Above & Beyond
☁Chapter Eight☁
Bree's Perspective
"N-no" I responded truthfully.
Liam took my face into his hands, examining my bruise. He rubbed the painful, red spot and I winced.
"Can you drop-p me off at the hotel?" I asked shaken up.
"Hotel? You mean my house." He said sternly, standing up and helping me of the ground.
"But, your...parents" I whispered the last part. Liam's parents hated my father, I think its the fact that after my mom died, he got together will a bunch of younger woman.
"Boo, they love you, they just don't like-" I cut him off.
"My father" I answered.
Liam looked down at the ground sadly.
"Yeah" He replied.
I looked out, into the sky and thought about what i had just done. I had left my father.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt I tight grip around my waist.
"Ready?" He asked softly.
"Yeah."
I sat in the passenger seat while Liam drove me to his house. The car ride silent. The only time anything was said was when Liam turned to the right and complimented me
"You're so beautiful."
I think Liam has always had "something" for me, but I don't feel anything for him.
We reached his house and he parked in the driveway.
"What time is it?" I asked breaking the silence.
"Uhh," He started, checking his phone. "8:30" He replied.
"A-are your parents home?" I asked nervously.
"No, not yet, but they will be home at ten." He answered.
"Oh...Okay" I said feeling relieved.
More silence.
"Boo, I know you don't want to talk about it, but-" I cut him off.
"No! I don't want to hear any of it" I yelled not knowing that I started crying.
Liam slid over to my side and held me in his arms.
"Boo, don't cry" He whispered in my ear softly.
"M-my l-life is so fucked u-up!" I managed to get out.
"Your life is great" Liam said.
"Great? Are you serious?" I asked shocked.
"It is. I wouldn't-" I cut him off.
"I hate everything about my life! My mothers dead! My father is marrying a bitch ass...cunt! And not to mention, I just ran away from home!" I yelled furiously, with tears streaming down fast.
Liam pulled away from me.
"I know its hard. But, you're over exaggerating. Tiffany can't be that bad-" He started.
"Ugh! Stop! You're taking their side again!" I yelled furiously.
Liam always did this. Even though I know that he is probably right, I still wish that he would take my side. Tiffany really is a bitch ass cunt!
"I'm not taking their side! I am just saying that you are judging Tiffany when you don't even know her!" He yelled back.
"I know her well enough to know that she is a bitch ass cunt!" I said lowering my voice.
"What makes you think that she is a "bitch ass cunt" you speak of?" He said hiding a grin.
"Ugh! You wouldn't believe me if I told you anyway!" I said rolling my eyes at his stupid smirk.
"I will! I always believe you!" He said honestly.
"Fine! Right when I arrived, Tiffany said that she didn't want me to get in the way of her and my father's relationship. And-That he was rich." I confessed.
"Well, your father is...rich." Liam said.
"I know! I'm not stupid! My point is, she is marrying him for his riches!" I yelled.
"You are probably right. But he is the one proposing. She makes him happy, why can't you just except that?" He asked calmly.
"Stop taking their side!" I yelled, getting out of the car and slamming the door shut behind me.
Liam got out on his side and ran up next to me.
"What the fuck? I am not taking their side! I'm with you!" He yelled grabbing my arm.
"Then why are you defending her!" I yelled back.
He released his grip and sighed.
"I'm not. Can we take this inside? You're shivering. " He asked, taking off he jacket and wrapping it around my arms.
I was shivering. Nights are cold down here.
"Fine. But we're not done talking." I say as I turn around and walk up to the pourch.
"N-no" I responded truthfully.
Liam took my face into his hands, examining my bruise. He rubbed the painful, red spot and I winced.
"Can you drop-p me off at the hotel?" I asked shaken up.
"Hotel? You mean my house." He said sternly, standing up and helping me of the ground.
"But, your...parents" I whispered the last part. Liam's parents hated my father, I think its the fact that after my mom died, he got together will a bunch of younger woman.
"Boo, they love you, they just don't like-" I cut him off.
"My father" I answered.
Liam looked down at the ground sadly.
"Yeah" He replied.
I looked out, into the sky and thought about what i had just done. I had left my father.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt I tight grip around my waist.
"Ready?" He asked softly.
"Yeah."
I sat in the passenger seat while Liam drove me to his house. The car ride silent. The only time anything was said was when Liam turned to the right and complimented me
"You're so beautiful."
I think Liam has always had "something" for me, but I don't feel anything for him.
We reached his house and he parked in the driveway.
"What time is it?" I asked breaking the silence.
"Uhh," He started, checking his phone. "8:30" He replied.
"A-are your parents home?" I asked nervously.
"No, not yet, but they will be home at ten." He answered.
"Oh...Okay" I said feeling relieved.
More silence.
"Boo, I know you don't want to talk about it, but-" I cut him off.
"No! I don't want to hear any of it" I yelled not knowing that I started crying.
Liam slid over to my side and held me in his arms.
"Boo, don't cry" He whispered in my ear softly.
"M-my l-life is so fucked u-up!" I managed to get out.
"Your life is great" Liam said.
"Great? Are you serious?" I asked shocked.
"It is. I wouldn't-" I cut him off.
"I hate everything about my life! My mothers dead! My father is marrying a bitch ass...cunt! And not to mention, I just ran away from home!" I yelled furiously, with tears streaming down fast.
Liam pulled away from me.
"I know its hard. But, you're over exaggerating. Tiffany can't be that bad-" He started.
"Ugh! Stop! You're taking their side again!" I yelled furiously.
Liam always did this. Even though I know that he is probably right, I still wish that he would take my side. Tiffany really is a bitch ass cunt!
"I'm not taking their side! I am just saying that you are judging Tiffany when you don't even know her!" He yelled back.
"I know her well enough to know that she is a bitch ass cunt!" I said lowering my voice.
"What makes you think that she is a "bitch ass cunt" you speak of?" He said hiding a grin.
"Ugh! You wouldn't believe me if I told you anyway!" I said rolling my eyes at his stupid smirk.
"I will! I always believe you!" He said honestly.
"Fine! Right when I arrived, Tiffany said that she didn't want me to get in the way of her and my father's relationship. And-That he was rich." I confessed.
"Well, your father is...rich." Liam said.
"I know! I'm not stupid! My point is, she is marrying him for his riches!" I yelled.
"You are probably right. But he is the one proposing. She makes him happy, why can't you just except that?" He asked calmly.
"Stop taking their side!" I yelled, getting out of the car and slamming the door shut behind me.
Liam got out on his side and ran up next to me.
"What the fuck? I am not taking their side! I'm with you!" He yelled grabbing my arm.
"Then why are you defending her!" I yelled back.
He released his grip and sighed.
"I'm not. Can we take this inside? You're shivering. " He asked, taking off he jacket and wrapping it around my arms.
I was shivering. Nights are cold down here.
"Fine. But we're not done talking." I say as I turn around and walk up to the pourch.
Notes
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Is there a romance between the two of them?
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What will happen when they reach Liam's house?
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2/16/14