Twisted
Set Me Free
I watched as Jinxx left and walked swiftly down the sidewalk until he disappeared from sight. I brought my coffee cup up to my lips, taking a huge swig of it. The liquid burnt my throat as is flowed down into my stomach, warming my core as it did. I looked around the small shop, seeing people furiously typing on computers, or couples holding hands across the table with a glowing smile on their face. A sigh escaped my lips as I cast my gaze back down at my phone. I saw a red dot light up a corner of the screen briefly. Huh… I never text or call anyone besides Becca or Hannah, but they went back to Europe for the start of University last week; plus they’re five or six hours ahead of us. I unlocked my phone and scrolled through my notifications. I tapped on the New Message icon and waited as it loaded.
From: Unknown
Hey, Annah. When you get the time meet me at the park off of Combs. I’ll be here until five.
-Tucker
Why would he want to meet up with me? I’m pathetic. I let CC hit me; I let him feel like I was worthless. Why in the hell would he want to be around me?
“Hey, Annah!” I was pulled out of my thoughts for the ump-teenth million time today. Why can’t people just leave me the hell alone?! I looked up at the person who had greeted me and saw Juliet’s figure with Andy’s towering one behind her. A smile surfaced on her face as she sat across from me with Andy sitting at her right. “How are you sweetie?” She connected gazes with me, her icy blue eyes piercing into mine. She studied me thoroughly, making me very uncomfortable in the process.
“Uh… I-I’m alright… I guess…” I trailed off, sinking back into my chair. She gave me a questioning look, but quickly shrugged it off. I hope she got the idea that I was beyond uncomfortable.
“So, anyways, I don’t know a lot about you beside the things that, uh...um…” She trailed off, looking down at her hands, clearly uncomfortable talking about Chris.
“I-It’s okay. Just say Chris instead, or C. He wasn’t CC when he d-did that.” I felt a lump start to form in my throat, tears pricking at my eyes. I took a breath and pushed the tears back, refusing to be weak.
Juliet nodded in response, “So, tell me about yourself.” She said deadly calm.
“Well, uh I was born in Claire Michigan but grew up in LA. I went to IPS schools my whole school career, and I met Chris there. I was bullied a lot when I was in school. I have an older brother Eli who’s a graphic designer and writes comics. I play bass, piano, and scream. And I love to write. I still live at home with my parents because I can’t find a steady job and I can’t pay to go to college.”
“Would you like to come live with us for a while? I mean, you can get out of your parents hair. I promise that we’ll have the fridge stocked up.” DING DING DING. WE HAVE A WINNER. I screamed mentally. I know I’m anorexic when I’m depressed, but when I’m in a decent mood I love food. I opened my mouth to respond, but Andy beat me to it.
“What? No, she can’t stay with us. She’d ruin everything.” He argued as he turned his body to face Juliet.
“We have an extra room in the apartment, babe.” She responded.
“What about her things? She can’t move in.” He bit back.
“We can go get them after coffee. Andrew, I’m not going to take no for an answer.” She said sternly. Determination lit her face.
“Fine, whatever. I’m not picking up after her though.”
“Oh, whatever. You don’t even pick up after yourself.” She turned back to me. “So? What do you say?”
“Yeah, sure. That’d be great.” I forced a small smile onto my lips as Juliet erupted in joy.
“Great! Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go!” She jumped up, grabbing her keys and phone. I took a final swig of my coffee and grabbed my hand. We walked out of the coffee shop with Andy on heels, less than thrilled. I remembered the text Tucker had sent me and pulled it up on my phone.
To: Unknown
Sorry, busy.
I locked my phone as I got in the back seat of Andy’s car. I gave Juliet the directions to my house and we were quickly on our way.
-An Hour Later-
We had gone to my house and I packed my brother’s old basketball duffle bag full of clothes, notebooks, and my medicine. Andy and Juliet only lived a good twenty minutes away from my parent’s house. When we arrived Juliet showed me to my room and left me to unpack and get comfortable.
I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. I just got everything put away and I turned on Of Mice&Men to listen to. The first song to come on was The Depths. I turned it up all the way and let the music coax me, sending me into a state of comfort.
Too soon the song ended and I waited for the next song to start playing. After a few seconds it was still silent. I rolled over and picked up my phone. I fiddled with controls until I got Cancer by My Chemical Romance to play. My finger rested on the lock button, but before I could hit it an alert popped up. Who the fuck is that? I questioned myself impatiently.
From: CC <3
I’m so so sorry, baby. I don’t know what came over me and I would never think of doing that to you. Please I need you to understand. I need you, Annah. You’re my reason to my entire being. I can’t lose you. I know that you’re reading this and you don’t believe me, but do me one thing. Go to the bathroom and wash your face and neck.
As confused and shocked as I was, I got up off the bed and walked out of the room and into the living room to see Juliet and Andy cuddled up on the couch watching TV. I asked Juliet where the bathroom was then proceeded in the way she pointed me. I stepped in and shut the door behind me. My hands worked the oil and dirt off of my face and neck away just as CC asked. I set down the washcloth and glanced up at my reflection. I turned my head to the left slightly too fully expose my black eye. I raised my hand to carefully touch the purple area. I snapped myself back into reality and continued reading the text.
I’m assuming that you still have your hair up and off your neck. Look at the right side of your neck.
I followed his instructions and tilted my head to the side, exposing the massive hickey. “Fuck.” I whispered aloud.
I don’t give hickeys to random girls. I only give them if they hold my heart. And never have I given one that big. I know that you felt the connection and electricity we had last night and the few weeks before. Annah, I can’t do this without you. I love you too much not to go on. You’re wounded and it kills me to know that I’m the one that caused it. I hate myself for hurting you and I can’t trust myself anymore. I’m sorry, love. I love you. Don’t hurt yourself, eat something, go outside and juggle or shoot the ball, but please stay strong. I love you with everything <3
From: Unknown
Hey, Annah. When you get the time meet me at the park off of Combs. I’ll be here until five.
-Tucker
Why would he want to meet up with me? I’m pathetic. I let CC hit me; I let him feel like I was worthless. Why in the hell would he want to be around me?
“Hey, Annah!” I was pulled out of my thoughts for the ump-teenth million time today. Why can’t people just leave me the hell alone?! I looked up at the person who had greeted me and saw Juliet’s figure with Andy’s towering one behind her. A smile surfaced on her face as she sat across from me with Andy sitting at her right. “How are you sweetie?” She connected gazes with me, her icy blue eyes piercing into mine. She studied me thoroughly, making me very uncomfortable in the process.
“Uh… I-I’m alright… I guess…” I trailed off, sinking back into my chair. She gave me a questioning look, but quickly shrugged it off. I hope she got the idea that I was beyond uncomfortable.
“So, anyways, I don’t know a lot about you beside the things that, uh...um…” She trailed off, looking down at her hands, clearly uncomfortable talking about Chris.
“I-It’s okay. Just say Chris instead, or C. He wasn’t CC when he d-did that.” I felt a lump start to form in my throat, tears pricking at my eyes. I took a breath and pushed the tears back, refusing to be weak.
Juliet nodded in response, “So, tell me about yourself.” She said deadly calm.
“Well, uh I was born in Claire Michigan but grew up in LA. I went to IPS schools my whole school career, and I met Chris there. I was bullied a lot when I was in school. I have an older brother Eli who’s a graphic designer and writes comics. I play bass, piano, and scream. And I love to write. I still live at home with my parents because I can’t find a steady job and I can’t pay to go to college.”
“Would you like to come live with us for a while? I mean, you can get out of your parents hair. I promise that we’ll have the fridge stocked up.” DING DING DING. WE HAVE A WINNER. I screamed mentally. I know I’m anorexic when I’m depressed, but when I’m in a decent mood I love food. I opened my mouth to respond, but Andy beat me to it.
“What? No, she can’t stay with us. She’d ruin everything.” He argued as he turned his body to face Juliet.
“We have an extra room in the apartment, babe.” She responded.
“What about her things? She can’t move in.” He bit back.
“We can go get them after coffee. Andrew, I’m not going to take no for an answer.” She said sternly. Determination lit her face.
“Fine, whatever. I’m not picking up after her though.”
“Oh, whatever. You don’t even pick up after yourself.” She turned back to me. “So? What do you say?”
“Yeah, sure. That’d be great.” I forced a small smile onto my lips as Juliet erupted in joy.
“Great! Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go!” She jumped up, grabbing her keys and phone. I took a final swig of my coffee and grabbed my hand. We walked out of the coffee shop with Andy on heels, less than thrilled. I remembered the text Tucker had sent me and pulled it up on my phone.
To: Unknown
Sorry, busy.
I locked my phone as I got in the back seat of Andy’s car. I gave Juliet the directions to my house and we were quickly on our way.
-An Hour Later-
We had gone to my house and I packed my brother’s old basketball duffle bag full of clothes, notebooks, and my medicine. Andy and Juliet only lived a good twenty minutes away from my parent’s house. When we arrived Juliet showed me to my room and left me to unpack and get comfortable.
I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. I just got everything put away and I turned on Of Mice&Men to listen to. The first song to come on was The Depths. I turned it up all the way and let the music coax me, sending me into a state of comfort.
Too soon the song ended and I waited for the next song to start playing. After a few seconds it was still silent. I rolled over and picked up my phone. I fiddled with controls until I got Cancer by My Chemical Romance to play. My finger rested on the lock button, but before I could hit it an alert popped up. Who the fuck is that? I questioned myself impatiently.
From: CC <3
I’m so so sorry, baby. I don’t know what came over me and I would never think of doing that to you. Please I need you to understand. I need you, Annah. You’re my reason to my entire being. I can’t lose you. I know that you’re reading this and you don’t believe me, but do me one thing. Go to the bathroom and wash your face and neck.
As confused and shocked as I was, I got up off the bed and walked out of the room and into the living room to see Juliet and Andy cuddled up on the couch watching TV. I asked Juliet where the bathroom was then proceeded in the way she pointed me. I stepped in and shut the door behind me. My hands worked the oil and dirt off of my face and neck away just as CC asked. I set down the washcloth and glanced up at my reflection. I turned my head to the left slightly too fully expose my black eye. I raised my hand to carefully touch the purple area. I snapped myself back into reality and continued reading the text.
I’m assuming that you still have your hair up and off your neck. Look at the right side of your neck.
I followed his instructions and tilted my head to the side, exposing the massive hickey. “Fuck.” I whispered aloud.
I don’t give hickeys to random girls. I only give them if they hold my heart. And never have I given one that big. I know that you felt the connection and electricity we had last night and the few weeks before. Annah, I can’t do this without you. I love you too much not to go on. You’re wounded and it kills me to know that I’m the one that caused it. I hate myself for hurting you and I can’t trust myself anymore. I’m sorry, love. I love you. Don’t hurt yourself, eat something, go outside and juggle or shoot the ball, but please stay strong. I love you with everything <3
Notes
Sorry for the late update, school started for me and I've been thrown back into bullying so...Filler chapter, drama is to come.Also thinking of doing a chapter on CC's POV...? Should I do it??
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