I'm Sorry

Why?

                                                                                             Y/n P.O.V

   Brady is such a sweetheart. He brings me flowers, compliments me every day, never gets jealous. We have our ups and downs, but I'm so glad we are together. Today is my day off, and I've decided I'm spending it with Brady. We have been together for a month now, and I couldn't be happier. Sometimes though, I imagine Brady being Malachi. I think I'm delusional, but it's not my fault. Every so often I think about Walker, he's such a cutie. I think if I was being completely honest, I like Malachi and Walker more than Brady. But Brady has been good for me, and I know that he won't betray me. I trust him. 

   I roll out of bed and quickly get ready for the day. I throw on a simple black cropped top, black ripped jeans with a chain around the belt loops, converse, and a white bow in my high ponytail. I quickly do a simple makeup look and take two strands out of my ponytail to frame my face. I look at myself in my mirror and double check that my outfit looks good. Finally deciding I look decent I walk down the stairs. Quickly grabbing my phone off the counter, and grabbing my keys out of my pocket, I skip out the door. I haven't told Brady that I'm coming over today, it's going to be a surprise. I pull Spotify up on my phone and put "Favorite Song" by Toosi on. I make my way toward Brady's house.

   As soon as I pull in the driveway I leap out of the car. Rushing to the door I knock. I wait about a minute before I hear the door unlocking. I smile as Brady answers the door. As soon as he saw me his face lights up and he pulls me into a hug. I immediately melt into his arms and sigh in content.

   "Hey baby what are you doing here?" Brady asks as he slightly pulls away. He scans my face with a smile and plants a soft kiss on my lips.

   "I got the day off and decided I wanted to hang with you, it that's cool of course." I turn beat red when I realize he might not want to hang out with me. I look down at my shoes and wait for his response. Then he lightly grabs my chin and lifts my head up.

  "Of course I want to hang with you princess, why don't we go to the mall?" Brady asks while giving me a reassuring smile. I nod my head and grab at his neck again. He tights his hold on my waist and chuckles. Soon, after he grabs his keys and wallet, we get in the car. I quickly connect my phone to the car.

   "I'm driving so I get to pick the music." Brady wines as he starts the car. I just grin and search up a song to put on. I put on "In my room" by Insane Clown Posse and set my phone on my right thigh. I look at Brady and watch as he smiles, this is his favorite song. He places a gently hand on my thigh and backs out of the driveway.

   Soon enough we reach the mall and get out. I forgot my hat and sunglasses at home but think nothing of it as we walk toward the entrance doors. After walking for not even five minuets a group of teenagers walk up to me. They all look about 13-14 and there is six of them. The two girls already have their phones out and are smiling. The four boys just stare.

    "Miss, may we take a picture with you?" One of the girls ask, I of course nod my head and the two walk up to me. After a picture or two they step back. I look over at the boys and they have their phones out now

   "Can we have a picture to please?" One of the boys ask, again I nod my head and take pictures. One of the older boys, this one looks to be either 14 or 15, looks at me.

   "My brother is such a big fan of you, could you wait here so I can go get him? He would be so happy if he got a picture with you." He looks at me and I nod my head, he turns around and dashes through the aisle. Minutes later I see the boy again, and then a boy next to him. I'm surprised to find the boy to be around my age. I smile and wave him over. He walks over to me and we take a few pictures. He pulls away and smiles at me. I smile back and wave bye at the kids. As soon as all of them are gone from my sight I turn around. I see Brady looking at me with admiration in his eyes. I open my mouth to speak but am interrupted by someone grabbing my waist. After a split second of freaking out I realize it's just Walker. I squeal as he spins me around.

   "Y/N!!! I've missed you, we all have." I tilt my head at the statement, what does he mean they all have? Then I realize the people behind him. Malachi, Sophie Grace, Leah, and Aryan. I smile at all of them, except Malachi of course. I look at him with the most blank expression I can muster. It's near impossible, I just want to run away crying. After I found out him and Sophie Fergi were a thing I was pissed, but then he comes to my house and threatens me? I will not forgive him.

                                                                                        *FLASHBACK*

     I giggle when reading the Goodnight text from Brady, I said yes to him today. Then I hear a knock at the door, who could that be? I rise from the couch and cautiously walk towards the door. After peeking out the peephole I slowly open the door. Malachi Barton.

   "Y/n." He states looking at me. His fists are bunched up, his jaw clenched, and his eyes narrow. This doesn't look like the Mal I know.

  "Malachi?" I tilt my head at him, what is he doing here? And why is he so upset?

   "Brady won't treat you right, break up with him." He nearly growls at me, I narrow my eyes at him. Who gave him the right to speak to me that way?

    "I don't think I will. Now if you'll excuse me" I move to shut the door but before I can he sticks his foot in the way.

    "I said, break. up. with. him. or else." He says harshly.

    "Or else what Malachi?" I inquire while looking at him confusingly. Something is wrong.

    "Or else I'll beat his ass, and maybe yours." He states while looking me straight in the eye. I gasp, at what he said, and at his bloodshot eyes. The boy is drunk. I knew he would never treat me like this, he's just under the influence. I frown at him and shut the door. I will not speak with him when he is like this.

                                                        *END OF FLASHBACK*

    I don't hate him, I just hate his decisions. His eyes are filled with sadness and guilt.

      "Look Y/n, I'm sorry for what I said to you that night, and for how I treated you." He looks right at me, and pretends no one else is there.

      "I'm sorry Malachi but I still need time." I sigh and turn around. I briskly walk around the aisle corner and just keep walking. I don't get far when I feel a hand wrap around my wrist.

       "MALACHI! get your fucking hand off of me. I growl as I turn and look him dead in the eyes. I realize what I said and immediately regret it.

        "Mal, I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that." I look down at my shoes as my wrist slips out of his grasp.