Chapter Fourteen:
Victoria found herself standing back in her dorm room. She licked her lips trying to hold back the tears. She walked over to her bed and saw a note on Petra's bed. She picked it up and looked at it:
Hey Victoria,
With Tyler, won't be back till tomorrow, l8ta!
-Petra,
Victoria sank onto her own bed looking at the walls. What had she done?
She had told the truth and ruined everything. She had been right; she was ruining things with Caleb eventually he would get to the point where caring about her did nothing but hurt and he would abandon her. It was kinda just the ways things went with her, her professors in London, her friends there, her friends from here before she left...her mother, And she didn't want to lose him, she just could lose her big brother. He was all the family she had left now.
Reid…
She knew she was falling for him, she had known that for a while. She also saw how destructive he was and as great as he was for a fling for a boyfriend…?
'You love him,' a voice whispered in her head. She wrapped her arms around herself. She didn't want another person to abandon her and it wasn't Reid so much as anyone, anyone she let close to her heart.
"You're worthless and a mistake," Her mother's words from earlier that night rang in her head.
Victoria crawled across her bed until she was leaning against the wall her arms wrapped around her legs that were pulled up to her chest.
"You're not," She sobbed trying to convince her self, "You're not worthless, you're a good person," Her forehead rested on her knees.
If that was true then why did people keep leaving her? Her father left…her mother shut down….Reid…
Reid was only to glad to have an out from the looks of it but she needed him. She wanted him to hear her rant and scream and sob.
She scrambled to her bed side table and grabbed the room phone. She dialled haphazardly, tears were running down her cheeks.
"Hey, its Reid. Can't come to the phone, leave a message, and we'll see if your lucky enough to get a call back." It didn't ring meaning the phone was turned off.
"Hi uh, Reid, I know you probably don't want to talk. Especially not to me probably... but I need to … I dunno, please call me kay? Well I guess I'll go…" She hung up the phone. She stared at the dark room lying down on her bed.
Reid stormed into his bedroom slamming the door behind him. He was at his dad's house. His dad was away on 'business' in the Mediterranean.
He stormed around the room seething with anger. His bedside table found itself in his path and he kicked it across the room. It shattered before it hit the other wall.
Everything in the room started to shake.
She didn't want him? What wasn't he good enough? He had been faithful! He had been there when her mother was a fucking lunatic. He hadn't kowtowed to Caleb's will. Hell, he had fought for her and for what?
A lamp in the corner of the room shattered.
For her to leave him, that was all. He could have said something but hadn't. His hands went to his head, he was starting to feel slightly woozy.
Everything in the room was still shaking.
He was using, without even really trying to and it was like he couldn't stop.
The rug on the floor disintegrated into a million little threads.
Pictures on the walls started to shatter.
The room was spinning. He couldn't get in control. It was like his anger and the power had meshed and were controlling him. He couldn't stop.
He fell forward and felt the ground connect with his knees. His head was starting to pound before everything went black….