A/N Oh goodness, I'm soooo sorry! I get soo caught up with all my homework and school work and schedule changes 4 weeks into the school year -_- So I didn't have a lot of time to write :/ But I think I made up for it with a really long chapter! So, to recap, Lia is going to school after a really rough night at home. Hope you like it and you get a little hint of who the love interest is between ;) :)
Chapter 3: Hurt
Lia's POV
I walked painfully to school, being careful not to jostle my shoulder. I got to the courtyard and scanned around for Allie and Trent. I waited for about 5 minutes, only waiting a short time because they usually got there before me. When they didn't show up, I just walked into school, feeling down already and the day had barely started.
And it just kept getting worse. Tara walked by me and shoved me, causing me to crash into the lockers. On my left side. I hissed in pain and closed my eyes briefly, but not too long or else people would get suspicious. I opened my eyes to see Tara walking away, laughing. I felt tears spring in my eyes, but I forced them down and walked to my locker.
I had just finished switching out my stuff when I heard a laugh somewhere to my right. I looked and see…Allie and Trent. They were laughing and talking, acting like I wasn't their friend who needed them right now. The tears came back again, and again, I forced them down. I slammed my locker shut and walked right past them even though I saw them clear as day.
"Lia! Wait up!" I heard Trent call. He touched my shoulder and I turned around. "Are you okay?"
"What do you care?" I asked scathingly.
He looked confused. "What?"
"You were chatting and laughing, and I was stuck getting shoved into lockers and left alone," I told him, struggling to keep my anger in check.
He was silent. "I'm sorry," he said softly.
"You know me, Trent. Especially now, because it's getting worse again—"
"How bad?"
I glared at him. "Why should I tell you?"
"Lia, -"
"No! I'm tired of being alone and hurt and everything! And now I can't count on my two friends who are always there for me to be here for me right now!" I countered.
"That's not fair. Allie and I are trying—"
"Is chatting and laughing while I was getting shoved into lockers called trying now?" I asked coldly.
I felt bad for yelling at him, but I just couldn't stop the hurt from flowing out of me. Every word I said I meant, but I knew it hurt him too. I could see it in his eyes. His face he could keep blank, or angry, but his eyes always betrayed his true feelings.
"Lia, you aren't being fair right now," he said, his voice a little shaky.
"I have to get to class," I said, turning to walk to class.
"Wait," he said, grabbing me by my arm.
I gasped as pain shot up my arm. Yep, it was my left arm he grabbed. My jacket slipped slightly off my shoulder and his eyes widened when he saw the bandages. I pulled my jacket back up as he whispered, "Lia…"
"It's nothing Trent," I said. "I need to go to class."
Trent's POV
I walked back towards Allie, still in shock about what just happened.
"Hey, is she okay?" she asked, concerned.
"Ummm, I'm not sure…" I replied, uncertain.
"What happened?"
"Well, she saw us coming down the hall, talking and laughing cause we didn't know she was going to be here, and she got really upset… Apparently, she got shoved into some lockers on her way here…And something big happened to her last night, I just know it.."
"What do you mean?"
"Yesterday she only told us that her forearm was bandaged right?" I asked, to clarify.
Allie nodded, waiting for me to continue.
"Her jacket slipped and I saw bandages on her shoulder…and she seemed to be really hurt or in pain when I grabbed her arm…" I said, worried.
"Something's really wrong at home, we've known that for at least two years," she said.
"But it's worse now, Allie…I…I think we should just stop seeing each other and help her for now. When all this is over, we could go back out.."
"What?! Trent! We can date and help her at the same time, we've been doing that for the past two months!" she protested.
"But she's starting to notice…We've lied to her for two months…" I trailed off.
"Trent, don't you get it? Maybe she'll understand.." she tried to say.
"Allie, I like you, but I don't want to place Lia in an awkward position…" I said, looking down.
"No, you never liked me," she replied sadly and I looked up. "But I do know who you do like. And I won't tell, and I understand where you're coming from. We do need to be there for her right now with no distractions."
"Thank you so much for understanding," I said gratefully.
"But I still know who you like," she interrupted.
"Please don't tell her," I pleaded.
She smiled softly. "Trust me Trent, I won't. She already has way too much on her plate."
I sighed in relief and Allie and I walked our separate ways to class.
Allie's POV
He broke up with me?! I took a deep breath to calm myself on my way to class. And his reason was a horrible reason. After two months, he still liked her. Still cared about her. Still worried about her. I huffed. After two years, she was so blind to him, so caught up in her life, that she didn't even notice that it was him who was always there for her.
He freaking broke up with me for her! Well, not really, but technically! I took another deep breath. Karma would hit them both equally bad.
~~~~Time Skip(to lunch)~~~~
Lia's POV
I plopped down in my seat at lunch waiting for Allie and Trent to get there. I sighed and put my head down on my uninjured arm. I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. "Hey, you okay?"
I looked up and saw Trent. "Yeah, I'm fine," I said, meaning the complete opposite.
"No, you're not. You look really pale and horrible, no offense," he told me.
"None taken."
"Lia…What happened to your arm?" he asked tentatively.
I looked around, saw that there was no one at lunch yet and said, "Can you keep a secret?"
He nodded and I painfully shrugged off my jacket, showing him my whole arm covered in bandages.
"What happened?" he whispered, scared, as I pulled my jacket back up.
"My dad getting drunk," I replied.
"But—" he started to say, but he was interrupted.
"Wow, Trent, why do you hang out with such a loser like her?" Tara asked, snickering.
"Hmm, maybe because I'm not fake like you," he shot back as I looked down.
"Really? Cause, you know she's a slut and drinks and all that stuff right?" she sneered.
"That's probably describing yourself," he sneered.
"Really? Then why does she always hate to go home? Why does she always hang out at guys' houses? Like yours, or Brent's?"
"Maybe because we're all friends?" he said, narrowing his eyes.
"Mmhmm. Sure," she said, and walked away with a flip of her hair.
"Lia, I'm so sorry," he said, turning back to me.
I stared at the ground, my eyes becoming unfocused. "Don't apologize," I said softly.
I glanced up at him and I could definitely tell he was worried about me. "Trent, don't worry, I'll be okay."
He was about to reply when Allie came up and said to Trent that she needed to talk to him and dragged him away.
Leaving me all alone and feeling hurt.
A/N So there you go! I hope it was long enough to appease any angry feelings. So, did you figure out the love interest? ;) I really like this chapter cause there was a little hurt feelings for my three main main characters right now. I really hope you liked this! RRR (Read, Review, Recommend) please! Love you all! 3
~~Vikki
