affected // j.b.

Rollercoaster

hehe so this time i'm writing on my laptop so it might take longer idkkkkk

omfg midnight memories by one direction is perf lol my fav is probably 'strong'

happy almost thanksgiving

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KENDALL'S POV

as Pattie cooks some lovely food, me and Justin sit on the couch awkardly.

"i'm sorry Justin" i feel oddly uncomftorable, i mean obviously Pattie remembers me from 8th grade when me and justin were inseparable but things have changed, he has changed, i've changed.

"it's not your fault" he huffs not even looking at me he keeps his eyes glued to the tv

"i'm gonna go help" i sigh standing up then escorting myself to the kitchen i stand there waiting to get her attention

"hey sweetie is something wrong?" she asks with a pleasant smile

"no not at all, i was just wondering if you needed help" i give her a warm smile

"sure you could set the table, silverwear are in that draw" she points

"i remember" a smile tugs at the corner of my mouth, remembering all the memories with Justin.

"really? you remember from 8th grade?" she asks with hope

"of course me and justin did hang out all the time" i frown thinking about how now he hates me

"i remember too, during that time it was a rough time when he said you guys had a fight, he went weeks being unhappy, he wouldn't talk to anyone, sometime i would catch him just staring at the blank wall, he slowly got over it, but he never fully recovered" i gasp at what she just tells me, he missed me? He's the one who started acting like a bitch in 9th grade when Taylor was all over his ass

"he missed me?" I choke on air

"of course i was close to brining him to therapy, but he would always refuse." she shakes her head in disappointment i'm utterly surprised by her words i am speechless, i scurry to the draw, i grab us each forks, napkins, and some plates for the spahgetti she is preparing

once she puts the pasta in three bowls we carry it to the table i sit down awkwardly, Pattie sits between Justin and I

silence fills the air all I hear is the forks clinging on the plates

"So Kendall how've you been?" she asks after she gulps down the remainder of her spaghetti

"I've been okay" truth is I hate my life nobody cares about me except Sel, Chaz, and Ryan, everybody else has ditched me including my mother..

"So how's your mom" a lump forms in my throat, last time she saw my mom shehad just started hitting me, i dont know what to say i'm speechless

"uh shes the same" i sigh putting my fork down because im not as hungry as i was a few seconds ago

"has she stopped..you know..hitting you.." she asks i know shes just curious but i wish she would stop asking so much questons

tears brush my eyes i try to blink them away and make in unoticable but i dont think its working a few tears come down "sometimes" i admit, i look up at Pattie she looks shocked only sel knows that what my 'mom' does she threatened to call the cops but i begged her no because then i would move far and get taken out of school

i glimpse at justin his jaw is hanging almost..in shock?

"oh sweetie are you okay?, when was the last time she hit you?, would you wanna stay here?" im flabbergasted by all her questions 

"no its okay im fine last time she hit me was about a week or not even ago" i wipe the unwanted tears away, her eyes get glossy

"no really honey youre welcomed to stay" she offers, i take a look at justin, he looks annoyed and like he doesnt want me here so i reject the kind offer

"okay but youre welcomed here anytime, justin how about you two go upstairs i can clean up" she sniffles

he nods, he leads me to his room i sit on the ground, with my back leaning againt the bed

"justin?" i ask

"mhm" he replies while hes on his phone

"do you think i should tell my mom?" i ask referring to the baby

"maybe if she knows she will stop hurting you" he looks up off his phone into my eyes i nod agreeing, i will tell her later on

i check my phone 10:00 crap

"shit its 10 justin shes gonna kill me bye just uh i will see you tomorrow" i wave then run down the stairs "bye Pattie" i call out

i run out before she can reply, i sprint acoss the street to my house the doors open 

"where the fuck have you been its 10 you were suppose to be home a hour ago" she shouts in my face, her breath smells of vodka

she shuts the door by pushing me into it

"i-im sorry" tears run down my cheek

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JUSTIN'S POV

"JUSTIN!!!" my mom calls from downstairs

i walk downstairs, i cant stop thinking about how she left in such a hurry what is her mom is hurting her now

"kendall left her backpack go bring it to her" she demands

"do i have to?" i groan 

"go" she raises an eyebrow

i nod i grab her back pack, i sling it on my shoulder as i walk up the steps, i remember this, every detail from 8th grade i slightly smile, but frown remembering the deal i made, that i wont ever be friends with her ever it was a promise i made with her i cant break it or else she wouldnt even speak to me

i go to knock but i hear something, i put my ear to the door "i-im sorry" someone says "too fucking bad" then i hear a bang 

Kendall.

i bang on the door suddenly it gets quiet, then i hear more bangs

i check the door knob, its open.

as i peek in Kendall is being dragged on the ground i slam the door open

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!!!!!

midnight memories tho

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(i will edit later there might be mistakes hehe)