The Tear In My Heart Chapter 2:
Lizzy opened her eyes slowly. "Rise and shine!" Pete cooed. He had a cigarette placed in between his lips accompanied with a plain expression.
"Huh?" Lizzy rubbed her head. "The others left a while ago. I thought I should wait here until you woke up."
"You shouldn't have! What time is it?" She asked. "Well school ended about thirty minutes ago." He declared.
"Thirty minutes?!" Lizzy bellowed as she sat up abruptly.
"Shush, calm down." He ordered. Liz nodded and stayed silent. Minutes passed as the two sat together.
"I didn't mean it like that.." Pete snarled. "I'm sorry.." She said sadly. "It's fine." He answered quickly.
"So.. want me to take you home?" Pete asked her. She looked up at him in surprise. "Really?!" She smiled. "Shut up before I change my mind." He weakly grinned.
The two started walking over to Lizzy's house. "You sure you don't just want to go home?" She asked.
"We stick together, I can't let you get hurt or the others will personally kill me." He stated.
"Henrietta seems to like you."
Lizzy was taken aback. "She.. she does?" She asked. "Well, we don't usually like anyone. Sometimes, not even each other. But she really is trying to get you to stay."
"That's nice of her!" Lizzy giggled. "Yeah." Pete agreed.
"Well, this is my house!" Lizzy said as she turned into a small path leading down to a brownish house. "Hold on!" Pete shouted after her.
"What?" She turned back to face him. He had pulled out his phone. "Put in your number." He ordered.
Lizzy took his phone and started to type in her number. She looked back up to see Pete staring at her. "Um.." She tried to wave a hand in front of his face but it didn't work.
"Pete!" She shouted. He suddenly snapped back to reality and rubbed his head. "S-Sorry.." he stuttered.
"What was that about?" She asked. "Argh, your eyes annoy me. They're such an annoying shade of blue." He insulted.
"I'm flattered." She rolled her eyes. Pete took his phone back and walked away. "Just leave me then!" She shouted but he didn't stop walking. In a matter of seconds, he was out of sight.
Lizzy muttered 'asshole' before walking down her path. She entered her house with a creak.
"Lizzy, is that you?" A voice came. "Yo!" Lizzy hung up her hoodie and bolted up the stairs before any awkward conversations could occur.
Liz walked into her bedroom. Her bright black walls pleased her as she laid peacefully on her bed.
She stared at her ceiling; also black. She thought to herself about why she hadn't spoken to the goths sooner.
Glaring down at her bare arms, she instantly saw the scars that buried deep into them. She sighed and brought her hand to her face in frustration. Suddenly, she heard her phone buzz.
'Hey.' The text read. It was from an unknown number, but Lizzy had some idea of who it was. 'Pete?'
A bar appeared at the bottom of the screen, symbolising that he was typing a reply. 'Yeah.' He wrote.
A few moments went by without any texts from each other.
Lizzy didn't know what else to say, so she just waited to see if he would say anything else. Pete sat and waited for Lizzy's reply.
He sighed to himself and took a moment to type once more. 'Don't leave us.'
'Damn, that came across as clingy..' he thought, instantly regretting pressing send. Lizzy looked to her phone and laughed to herself nervously. She then began typing herself. Her paranoia covered her so she checked the message for errors multiple times. After this process, she pressed send.
'Oh, why would I? You guys are practically what I didn't know I needed. Besides, I have nowhere else to go!'
Pete wrote a reply. 'Whatever. We're glad, I guess.'
Lizzy rolled her eyes at his attitude and put her phone down beside her. She then switched on some Hollywood Undead and bathed in it.
By the time Pete sent another message, Lizzy had fallen asleep. "Liz!" A voice came. "What?" She murmured.
"Get your ass out of bed!" It was her mother. "Mum! I'm tired!" She insisted, pushing her luck.
"Get here now!" She bellowed. Lizzy got up and walked to her door. Next, she stuck out her head and peered around the hallway, looking around for her mother.
"Where the hell even are you?!"
Suddenly, her mother rushed out of her own bedroom. "Asshole!" She screeched. Lizzy covered her face to dodge a punch from her mother. "You little-" Lizzy ducked and grabbed her knees, throwing her to the floor.
"Mum, you're drunk." Lizzy declared. "I'm.. I not!" She squirmed on the floor.
"I can't believe you!" Lizzy shouted. Her mother pulled herself up on her feet and smacked Liz in the face. "Shut up!"
Lizzy stomped away back to her bedroom. She locked her door and bashed her head forcefully off of it, knocking herself out.
"Yeah, I just knew that something was wrong. It doesn't seem like she's the type to not reply. Besides, I found something I thought she'd like. Oh, who am I kidding. I just wanted to visit her."
Lizzy opened her eyes slowly. She was laying in a hospital bed. Looking around, she saw Pete sitting next to her.
"You're awake.." He said slowly, making sure not to make her jump. "Y-yes.."
"What happened?!" She asked quickly. "You were found unconscious in your bedroom." A medic filled in. "You know, you're lucky you had this lad here to find you. God knows what could have happened, eh?"
Lizzy looked back to Pete and smiled warmly. Pete scrunched his mouth and looked away.
"I'll be back in a second, I just have to inform the others that you're awake." The medic smiled and left the room.
"You.. you saved me." Liz giggled. "S-So?" He stuttered. Lizzy rolled her eyes and let them wander the room once more.
"Why'd you come back?"
Lizzy pretended she hadn't heard the conversation from earlier. "I.. I just wanted to see you. I thought I'd annoyed you earlier. I didn't want to ruin things so fast." He admitted. Liz blushed and sighed.
"You feeling any better? The doctors said that you'd been hit or something." Pete looked back to her. "Yeah, I mean.. my mum hit me. I can't remember much else."
"Did your mum knock you out?" He asked quickly, a look of worry covering his face.
Lizzy laughed nervously. "No, at least, I don't think so. I mean, I think I went into my bedroom after that. Then I don't know what happened."
"That does make sense. When I got there, your mother was passed out on the couch. She had bottles practically surrounding her. Then I tried all of the rooms and when I couldn't find you I tried the locked one. Turns out you were in there, I guess."
He shrugged and pulled out a cigarette. "Are you really gonna smoke in here?" Liz asked. "Are you really that conformist?" He smugly replied.
Lizzy smirked at him. "Where's my mum?"
Pete froze and turned all of his focus to her. "I.. I think they took your mother away."
"What?!" Lizzy panicked. "Why.. why?" "They said she was abusing you. They found many bruises on your body and since your mother was incredibly intoxicated when they got there, I guess that kinda added to it."
Lizzy sighed. "I.. I guess. I mean, she did hit me a lot. But she said I deserved it. I thought I did too." Pete gasped as his eyes widened.
"You what?" He shouted. "Why would you deserve it?!"
"I dunno. I'm a terrible person, I guess." Lizzy laughed. But after looking at Pete's expression, she knew it probably wasn't a laughing matter.
"Listen, if anyone ever hits you, hit them back ten times harder. I stick by that, but this is different. That.. that's your mother. And she's practically trained you that you're a failure, as an excuse for her abuse? That's shocking!"
"I.. I didn't know you were this protective of your friends.." Lizzy said in awe. "I'm not. Usually.."
"Damn, I'm glad I found you guys. You're such great friends." Liz smiled sweetly. "Yeah, yeah, whatever." Pete snarled and took a puff of his cigarette.
"So.. where am I going to stay?" Before Pete could answer, the same medic burst through the door. "Good news!"
"What?" "You see, there's an orphanage willing to accept you. Now, it could just be temporary, but it's a place to stay! We submitted a form for you just now and they said you can arrive tomorrow. For now, you'll need a place to stay.."
The medic looked to Pete. "What?" He asked sternly. "Well first, please put out that cigarette."
Pete rolled this eyes, before leaning over to an ashtray and placing the cigarette butt onto it. "There." He growled.
"Great. Anyway, you think she can stay with you for a bit, chap?"
"Nah. My parents would never allow it. But, I know someone who probably would." Lizzy looked confused. "Who?"
After a while in the hospital, Pete was allowed to take Liz away. "Now, I'm sure she'll let you stay. But if not, I guess there's a few alternatives." Pete spoke softly. He had a naturally soft voice, which soothed Lizzy.
"Okay." She smiled. The two continued their walk down the street. "Here." Pete pointed to a house in front of them.
"Who lives there?" The two reached the doorstep without a reply from Pete.
"Hello?" The door opened. It was Henrietta. "Hey. Can Lizzy stay the night? I'll take her off your hands tomorrow, don't worry."
"Oh, um.. hang on!" She slammed the door. "Lizzy is staying the night!" Henrietta decided loudly from inside. "Who is that?" Said a feminine voice. "Why do you care? I was just letting you know!" She snarled before opening the door again.
"They said yes!" She smiled. With that, Lizzy walked into the house, leaving a surprisingly jolly Pete on the doorstep.