Read Between The Lines

Part 16

Eleasha’s POV

'HELLLO'

'HELLLO'

'HELLLO'

I groaned awake frowning at the persistence ring of my phone alerting me to the fact that I had a text message.

FUCK SAKE I know I have a text I heard you the first time stupid piece of shit.

I threw the sleazy motel covers off my body wincing at the sudden cold hitting my now exposed body. Pulling my big baggy one direction band t-shirt down my legs I attempted to slip more of the material down over me. Sighing in frustration at my vein attempts to get warm again, I grabbed my phone off the cheap plastic wooden bedside cabinet and unlocked it.

Abruptly I watched as the screen lit up and up popped up a picture of me and Britt, instantly I felt the tears begin to build behind my eyes. Before they could fall I shook my head and bit my lip willing myself to stay strong. It was so unfair. Why did she have to be taken away from me like that? I continued to think about our time together whilst looking at the picture brightly shown on my blackberry screen.

It was one of the happiest days we had together. We were at the local park near Britt’s old house having had a sleep over the night before, we begged her dad to let us go. My thoughts running to Britt’s dad instantly made my blood go cold. I refused to allow myself to think about him. That day that fucking day was the first time I saw him hitting her.

He was so mad.

So mad for absolutely no reason she had a right to be a kid, a teenager and he just treated his only daughter like she was nothing.

It took some convincing but when he did agree to let us go for an hour I remember clearly seeing the freedom she felt portrayed on her face as we walked through the gate. It hurts now to think of all the things that my best friend back then had missed out on, realising exactly what the admiration in her eyes meant.

I felt myself smiling at the memory staring at the photo with more concentration on my face at the way our limbs were tangled together after having just collapsed in a heap on the swing.  

Snapping back into the present I felt my jaw tense as the steely determination ran through me making me realise that I need that back in my life. I cannot have her slip through my fingers again.

I couldn’t allow us to be separated again.

I’ve got to get my best friend back. 

Whatever it takes.

Louis’s POV

Am I being stupid here or is it not polite to say thank-you when someone gets you a gift?

Maybe I’m living in a parallel universe, where people are meant to throw the gift back in your face and yell at you.

Cause that’s sure what it felt like.

Yeah okay it was a week ago now but I just couldn’t stop thinking about it and her attitude. None of us could. It was pathetic like we had mortally offended her by getting her a present that we thought she would enjoy.

Jesus sorry for being ‘Inconsiderate’ I don’t think she actually appreciates how much it took to secure those tickets, the concert was pretty much sold out we had to use up some favours  to secure it for us. And we don’t even get a thank-you? An acknowledgement, she just says she doesn’t want to go with us and then leaves. We never even got a proper explanation.

‘Lou give her a break’ the voice in the back of my head lectured me. ‘She has a massively tough life, you should know you’ve seen it first-hand sometimes people can’t help it.’ Groaning in frustration I knew that the little angel voice inside my head that was forced to see the good in people was right. She was tough and to be honest I shouldn’t have even been surprised to see her act like that anyway. She wasn’t even a fan of ours.