My Brothers Best-Friend

Hi, I'm Crista Payne. I know my name sucks.. I asked my parents to change it 10,000 times but they wont let me. But anyway .. I have two sisters , Ruth and Nicola, And a brother Liam. Ruth and Nicola are older so they moved out but Liam and i still live with our parents.. Im a two years younger than him hes 19 im 17. Hes very protective over me. He has a friend named Harry, who by the way is the cutest thing ever, we flirt alot but Liam does not approve of me and Harry , i can tell. I just cant stay away.


27. Broken

I find myself in a cheap  motel. I can't go to my parents house , not after i yelled at my mom. I decide to take a long shower. I go in the bathroom. The paint on the wall is cracking off and it smells bad. But i don't care. I take off my clothes and get in. I wet my hair, i look at my hand. The tattoo. I look at it. Anger fills me. I'm so stupid! I take a wash cloth and soap and try to scrub it off. I scrub it so hard it starts bleeding. Why did i get this? Why? I give up. Making it bleed won't get rid of it. I wash my body, hair ,and face. I need sleep. I get out of the shower and put on my pajamas. My phone starts vibrating. I walk to it and pick it up. The screen says 52 messages, And 20 missed calls.I click my messages. All from Harry. 'Please come home.' One says. Another one says 'I'm sorry please forgive me, Iove you.'. I read all 52 messages with tears stinging my eyes. I don't understand. Why does all the bad stuff happen to me? I love him and he cheats on me with my best friend. Should i call him? No. I can't. I miss him. But what he did is unforgivable. Right? I am at war with my mind. I lay down on the springy matress of the motel. And for the first time in months fall asleep alone.  **********************************************************************************************************************

When i wake up it's really early. The clock says its 7:00 am. I grunt and sit up. My back hurts really bad. My phone is still vibrating. I pick it up again. 86 messages. They all say the same thing. He's asking me where i am. Explaining he can't sleep cause i'm not there. I feel bad not replying . But he broke my heart . The last text was sent at 5AM. 'Please Crista. I need you. Come home.' He must have fallen asleep. I sit there tears coming out of my eyes. My mums words haunt my head. "Your too forgiving." I hear her like shes sitting next to me. Should I forgive him?

[Thoughts? Ideas? Feedback? Tell me :) XX.]

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