The Deal

Chapter Eleven

"You always do that.." he tells me, reaching up and rubbing his brows. I swear can feel the shift in the atmosphere, the becoming thick with fear.
Maybe it's the universes way of telling me to run. But he'd catch me and then it would be over.

He takes a step closer to me and I back up. "Act like the victim" he lowers his voice and I swallow down the lump in my throat. He backs me up until I hit the wall, stuck between him and the corner of the room. My breathing is sloppy and shaky as I try my best to breathe through my nose, slow and steady.
Showing him I'm scared will only fuel him and he already knows that I am. "I'm not I-"
"God sometimes hearing your voice just makes me so fucking angry" he tells me, almost smirking. His almost black eyes narrow on me. "You always try to make me out to be the bad guy when I'm reality" he pokes my chest making me cough with the force he uses, that'll leave a bruise.
"Kade-"
"It's you, you're insufferable"
"You should go" I tell him, digging my fingernails into my palm. Hoping maybe he'll realize what he's doing and leave but I doubt it. A his eyes dance with an evil gaze and I watch his lips twitch like he's about ready to yell. "You don't tell me what to do" he lowers his voice and my stomach drops. He cages me between the wall and his arm.
"I was trying to make nice with you..and you had to turn it around; make it my fault. It's not my fucking fault!" He slams his fist against the wall centimeters from my head and I flinch, slamming my eyes shut.

"There you go again" he mutters. "Acting like the fucking victim. You can kiss your drugs goodbye Lily because your not getting shit from me" he says before turning and leaving. I'm frozen for a few minutes or what feels like forever. Trying to process. I waited for the pain to set in after he punched. I hadn't even realized he didn't hit me although I know he meant to.

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I follow John B out the back door and down the steps carrying the ice chest. "You sure you don't want to come?" He asks, taking it from me and shoving it into the back seat of the Twinkie. "I can't leave my sisters alone, you know how my moms shifts are" I remind him and he nods. He, Pope and JJ decided to go camping and wanted us girls to go but neither Kie or Sarah could convince their parents if they had even asked and I can't leave Aria and Haley alone when my mother has the kind of shifts she does. Aria may be fourteen and capable of looking after her and Haley but I wouldn't feel okay with it. Plus where they're going is a bit of a drive..and I don't want to be in a car that long..or at all.
"Just promise me you won't let JJ do anything stupid" I ask teaching up and wrapping my arms around his neck and he pulls me into a hug. "No fires where they're not allowed, no guns..speaking of that don't even let him bring it, and no skinny dipping remember what happened last time?" I ramble off making him smirk about JJ's last skinny dipping incident. He was absolutely blasted and Shoupe was not happy that he had to help John B drag him out of the water when he refused to get out. "I won't I promise, stay out of trouble" he nudges my shoulder and I roll my eyes, feeling guilty for keeping the situation with Rafe from him. Only he and Pope don't know now.
Sarah came with me to tell Kie who had almost the same reaction as Sarah, she took longer to calm down but finally did and I reassured her I'm fine.
I'm just too afraid to tell them yet but I will soon. It's not fair to keep it from them when Sarah, Kie and JJ all know now.

I'm tired out by the time I get home. Walking everywhere certainly takes it toll on you. I kick my shoes off before heading into the kitchen, seeing a note my mom left on the counter. I'm assuming she's working eight to eight tonight..
I scan it over sighing when she says there's a box of macaroni we can have for dinner. It's all we ever have since it's cheap. I need to start looking for a job again, I got fired a few months ago from waitressing when they pulled a drug test out on me and I didn't pass. I didn't even think places on the cut cared but I was wrong. Sarah suggested a restaurant on figure eight but I don't think I could stomach being around that many kooks.
The tips would be good though, probably more than good and I'm sure I'd get more hours then where I was waitressing, maybe I should think about it more.