first i'm sorry for lack of updates. it's cause i'm trying to sort myself out as well as exams and tbh i don't have much energy to write anymore. but i am trying. so thanks for sticking with me beautifuls. 2nd, it's short. it's really short. don't hate me. i'll work harder on the next one x
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( 1 week later)
Things had been ok. Mom and Chris hadn't fought in over a week and it was really helping Hunter. They were sorting things out and spoke to me and Hunter about how sorry they were for their actions. Hunter, of course didn't forgive my Mom and stormed out of the room but I didn't blame him. Mom may have been angry but she said unforgivable things.
Chris and Hunter had talked things out and it seemed like things were going pretty well. Of course Hunter was still a traumatized, angry, terrifying delinquent. But he was also adorable and my friend. Mom and Chris not fighting hadn't reduced his nightmares or his flashbacks which could happen at the most random moments. We were having dinner once and he went completely quiet. After 5 minutes, he was screaming hysterically and throwing punches at whoever tried to help him.
He calmed down though and he didn't even remember what had happened.
Hunter went to therapy an hour ago with Chris and me and Mom were just awkwardly sitting on the couch. I hadn't forgivven her either but I was being civil for Hunter's sake.
"So how are you and Josh?"
I looked at my Mom and laughed. "Do you pay attention to anything around here? We broke up,"
"Why?"
"He was being a dick and punched me in the stomach,"
Mom looked at me in shock, dropping her book and leaning towards me. "Are you serious?"
"Why would I lie about something like that?"
"Oh god," she groaned. "Right ok, we'll phone the police and we'll get this sorted, ok? He'll never hurt you again-"
"Doesn't matter," I brushed her off. "Hunter already sorted him out,"
"Hunter? You told Hunter but not me? Kat, I'm your Mother. He's just a-"
"Don't," I snapped. I pulled myself up and frowned at her. I heard the front door open but I continued anyway. "Don't you dare say shit about him to me. He stuck up for me when you didn't. He was there for me when you weren't around. He's an ass sometimes but it's not his fault and I don't care. He's my friend. Which is more than I can say about you,"
"Kat-" she stood up after me but I shook my head and walked into the hallway. Hunter had just walked past me with his head hanging down and Chris smiled at me before realizing my face.
"What happened?"
"Sort your wife out," I muttered before following Hunter into the bedroom.
I didn't have time to think when I closed the door. I saw Hunter's fist clenching and I dashed forwards to tug him back from the wall. He groaned at me in frustration and shoved me away from him, dropping down onto his bed with his head in his hands.
"Don't you dare be an ass to me right now," I hissed. "Do you realize I just stuck up for you against my Mom? And stopped you from possibly breaking your hand? Show some appreciation once in a while, Hunter."
"And I beat a guy up for you, we're even." He growled back.
"What is up with you? I know you just had therapy but there's no reason to be a dick,"
"I can't be fucked talking to you right now," he muttered. "Can you just fuck off?"
"No,"
He looked up at me, his eyes red. "Why the fuck not?!"
"Cause you're upset and I don't want you to do something stupid,"
He rolled his eyes. "Fuck off, Taylors."
"You know what? Fine," I sighed, walking around to stand in front of him. "But just think of this the next time you need my help. When you wake up in the middle of the night and Chris is at work, when you need someone to hold you and make you feel better, you can't come fucking crying to me. All I try and do is help you but if you're going to treat me like this, you don't fucking deserve it."
*
"He's asleep," Chris murmured as he walked back into the front room. He'd gone to check on Hunter and really, I was glad he was asleep. Maybe he'd wake up in a better mood. "So's your Mom. What happened with you both earlier? She said it was nothing important but you looked pretty upset,"
"She was just upset because I told Hunter something instead of her,"
"Why would she be mad about that?"
"Cause she doesn't like Hunter,"
"That's not true,"
"Chris, who are you trying to convince?" I raised an eye-brow. "They hate each other and they always have done."
He sighed. "I just don't understand why. Well, I get it with all the things your Mom said about Hunter but she'd never done anything before that."
"That we know of," I said under my breath.
*
It was 2am and I'd been on Zelda for 3 hours straight. Today had been stressful so it was understandabe to have trouble sleeping. I thought about taking some of Hunter's sleeping pills but that would never work out well.
I wasn't sure about Hunter. Was he just using me for when he needed comfort? Or did he actually care about me? It was confusing but then again, he was the most confusing 16 year old that I'd ever met. I just didn't know how much more of it that I could take.
it was about 5 minutes later when Hunter started stirring in his sleep. He soon started whimpering and I held myself back. It was horrible but I meant what I said earlier. I wasn't going to help just to have it thrown back in my face.
I sat up, turning around so that I couldn't see him. At first it was easy because there wasn't much to ignore apart from shuffling and whimpers. It was when the screaming started that it got worse. I didn't know what to do and I couldn't think straight.
Hunter's cries were so desperate and terrified that it didn't take long for my eyes to start watering. Within seconds, tears were soaking my face.
I sat there for 5 minutes listening to his screams, crying continuosly until finally, the screaming stopped. Hunter woke up gasping and coughing and whimpering, still crying out. It was more heartbreaking than the screaming.
"K-Kat.." he forced out, his voice high and shaking. "...Kat,"
I shook my head, staring at the wall. I couldn't bring myself to look at him and I was trying my hardest not to run out of the door. I had no idea what to do. I couldn't do anything.
"Kat..?"
I heard more shuffling and then a bang on the floor. I prayed that he wasn't coming over to me but obviously I was denied. In a few seconds, Hunter was knealing at my side and I bit my lip, trying to keep my cries away. He was still crying himself and grabbed hold of my shirt, nudging his head closer to me. He leaned himself on my shoulder, wrapping his arms around me until his face finally fell into my stomach.
In my head, I knew that he had to get used to these things on his own.
But in my heart, all I wanted to do was hold him.
So I sucked in my cries, trying to be brave for him and wrapped my arms around his trembling body. I ran my hands through his hair, up and down his back, trying to do whatever I could to comfort him. I told him he was safe, that no one could hurt him but I knew he didn't believe it. He was shaking so hard and when his eyes looked up at me, they were wide with terror.
"I'm sorry," I murmured; pulling him up so that I could lay him down on my bed. I kissed his forehead, covering us both up with the blankets and held him in hope he felt secure. "I'm so sorry,"
He must have felt safe. He was asleep in 10 minutes.
I looked at his peaceful face and sighed, brushing my fingertips against his cheek.
What was I gonna do with him?
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So yeah it's short but next one will be better, ok. this was just a quick one to show you that i'm alive and really am working on this x