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I am a Good Girl

Desperate

Hayden's POV

Simone?
You there?

Are you still mad at me?

Hello?

You got to talk to me sometime...


It has now been a week since Simone's incident and she has refused to talk to me, text me or call me back. She is has completely ejected herself from my life and it was driving me insane. With CC and Ashley on tour I was left alone with our dogs. My life was getting more depressing.
Oh and I also had to live with my guilt. I'm a horrible person.
I couldn't even talk to Simone about it cause she wasn't talking to me.
I could barely look Reece in the eye at work. My life was this big awkward mess.
My phone rested on the coffee table at CC's as I started to do house work. I couldn't help but glance at it every time I walked passed. It was giving me anxiety, until it actually rung.
I gasped and rushed over, praying it was Simone.
"Hello?! Simone?!" I cried, not looking at the ID.
"Who's Simone? It's Olivia. Your sister that you neglect" I could hear the smirk in her voice.
"Liv... What do you want?" I asked, disappointed.
"No need to be excited now, I was just calling cause I would like my baby sister to be a bridesmaid and I was wondering when you're coming down to San Diego?" She asked sweetly.
"Why would I be coming down? Are you ever going to come to LA to see me?" I retorted.
"Come on Hayden. You can't expect me to drive all the way to LA to see you."
"Why? You expect me to drive down. And why should I? Everyone knows that you're the golden child and Issac is the favourite. You guys barely acknowledge me! I feel so small when I'm with you guys!" I huffed in a breath.
"Hayden, you put yourself there! You always pick the fight!"
"I never pick a fight! I simply want to be known! Otherwise I get ignored. You're getting married, Issac's practically a professional boxer... I'm the kid no worth mentioning. Dad's not proud of me... I'm such a fuck up... I screw up everything great in my life" I ranted, on the brink of tears.
I must have been desperate for human contact if I was spilling all this to Olivia.
"Hayden... I don't know much about your life and that's my fault, but you know Dad is proud of you. He tells everyone how you live up in LA... studying" she trailed.
"You know, you're really shit at trying to make me feel better. Look, I'll try and make it down soon, I just hate how I yelled at Mom about some things... Ummm, we didn't have this conversation... "
"Hayden?" Worry in her voice.
"I'll call you soon. Bye" I said flatly, then hung up.
I sighed and looked at the time.
"Shit! I have to get to work!" I yelped, jumping off the couch.

As I stumbled through the door I received a concerned look from Reece.
"You're late" he muttered as I went passed him.
"Add it to the tally. I'm sure you're keeping tabs on me" I glared at him.
"I think we have to talk about last week" he said under his breath.
"Hmm, nahh, I'm good. I'm a slut, I'm an easy fuck cause apparently I can't control myself."
"Hayden, please. It was never my intention to sleep with you. When I saw you I thought it would great to talk outside of work. By no means are you a slut. You have to stop talking like that" he pleaded, actually trying to talk to me.
"But it's who I am. I'm trying to be good, but the harder I try the harder I fail!" I explained a little louder than I should have.
"The question is, are you going to own your mistakes, or hide them?"
I hadn't even thought about telling CC...

Notes

Short one...
Just building...
Stay tuned.

Comments

@ExplosionofEmotion
Have you read my other stories?

tina tina
10/9/19

more please???

@miafumiko
Awww thank you!!

tina tina
4/11/19

amazing!

oh Yay :)