leaving the house this morning. I have a few cuts but it seems the bruise stands out more."

"I may not be strong Layla but I still am going to kick his ass one day. You can't protect him for forever."

"Just stop, okay. I will be out by the end of the school year and there will be no need to worry about me and my shitty father. How relieving does that sound?"

"But I like worrying about you. You still are my best friend even though you have Isabelle now." I replied quietly while picking up a bit of snow and throwing it at a nearby tree.

"Don't even start about Isabelle... besides..." Then she stopped and began humming. My head immediately shot up.

"Besides... what?"

Layla shook her head and mumbled something incoherently before looking over at me skeptically. "Dammit Jason, you don't even know? My god, you must be blind or something."

"Well then, enlighten your blind friend."

"She has been crushing on you since eighth grade! And don't you dare tell her I told you or I will kill you."

My jaw dropped and I began staring out into space. I mean Isabelle was attractive but I never thought of her that way. Besides Darien likes her I couldn't do that to him! Well, I guess I could but he'd be awfully pissed and I wouldn't put it past him to beat me up-you know how those jocks are, always so physical.

"So... do you like her?"

"No!" I practically shouted. Quickly shoving my mouth shut, I glanced around the neighborhood to make sure no angry residents would complain.

"You don't want me to tell her, right?"

"No, no I wouldn't."

"Don't worry, I won't."

I stared at the skies and sighed. "I am going to head in early tonight." I know that I must've shocked her a bit.

"Well don't mind me when I have to go through your window."

"Wait... Layla... how did you get up here the first place?"

"Oh, you guys always leave your back door unlocked so it was fairly easy."

I nodded and went into my room. It was the same as always, a little darker, but nonetheless the same. Shrugging off my jacket, I jumped into my bed and closed my eyes. Of course I can never fall asleep right away like some people can but I still kept my eyes closed.

 

 

A jostle woke me up in the middle of the night and I groaned sleepily. My eyes were covered by a haze as I stared up at a shadowy figure. I could make out the long hair and the face so I instantly said her name.

"Layla, what do you want?" I didn't mean to sound rude but I was extremely tired.

"I know it's like three but can I just stay here? I have clothes with me because I got out before he could get me."

"What happened?" I was still partially asleep but my eyes widened and voice deepened.

"It was nothing different than all the other times." Layla said grudgingly before continuing. "He broke my lock and I hopped out the window and snook back into your house. May I just stay here; I promise I won't bug you."

"Yeah of course you can." I sighed before getting up and grabbing a pillow out of my closet. This has happened only once and it was at least a decade ago. Only that time she was locked out of her room.

I threw her the pillow before gesturing to my bed. When we were younger it didn't matter if we slept in the same bed because we thought it was an innocent thing. Now, I would have to sleep on the floor and she could sleep on my bed all by herself.

"Thanks and sorry, Jason," she thanked before lying down on my bed and throwing the blanket down to me. "I don't get cold in this sweater."

I cuddled up to the blanket and tried to fall asleep. Not only was my wood floor hard but it sometimes creaked. I thought about going downstairs to the couch but then I remembered that my parents would question about that in the morning so I just stayed on my floor.

 Ugh. Morning; just thinking about it made it harder for me to sleep. My father would definitely be angry and my mother would just keep her mouth shut.

A strange noise filled the silence. It sounded like pounding. I stood up and opened my door and listened. It seemed to be coming from downstairs. I looked back at Layla before tiptoeing down the steps and nearing the sound.

Someone was beating the front door.

"What the hell?" I said to myself. "Who would be knocking at this hour... other than Layla?" I opened the front door without looking through one of windows and found none other than Layla's father.

"Where is she?! I know she's here!" He shouted with a drunken edge. I quickly shoved the door closed but his arm caught it and he literally shoved himself inside of my house.

"I saw her! I saws her I did! Enter your little house!"

 

 

 

(Author's Note:  Sorry for the wait, I really am. I know the ending for this and the middle I am just having trouble getting there. I will tell that it does get loads better even though it seems to sound like another teen drama but trust me when the time comes it will get better.)

 (Many of you are also reading Becca and I will tell you that the next chapter should be out tomorrow.)

(Now I know the paragraphs are all off but I made this on Word and apparently these new goddamn story settings took away all of them when I pasted it on from Word. Yes, I could just make the paragraphs again but I don't want to fiddle with it at the moment.) 

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