MY SO-CALLED LIFE [SLOWLY BEING EDITED]

CHAPTER 9

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CHAPTER 9

I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy between them two. I've always wished that I still have my parents to care for me, love me, laught with me, and tell me that everything's going to be okay whenever I'm feeling down. Well, I still have my dad, but since the abused started, I pretty feel that he died along with my mom. 

My life has never been the same since that day, and I've always wished that I could turn back time and reverse everything that's happened. Maybe my life would be so much better. Maybe my dad wouldn't be so abusive and maybe just maybe he would've not attempted to rape me. Maybe my brother would've still been here. Maybe...

"So Angela, when can I meet your parents?" she asked making me almost choke on my food.

"Uhm...my dad's always busy at work and my mom died when I was nine years old." I half lied

"Oh, I'm so sorry honey. I didn't know."she said apologizing.

"It's ok you didn't know." giving her a small smile.

"What about your dad? What does he do for a living?"

I froze. Shit! Do I lie? Do I tell her the truth?"Well, uh uh..." Brandon must've sensed my tension.

"Mom? What is this twenty questions? This is why I don't introduce any girls to you, you always tend to ask them too many questions." he said

Whew! Let me tell you, I couldn't be anymore thankful to Brandon for what he just did.

"Relax, it's just a question. Angela doesn't mind, right?"

"Ok, that's it. Angela are you done eating?" I nodded.

"Come on, let's go to my room. I'm sure you don't want to hear any of my mom's questions. "

He took my hand and lead me to his room upstairs. He opened his bedroom door and I looked around. I must say, I'm pretty surprised to see his room very clean. I was expecting it to be messy. He's more like borderline OCD if you ask.

"Have a sit."he offered

"Thanks!"

"So tell me Angela, do you feel better now?"

"Yeah thanks!" I said remember the events from my house. Honestly, I don't know if I wanted to go back home. Maybe I should just leave him for good. Leave this place and never come back. Forget about the people here and move somewher far, start fresh. Leave and never come back.

"So do you want to talk about what happened out their earlier at the park?" he asked.

I shook my head and he sighed.

"Well, I'm ready to listen if you ever needed someone to talk to."

"What about you? Who's Veronica?Is she your girlfriend? I mean I don't want to cause trouble you know. I just don't want her to walk in to your room and get the wrong idea of us." I said

I know as of right now, it's kind of wrong for me to put James and I's bet into action but I'd rather be selfish right now more than anything. I wouldn't want to die after all.

He sighed. "No, he was ex-girlfriend. I don't know if you know James, Mark's best friend? Well, Veronica is James' sister. We dated for a while I think for about six months, I could say that she was my first love. I loved her with every fiber of my being but she lied and cheated on me."he paused

I nodded letting him know he could continue.

"When I was dating her, sex was something that she and I decided to wait on. I respected her and her decision so I agreed to it. Then at a party that her brother James decided not to go, and he thought all along that I went with her but I couldn't go because my mom was at a hospital at that time and I'd rather be with her than party. Anyway, she got drunk and slept with some random guy that she didn't even know then ended up getting pregnant. She didn't want to tell me at first but when I went to her house to surprise her, I was the one that got totally surprised. I over heard her talking to her best friend inside her room and that's when I heard about her pregnancy. And you know what the funny thing was? Her whole entire  thought that it was mine because that's what she told them." he explained giving me a humorless laugh.

Hearing him explain exactly what happened between the two of them completely changed my perspective of him. Putting my plan aside.

"Sounds like she was a hand full." I jokingly said trying to lightened up the mood.

He looked at his watch then looked at me.

"Would you like to call your dad to let him know that you're here incase he's looking for you?" he asked.

Do I want to call my dad? Not really!

"It's ok, I can just leave. It's getting pretty late anyway." I said standing up making my way towards his bedroom door.

"I'll give you a ride home. It's late, I'd feel better when I know that you made home safe." he insisted.

As much as I wanted to disagree, I couldn't. Honestly, I didn't really wanted to go home. But I didn't want him to get in trouble either.

I nodded at him. We went downstairs then outside leading me to his car. He opened the door for me and let me inside. My house isn't too far from his house, only a couple of block to we got to my house in a matter of minutes.

He pulled up to my driveway and I sat inside his car for a good couple of minutes. Having a mental debate on whether I should go inside the house or not. I know for sure he's waiting for me inside the living room ready to beat me up.

"Are you ok Angela? Would you like to me to walk you to your front door?"he asked

"No, no, no! It's okay.I-"but before I could finish my sentence, my father opened the door.