Here's Chapter 15, sorry it took so long, i went on vacation with my family and i had no internet but i'm back so posting shouldn't take that long.
Chapter 15:
I groaned as I stretched awake. My head was pounding and the sun was right in my eyes. What a wonderful way to wake up. I curled up tighter in the blanket I was sleeping under as a cold chill ran down my spine. I looked over at the window to see that it was cracked slightly.
"Who the fuck leaves a window open all night in April." I muttered to myself as I dragged myself out of bed to shut the window. Glanced at my reflection quickly and realized why I was so cold. I was only wearing my bra and underwear. "What the fuck happened last night?" I said to myself as I found my sweatpants and shirt. I put them on then left Kendall's room and headed to the basement. I stopped at the basement door when I heard all four boys yelling loudly. I sighed and walked downstairs. Despite my pounding headache I didn't cover my ears. I wanted to know what they were arguing about.
"What the hell are you guys arguing about!" I yelled over all of them when I got to the bottom of the stairs.
"Oh like you don't know?" James snapped. I glared at him.
"Actually, I don't know. Care to explain?" I snapped back at him.
"James just drop it. Nothing happened." Kendall said rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, I'm sure." James laughed sarcastically.
"Why do you even care James? Elle already explained to you that you have no chance with her." Logan said. I looked at them all with a confused expression.
"What the hell are you guys talking about!?" I shouted.
"You slept with Kendall last night didn't you." James snapped.
"If you mean in the same bed as him, then yeah, I did. What's the big deal?" I said.
"No, I mean you had sex with him." He said, as if it was obvious that was what he was talking about. I bit the inside of my cheek and glared at him as I felt my cheeks burning.
"Why is that any of your business James?" I asked angrily.
"Yes or no Elle!" He snapped. Who the fuck does he think he is talking to me like that?
"No, I didn't James, feel better now? Knowing that I'm still a virgin, even though it's absolutely none of your fucking business!" I said, my voice raising slowly until I was shouting. James' jaw dropped as I spoke. I glared at him angrily, my hands balled into fists and my jaw clenched tightly.
"Elle, I'm sorry, I didn't–" I narrowed my eyes at him and Carlos interrupted him.
"James, I'd just drop it buddy, it's none of your business and she kinda looks like she's going to kill you." He said. James nodded and sat down on the couch. I didn't move until I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"You alright Ellie?" Kendall asked. I nodded and pushed his hand off my shoulder.
"See you guys later." I snapped before turning and running up the stairs. I grabbed my jacket off the railing and my boots from the bottom of the stairs then left, slamming the front door shut behind me. 'Fucking jackasses. Not even any of their damn business. Who the fuck do they think they are." I muttered to myself as I walked up to my front door and walked into the house.
"You're home early." Leigh said as I walked past her. "What's wrong, get in a fight with your boyfriend?" I rolled my eyes and kept walking.
"Fuck off Leigh." I snapped as I walked into my room and slammed the door shut. I walked over to my mattress, lifted it up, grabbed the little white box hidden there and pulling out the blades hidden inside of it. I dragged the blade hastily across my skin, barely wincing at each cut, watching is they got deeper and deeper. I dragged the blade across my skin one last time and jumped when I heard a knock at the door. "Shit." I hissed as I dropped the blade and looked at the last spot I had torn open. It was wider and pouring blood more than I'd done before. I quickly grabbed the towel closest to me and wrapped it around my wrist as the person at the door knocked again. "Hang on!" I snapped as I put as much pressure on my wrist as I could. I watched as the towel turned from white to crimson red. "Shit, shit shit." I muttered.
"Ellie? Are you alright?" Kendall asked from the other side of the door.
"Fuck." I mumbled to myself. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just getting dressed!" I lied as I looked around my room for the box of band-aids I knew I had. "Shit, where is it?"
"Hurry up, I need to talk to you." He said. I sighed and shook my head as I opened the drawers on my desk. I opened the bottom one and found the band-aids.
"Just give me a minute, okay?" I snapped as I covered my arm in band-aids. I threw the towel in the corner of my room with the band-aids and walked over to my closet and pulled on a tank top, an old flannel shirt, and a different pair of sweat pants. "You can come in." I said as I pulled my hair into a bun and sat down on my bed, playing with the sleeve of my shirt.
"That took longer than usual." he said as he walked over and sat next to me on my bed. I shrugged.
"Couldn't find the shirt I wanted." I said simply. "So what do you want to talk about?" I asked.
"I wanted to talk about last night." He said. I nodded slowly.
"Yeah, um, what exactly happened last night?" I asked. "You know, between me and you?"
"You don't remember much of last night do you?" I shook my head.
"I remember being in the basement with you and the guys, you, me and Carlos were completely shit faced, well, I was, you and Carlos aren't lightweights like me, then you and me went upstairs to get food and we ended up sleeping upstairs and then I kissed you." I said.
"Well, you know more than I thought you would." He said, looking relieved.
"What happened after that?" I asked. "We didn't–" He shook his head and cut me off.
"No, we didn't." He assured me.
"Then why does James think we did, and why did I wake up in only my bra and underwear?" I asked him.
"Because we almost did but you freaked out and I'm pretty sure you had a panic attack." He said. I sighed and shook my head.
"Of course I did." I said, annoyance evident in my voice. Kendall raised an eyebrow at me.
"Is that a normal thing for you or–" I cut him off.
"Please don't ask if it was something you did. It's not. Believe me, I'm just really, really, fucked in the head." I told him.
"I really doubt that." He told me. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
"You wanna hear the big giant list of things I'm diagnosed with?" I challenged him.
"Go for it." he said. I rolled my eyes.
"ADD, Anxiety-Social and Situational, Type 2 Bipolar Disorder, Insomnia, Parasomnia involving night terror, chronic nightmares, Intermittent Explosive Disorder, P.T.S.D., Paranoia, Claustrophobia, slight dyslexia, and when I was younger I struggled with distorted self image and an eating disorder." I told him. He sat there with a confused expression on his face for a minute before he spoke.
"I don't know what half what you said is." He said. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"It means my mind is really, really fucked up." I said simply.
"You don't seem it." He laughed. I got up and walked over to my desk and pulled out a box and threw it at him.
"Lots and lots of medication and self control." I told him as he looked at all the prescription bottles in the box.
"So your panic attack was cause by your anxiety?" He asked. I nodded.
"Most likely." I said simply.
"So all those other things, were you just born with them?" He asked curiously.
"Some of them, others developed over time, and others were caused by traumatic events." I shrugged.
"Traumatic events like what?" I shook my head.
"That's not really something I can tell you right now." I told him. "All I'll tell you is that Ray Jay and Leigh have a couple of the same disorders I have."
"Like?" I rolled my eyes.
"Anxiety, P.T.S.D., Paranoia, and chronic nightmares. Leigh hides it with her anger, Ray Jay and I just tend to ignore it and get on with out lives."
"You're not going to tell me why you have it though." He asked.
"Nope. It's not something that I really need to tell you." I told him as I got up off my bed and walked over to my closet. I pulled on a pair of socks and slipped into my black and blue Nike's and grabbed my wallet and keys off my desk. "Now I'm going to the store to get some aspirin for my head and some food. You can come if you want, if not then I'll see you later."
"I'll go if you don't mind." He said as he got up.
"Well lets go then." I said walking over to the door. He followed and walked downstairs with me. "Mom I'm going to the store!" I shouted.
"Alright. Be careful." She called back from her office. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the house to the car.
"Why's your mom telling you to be careful?" Kendall asked as we got in the car. I just shook my head as I started the car and pulled out of the driveway.
"She's convince I don't know how to drive because of that stupid accident. It wasn't even my fucking fault." I said angrily as I kept driving.
"Go that way." Kendall said pointing the opposite way that I had my blinker on for. I shrugged and listened to him.
"Why?" I asked.
"Sherwood grocery store. They have better food and stuff than the one here and its the same distance than the one here." He said. "Plus, I need to pick up an application." I rolled my eyes.
"If your mother is trying to get another job, I'm gonna have to have a talk with her. She works way too much all ready." I told him. He laughed.
"It's not for her. It's for me, I need job experience if I'm ever gonna get out of this town." He said.
"Alright." I said as I pulled into a parking space at the store. I shut off the car, got out and walked into the store with Kendall. He grabbed a application as we walked past the service desk and I grabbed a bottle of aspirin then we walked over to the food isles. I looked down the isle until I found the energy drinks and chips. I grabbed a bag of tortilla chips and a jar of salsa then stood there thinking for a minute.
"You want anything while we're here?" I asked Kendall. He shrugged.
"Wanna grab a movie from the 5 dollar bin?" He asked.
"Why not. I can always use some more movies. And I'm pretty sure I'm not doing anything for the rest of the day. I'm way too hung over." I said as I followed him over to the movie bins.
"Really?" He laughed. "Lightweight." I rolled my eyes and shoved him playfully.
"Shuddup jackass." I laughed. He stuck his tongue out at me and pushed me back. I pushed him again and he laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me next to him. I rolled my eyes and wrapped an arm around his waist.
"How's the weather down there shorty?" He laughed. I glared up at him and dug my hand into his ribs, tickling him. He almost collapsed in laughter which made me laugh. "You're evil." He said when he caught his breathe. I stuck my tongue out at him as we stopped at the movie bin. We both picked out a movie and then just for the hell of it grabbed a 10 movie special of horrible zombie movies.
"So, we have over like 17 hours of movies to watch." I laughed as we put our stuff up on the register.
"Well, it's a good thing you have food at your house we can bring upstairs, 'cause we're not leaving your room until we watch all twelve movies." He said as the cashier scanned everything and I paid.
"I swear to god if you fall asleep and I have to watch these horrible zombie movies alone, I'll kick your ass." I said, smiling up at him as I grabbed my bag and wrapped my arm around his wast again.
"I can't let you watch those alone. I have to be your shield from the TV if it gets too scary." He laughed. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"How cute. I think I might puke." Someone said from behind us as we walked out of the store. I turned around to tell the person off but instantly changed my mind when I saw who it was.
"Shit." I mumbled to myself. I grabbed Kendall's wrist and started walking faster. "We need to leave now." I whispered to him as we walked. He looked back at the people walking behind us.
"Elle I thought Chris was leaving you alone." Kendall said angrily.
"He has been. It's not him I'm worried about." I told him anxiously as I ran the last few feet to the car and got in.
"What are you worried about then?" He asked as he got in the car. I locked the doors as soon as they were shut and didn't answer his question. "Elle." He snapped.
"Don't worry about it right now Kendall." I told him as I put the car in reverse. He sighed and I saw him shake his head in the corner of my eye. He grabbed the wheel sharply and I slammed on the breaks. "What the hell Kendall!" I shouted at him. He leaned over and turned the keys shutting off the car.
"If you're not worried about Chris then what are you worried about?" Kendall asked sternly. I sighed and shook my head. "Elle!"
"The guy with him!" I snapped. Kendall looked in the side mirror at the man with Chris. They were walking toward the Suburban.
"Who is he?" He asked.
"Give my damn keys!" I snapped frantically as I watched them walk toward us.
"Elle! Who is he!?" He asked again. I shook my head at his stubbornness
"My dad!" I snapped. I jumped when I heard a knock on the window. My hand dropped down to the metal pipe my mother had hidden on the side of the door as I slowly turned and looked out the window at my father and Chris. My father gesture for me to roll down the window. I cracked it slightly, glaring at him as I did.
"Not even a smile for your old man?" He asked. I shook my head as I glared at him.
"Not a fucking chance in hell." I snapped at him. I was watching his every movement intently as I tried to keep myself from shaking.
"It's nice to see you again Eleanor." He said with a smile, trying to sound fatherly.
"Can't say the same for you." I said, trying to keep my voice from giving out on me. "I have to say, I'm impressed that you're sober enough to drive all the way to Minnesota." I said sarcastically.
"I had to come see my kids." He smiled, "And Christopher here was nice enough to give me a call and let me know where you were." Chris gave me a smug look. My hand twitched on the metal pipe as I got the urge to smash both of them in the head with it. I snapped out of it when I felt Kendall squeeze my leg gently.
"You know it's funny, if I remember right, you don't have any right to see me, Ray Jay, or Leigh. Actually, I'm pretty sure that restraining order we have, says you're not supposed to be within the same city as us which means if I really wanted to, I could crack you over the head with a pipe and it'd be self defense." I snapped. He ignored my comment and changed the subject.
"Who's your friend?" He asked gesturing toward Kendall.
"That's not really any of your business." I snapped. I turned to Kendall. "Give me the keys." I said sharply. He listened and handed them to me.
"I'm Elijah Wolff. Elle's dad." My father said, slipping his arm through the crack in the window for Kendall to shake his hand. I started rolling up the window and he immediately pulled his arm back. I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot as fast as I could, then drove toward my house.
"Why do you have a restraining order against your father?" Kendall asked.
"He's a drunk." I said sharply. "The best my mom could do was get a restraining order but unfortunately, Ray Jay's 18 so it doesn't apply to him, and a restraining order is just a piece of paper. It doesn't do shit." I said, my voice giving out and shaking.
"Elle, pull over." Kendall said coolly .
"I have to tell my mom he's in town." I said shaking my head.
"Elle!" He shouted. I jumped at the harshness of his voice and pulled over.
"What?" I snapped.
"Stop giving me the short story and making up excuses and only telling me vague bits and pieces about you.." He said as he leaned over and took the keys out of the ignition again. I sighed and leaned my head against the headrest on my seat. "You're not getting the keys back, and we're not moving until you tell me everything. About your dad, about Chris. Everything." He said sternly. I sighed and looked at him.
"Fine."
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