A/N: hey guys, so first I'm gonna reply to some of the reviews then tell y'all the surprise so here we go:
autumn1999 – thank you for calling me an awesome writer! it really means a lot.
Metheperson7 – well, you don't have to wait that long for Lindsay's POV and it was honestly funny writing that too!
Pebbles – I honestly don't know when I'm gonna give Kim her memory back in can be this or could be after three more, no one will ever know.
Last Chapter:
"It would be six this coming up Friday if you haven't broke up with me for Randy."
"I didn't break up with you for Randy." Lindsay sneered, Jack started squeezing her arm. "Stop it. You're hurting me Jack." Lindsay whined.
"I thought you could handle me, I was wrong."
"Get off my arm, please." Lindsay was almost in tears. "Don't question me next time." Jack hissed in her ear, letting go of her arm.
Lindsay, sat on the stairs; rubbing her almost bruised arm. Jack grinned, walking in Kim's room. Lindsay sat there, doing whatever she could not to cry, but it happened anyway.
"Even when we're not in a relationship." Lindsay whispered to herself, she thought she was use to the pain, but she wasn't.
Journal Entry:
And the saddest fear comes creeping in
That you never loved me or her, or anyone, or anything, yeah
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
'Til you put me down, oh
Lindsay's POV
I was sitting in the kitchen, I didn't want to go upstairs or go near the stairs at this point. It only been three hours, three hours since my arm almost bruised and I've cried for two of them. I sighed, I wasn't getting away from Jack, he's hooked on Kim meaning I would be using ice a lot.
I sighed again, getting up. I had to face my fears, a fear nobody knew about because Jack loved having people think I was the bad guy in the relationship like with Kim. I didn't want to bully her, I didn't want to bully anyone but of course Jack made me…
Three months ago…
I was with Jack; he was talking to Brody and Carson. "There's gonna be a new girl at school today."
"I'm guessing she's not from around here." Jack responded to Brody.
"Her name is Kimberly Crawford; I overheard Jenna talking about her." Carson chuckled; I knew that name all too well. "I-." I started but Jack's grip tighten, leading me to the nearest janitor closet. "Lindsay." Jack sneered; I knew I've done something wrong.
"If it wasn't for the fact we was in school, I would slap the hell outta of you. Now your job is to keep your mouth shut around my friends and make whoever this Kimberly Crawford life a living hell, got it?" Jack said, hurting my arm now. I just nodded, I almost whimper but I didn't. I had to control my pain and my thoughts around him.
When I saw Kim, I knew it. She was the same girl I use to play with when we was younger, she wasn't that sweet but she was nice enough to be friends with me after I was bullied and that was before we knew we was cousins. Us being related just brought our friendship closer and I almost smiled until I saw Jack and the torture for the both of us started now.
I remembered that day, all too well and I couldn't shake it not after three months of being a total bitch to my own cousin because I was afraid of the pain Jack would bring to me if I didn't. I never told my parents because he had them wrapped around his finger with his dad being their boss and his charming looks and attitude around them.
They would never believe me and he would of just made it worse. They always saw him as a son more than me as their daughter. And that what I hated the most was they always believed someone over their own daughter.
I wasn't a slut, or a bitch or any of that but if they was home and someone knocked on their door right now they would believe them. "Deep in thought?" I flinched at the cold voice, I knew it was Jack. He was the only guy in the entire house, I slowly turned to him. "Um, ye-yea," I barely managed to get out of my mouth.
"Well, just know what I use to say." Jack then sat next to me as I just nod. "Thinking is for me, not you." Jack whispered in my ear, I smelled his peppermint breath that I hated so much and he knew that.
"But we're not to-together any-anymore." I whispered, the fear was surely there in my voice and I knew he heard it because of that smirk, or was it a grin? All I knew that it wasn't good.
"Maybe we aren't but you will always, and I mean always be a slut in my eyes." He whispered, getting up. When he left, I sighed in relieve this time. My hand was so shaky and I knew only he could do that.
I was at the mall, getting Starbucks – Jack and Kim been together in the house all day so I was in the clearing. "Lindsay?" I turned to Ricky, and smiled a bit. "Hey Ricky."
"I didn't know you knew my name."
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Because the last time we talked you said that I was a no good nameless boy who isn't even cute." Ricky chuckled, I just frowned. Jack made me look shitty to everyone around here to the point I knew niceness wasn't expecting at all. "Well, I'm sorry that I said that. I honestly didn't mean it." I said to him sincerely, buying my coffee. I was about to walk off until Ricky grabbed my right arm, which made me groan in pain.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know your arm was hurting."
"It's nothing." I said quickly wanting to end this conversation at soon as possible. "No it's not."
"Just get to the point on why you grab my arm."
"I wanted to say I accept your apology."
"Thank you, now bye." I started to walk off again until he grabbed my left arm, I turned to him. "What happened to your arm?"
"I fell down the stairs."
"In that case your legs and your left arm should hurt too."
"I landed on my right arm when I got to the bottom, it had the most impact." I lied; I told this lie a dozen times whenever someone touched a hurt arm or leg on an accident or purpose I tell the same story.
"I don't believe you."
"It's true."
"No, it's not. Jack did this to you, didn't he?"
"What? No!" I practically yelled. "He did…" Ricky said softly. "Why? Why would he hurt you?"
"He didn't hurt me, ok? So stop thinking he did, leave me the hell alone!" I didn't know why I was protecting Jack still, but I couldn't help but know he would hurt me again if Ricky knew.
"I'm not leaving you alone, Lindsay. I know he hurt you before, I know that you're not clumsy. I know that you never fall down a flight of stairs in your life and most importantly I know that you're protecting him."
"How would you know?" I challenged.
"I see you a lot, you act like a bitch when he's around but when you're alone you're sweet and you're talented. I heard you play the guitar, I saw your paintings, and I know you know karate so why don't you use it?" He whispered to me. "Because Jack is stronger, he's quicker and more importantly he was the one who taught me before he started hitting me and abusing me. He was kind, and nice, and caring. And I loved him."
"But does he love you?"
"In my dreams." I laughed. "Lindsay…" I looked around then back at Ricky. "What?" I asked, and he hugged me.
I didn't even think I just hugged him back. I closed my eyes; I haven't had a real hug in three years by someone who cared. "Thank you." I whispered, and he let go. "Call or text me whenever." He handed me a piece of paper with his number on it and I nodded. "Sure will." Then I walked off with his number in one hand and my coffee in the other.
I postponed as long as possible to not go back to Kim's house. I browsed through stores until I got to Doc Martens, I loved the store but couldn't shop there because of Jack and this 'image' that I had to hold up for him; but not anymore because I felt stronger than ever when I entered the store. I felt like I could rule the world but the world came crashing down when I saw Kim and Jack.
My heart dropped, my strength gone, my confident was out of the mall. "Oh look, it's Lindsay." Kim laughed; I didn't have my phone or my headsets so I did whatever I could to ignore them until I brought the pair of boots I wanted. It didn't take that long because they was almost sold out of my size, Kim.
I grabbed the last pair and put them on the counter. These heels hurted and I wanted to get out of them as soon as possible. "That will be $150 and a kiss." Jack flirted, I took out $150, handing it to him and then grabbing the boots. "The kiss is non-existing, sorry." I whispered to him, walking out of the store. I knew I pissed him off but I didn't care.
I entered the Bobby Wasabi Dojo on the other side of the mall; I then changed my heels for my boots. "Welcome to the Bobby Wasabi Dojo!" The owner, Rudy said to welcome me. "Hi Sensei Rudy, I'm-."
"Lindsay Rickland, I know!" Rudy said excitingly. "Um, yeah. How did you know?"
"Your mom is an amazing actress!" He said a bit fangirly. I remembered the time when my mom was an actress, that's why we moved here to get away from that. "Well, I was wondering could I take classes here."
"Of course! All we need is to get you a Gi, a locker and found out what level of karate you are." Rudy smiled. "Milton! Eddie! Jerry!" When they came out, I knew them and of course they knew me. "What is Lindsay Rickland doing here Rudy?"
"To take karate, duh!" Rudy said, responding to Jerry. "You? Taking karate? I bet you're worse than me." Jerry laughed, and I saw that as a challenge. "Let's go." I said, removing my boots and socks. I got on the mat and we bowed to each other.
When the fight was over, I won. "I never knew you could fight that well." Jerry said, "Hmph, nobody did." I put my socks and boots back on. "She's definitely higher than a yellow belt." Eddie said, "And I know I can't beat her and I'm an orange belt."
"Well, for now she'll be a red belt." Rudy said, handing me a Gi and a red belt. I bowed to him, "thank you." I smiled, grabbing the Gi and belt. "You'll start tomorrow, okay?" Rudy said and I nodded. He handed me a locker number and I put my Gi and belt in it. "See'ya!" I said, leaving the dojo.
When I got to the park, I was alone. Nobody came this earlier, unless they were dog walking. I smile to myself as I opened the guitar case which I got from my house. I took out my acoustic guitar I brought myself for my 15th birthday when my mom wanted me to buy heels – which I had enough for both.
I wiped the guitar down than I started to strum it; the sound of in still being tuned made me smile. "I see you a lot, you act like a bitch when he's around but when you're alone you're sweet and you're talented. I heard you play the guitar, I saw your paintings, and I know you know karate so why don't you use it?" Echoed in my head, and it made me smile more.
I started singing;
The city is sleeping, but I'm still awake
I'm dreaming, I'm thinking what happened today, is it right?
I fold into the night
The flashbacks, the pictures, the letters and songs
The memories, the heart that you carved on the wall
It's a shame, now that nothings the same
Now the bridges are burned and we're lost in the wind
It's time that we sink or swim
What about you
What about me
What about fairy tale endings
Were you just pretending to be
And I'm wondering
What if we tried
What if I cried
What if its better tomorrow
What if I followed your eyes
I'm wondering
What about me?
"Nice playing." I looked up to see Ricky. "What are you doing here?"
"It's 2 in the afternoon and I had a feeling."
"What do you mean?"
"Every Sunday at 2 you come here to play because every Sunday at 2 I take a walk and think."
"So you knew about me playing for a while?"
"For months, yeah."
"Oh…" I was a bit shocked. "You're amazing by the way." He smiled and kept walking. I sighed, nobody knew about me playing but him and that wasn't volunteeringly. I put my guitar back in the case, finally going back to the house.
When I got inside, I went straight to the kitchen; I'm supposed to help Kim's mom with dinner. "Hey Lindsay! Just in time to help." She smiled at me and I smiled back. "Well, I love to cook!" I laughed, as we started reading a cookbook.
When we was done cooking, we set up the table. "Thank you for the amazing help, Lindsay. I can't believe your parents didn't take you with them. You're amazing." Diane smiled at me.
"Well, my family doesn't really appreciate me that much."
"Why?"
"I guess they don't want me as their daughter or something."
"That's not right for them to put you through that."
"That's my parents." I sighed, sitting down. "Kimberly! Dinner is ready!" Diane called upstairs. Kim and Jack both came downstairs, hand in hand. "What's for dinner?"
"Well, burritos, chips, French fries, cinnamon rolls, salad, fruit salad, and pizza rolls." Diane smiled, she was happy with her creations. I was proud of her too but Kim differed. "Ew, most of that is fat food. I'll just have the salad, fruit salad and I'll go upstairs with Jack and hang out." Kim sneered, sitting across from me, meaning Jack was between me and Kim.
I put a burrito, a handful of chips and French fries, two cinnamon rolls, a big spoon full of fruit salad and two handful of pizza rolls on my plate. "Don'tcha think you should lay off the food, you won't be like that for the rest of your life." Kim laughed, making Jack chuckled.
"Don'tcha think you should shut the hell up and stop mentally abusing me before I physically abuse you?" I smiled at Kim, biting into my burrito. Diane cleared her throat, looking between me and Kim. Kim's face was bright red, and it looked like she had smoke coming from her noise. "I'll be in my room." Kim said, leaving the table. "Don't forget your salads!" I called after her, bubbly.
I took a glance at Jack and he had a grin on his face which wasn't good. I took my time eating, so did Jack and Diane. I tried to make simple conversations with Diane about her day and a few words to Jack but it always ended up with silence. I sighed, when I finished my last pizza roll and sliced kiwi.
I went to Kim's room real quick and she wasn't there so I grabbed her box of boots and went straight to my room. When I got in, I checked the room than locked the door behind me. I sighed, smiling a bit. I was safe, for now. I sat on my bed – thinking on what I should do next. Then I thought about it, I called Ricky.
I went to sleep around 3 A.M. because of Ricky. When I woke up, I was so tired. "Wake the hell up Lindsay, we got school!" Kim said, banging the door. I groan, I got up sluggishly and ruff up my hair, scratching a bit.
I walked to the bathroom – surprisingly it was free and so I took a cold shower. When I got out of the shower, I wrapped myself in my towel and walked back to my room to get dressed. After I put on my high-waisted shorts, a white undershirt, a white crop top saying 'I Heart Music' and I put on the floral Doc Martens that I took from Kim's room. Surprisingly she didn't notice, apparently she doesn't care about them anymore – at least for now.
When I got out of the room, looking for my bag I wasn't surprised to see Jack. "Did you spend another night here?"
"Actually, no. I came here to drive Kim to school, yanno what I use to do for you?"
"You can go rot." I sneered, walking down the stairs, finding my school bag. I grabbed my bag, throwing over my shoulder and practically hopped to the kitchen but it was more of bounces. "Morning Miss Crawford!"
"Morning Lindsay! I'm guessing Kim is up since Jack is here."
"She surprisingly woke me up." I said, shocking Diane. I went in the fridge, grabbing a container with leftover burritos and a few pizza rolls. I threw that in the microwave for a few minutes and then I was ready to go to school and show everyone who I really was and that wasn't a doll or puppet of Jack's but Lindsay Richland, the girl everyoneonce knew in my hometown.
This chapter is over, WHAT? I reached my goal of 3k words for this chapter and I'm soo soo happy about it! So what do you guys think from seeing things in Lindsay's POV? (;
1. Things that I've mention:
- "I Knew You Were Trouble" by Taylor Swift; Journal Entry
- Starbucks; always mention but never been, oh.
- Doc Martens; ugh! Love them so much!
- "What About Me" by Emily Osment; song Lindsay sung at the park
2. I'm honestly so happy to release this chapter because this is my favourite chapter by far.
3. Ricky and Lindsay is getting closer, ohhhh.
4. Lindsay is being her own person now.
5. Jack hasn't done anything to Lindsay about the dinner…
6. May I please have their food? Haha, I'm serious.
7. This chapter is something that kinda inspiring me a bit because of what Lindsay is doing.
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