Brooke and I entered into the intoxicating smoke filled kitchen. The perpetrators were a group of guys standing around an enormous bong carefully planted on the island counter. As I made my way further into the kitchen my foot crunched down on something. I glanced down to see broken glass littered across the entire kitchen.
"Watch your step." I warned Brooke.
She nodded and followed behind me as we made our way into the living room. The music that was blasting earlier was cut off. The scene that was ahead of us made me stop in my tracks. Everyone was gathered around a drunken Nicole and an angry Rachel. Both girls were circling each other with malice in their eyes.
"FUCK YOU!" Rachel shouted.
"Well queen of the sluts, you should've known better than to mess with me you little bitch!" Nicole slurred out.
"Your ass is fucking mine!" Rachel snapped.
Nicole laughed as she took a sip from her red cup. Then she dropped it to the floor, spilling the rest of the contents on the floor.
"Woops! Clumsy me!" she laughed.
Rachel shook her head with fury. "HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! DON'T YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING RESPECT? FIRST YOU DESTROY MY FUCKING KITCHEN. AND NOW THIS." Rachel shouted with a fury I never knew she had.
"Well I personally believe I've made an improvement." She laughed.
Then Rachel lurched at Nicole. Rachel grabbed Nicole's long dark hair and shoved her up against the wall. Nicole slapped and clawed at Rachel. The crowd around us was going wild as the two girls fell to the floor, Rachel dominating the fight. Then Nicole rammed her elbow into Rachel's face. I started pushing my way through the large crowd. Nicole was now on top of Rachel pulling at her dark red hair. I grabbed Nicole around her waist and pulled her off Rachel. Nicole viciously tried to get out of my grasp. One of her hands reached out and scratched my eye which caused me to drop her instantly. I blocked her from getting back to Rachel.
"Nicole stop!" I eyed her.
She smirked and rolled her eyes.
"Frankly my darling… I just don't give a damn." She laughed.
Everyone around us got quiet. Brooke and Peyton helped Rachel up off the floor. All eyes were on us. I tried my best to ignore the eager eyes.
"Nicole get your stuff, we're leaving." I demanded and stepped towards her.
She backed away from me and stared me down.
"No offense Nathan, but you don't have the right to tell me what to do anymore. When I was your girlfriend sure, I would've done anything you said. ANYTHING! But now that were not, you should be telling your new girlfriend that. Besides…. I mean look at you! You're not even supposed to be here but yet here you are giving orders." Nicole slurred.
A low burning anger boiled into the pit of my stomach. She was taunting me. She was waiting for me to lose my anger and control. My hands started shaking as I stared deep into those blue eyes I once knew so well. I know what she wanted me to do. She wanted me to make a fool out of myself. But I'm a changed man.
"Josh.. grab her stuff. Bryce get the car ready." I nodded to them. Both the boys nodded and darted off throughout the house. I started making my way towards Nicole again when she backed up once more.
"Don't you dare Nathan! After everything that you've put me through, don't you dare fucking touch me! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!" she screamed.
A burning sensation hit the back of my throat. I quickly glanced down at the floor as flashes of images flew through my head of that night. I shook my head and pushed them away. Right now was not the moment.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked.
She began laughing at me again. My face began to flush. She was starting to embarrass me now.
"What the hell happened to you Nathan? I mean you used to be a man. A real fucking man, and now you're just this worthless, dumb, idiot." She smirked.
I bit down on my lower lip as I watched the crowd's expression. They seemed to disagree with her statement. In fact no one was laughing but her.
"You know what… that doesn't matter. Because now I can see what type of person you really are. You're just a desperate and broken little girl who can't get her life back together. You're parents don't give two shits about you, and no one even knows you exist because they don't care! So you cause problems, and fuck up other people's lives because you're never satisfied. No matter whom you are with, or what you're doing, it will never be enough. Why? Because you're the type of girl who likes suffering. To me, it's fucking pathetic who you are turning out to be. And it's all my fault because you were never like this when we dated. Alright, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I broke your heart. I'm sorry that I cheated on you. I'm sorry that I lied to you. Fuck alright I'M SORRY! I'M SO FUCKING SORRY THAT I TREATED YOU LIKE SHIT. I'M SORRY THAT I MADE YOU FEEL LESS THAN YOUR WORTH. AND I'M SORRY THAT I COULDN'T LOVE YOU! I'M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING!" I shouted.
My heart pounded underneath my chest. Slithers of anger slowly started subsiding back into their dark crevices. Suddenly the realization of what I just said hit me. Nicole's striking blue eyes stared at me with pain and hurt. Tears started forming underneath her eyes. I could see her heart breaking all over again, bringing back a sudden déjà vu. My heart ached as I watched her look down at the ground.
"Will you please come with me outside?" I spoke to her with a raspy dried out voice.
She nodded her head. I walked over to her and lifted her off from her feet. A sharp shooting pain ignited in my chest by her weight. The crowd slowly shifted out of the way as I carried her outside. The cool night air brushed against my skin as I spotted the car up ahead. Peyton opened up the backseat. I gently clambered into the backseat and laid Nicole out. I made sure she couldn't fall off the seat, and moved her as far back as the seat would allow.
"Nathan." A low shaky voice spoke.
I glanced down at the heartbroken Nicole.
"I'm sorry." she quietly whispered. More tears leaked out from the sides of her face. With the edges of my thumb I brushed them off.
I could feel my eyes burning, a warning sign of tears to come.
"No, I'm sorry. What I said back there was completely uncalled for." I sighed.
"No. You were right. You're always right." She whispered.
"Not always." I whispered back.
"To me… you are." She silently cried out.
I leaned forward and gently pressed my lips against her forehead.
"Get some sleep Nicky." I whispered. Then I slowly lifted myself out of the back seat. I slammed the door shut. Joshua clambered into the driver seat. I ran a hand through my hair as Peyton and I stood outside the car.
"She still has feelings for you." Peyton spoke as she tore her eyes away from the back window.
I lifted a brow and glanced back at the now passed out Nicole.
"I doubt that. She hates me." I scoffed.
"You really don't see it? Nathan the girl's still in love with you!" Peyton responded.
I clenched down on my jaw and looked down at the ground. I could feel Peyton's green eyes hammering me down. Just then Brooke, Haley, Jake, Bryce and Rachel walked outside.
"If I were you, I'd accept the truth and deal with it. If you keep pushing it off to the side, things are going to combust." Peyton lowered her voice as the group walked toward us.
"How is she?" Bryce asked.
"Passed out." I sighed.
"I'm getting a ride with Josh." Peyton spoke.
"How the hell are we getting back?" Bryce asked.
"We can take my car." Rachel spoke up.
I glanced over at Rachel and couldn't help but notice the striking bruise around her eye. I nodded. Peyton gave a small wave and clambered into the passenger seat. We watched as the car pulled out of the driveway.
"Come on guys." Brooke nodded towards Rachel's Hummer.
"What about the party? Ya know the people and stuff?" Haley commented as she eyed the house.
"Shit. I totally forgot about them." Rachel sighed.
"Jake and I can take care of it." Haley nodded.
"You sure?" Rachel questioned.
"No Prob. I love breaking up parties." Jake smiled.
The rest of us made our way to Rachel's vehicle.
"Hey Rach. I'm sorry about your party." I apologized as we hopped into the car.
"Don't worry about it Nathan. That girl has fucking problems. It's not your fault." She spoke.
Immediately guilt coursed through my veins. Of course it's my fault. This whole thing is my fault. Within no time we made it back to the hospital. We laughed as we quickly ran up the stairs and down the hallway to my room. Brooke's soft hand was intertwined with mine as we busted open the door to my room. The smile from my face fell as I saw a tall dark figure standing by my bedroom window. My room was in utter darkness.
"Fuck it's dark in here. Let there be light!" Bryce joked as he switched on the light.
My heart dropped 30 meters into the ground. The blood running through my veins stopped. All the air from my lungs was taken away from me as I stared at the figure by the window. I clenched my jaw and dropped Brooke's hand from mine. My eyes widened with fear.
The man turned around and faced us. Shock paralyzed my body as I came face to face with the one person in the world that I hated.
"Keith." I uttered out.
The man gave a mild smirk. "Don't you mean father?"
BAM! What you think of them apples? Haha! Sometimes I can still surprise myself. But shit… Poor Nathan's got enough on his plate. REVIEWS! Let me hear them.