《The Bad Boy's Broken Girl (Complete and Edited )》Chapter 6 ❌
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"Rebecca Anne Woods, Where the hell were you?"
My brother Ashton glares at me.
Uh Oh. I thought,
I'm in deep shit he used my full name, that is never good when it comes to anyone in my family.
"I just got a ride with...A friend?"
I stated but it sounded more like a question.
"Yeah that Alex kid looked pretty cozy, touching your arm and looking at you with that gooey eye stuff."
He snapped and I flinched backing away.
"He just drove me home, stop being overprotective, your not my dad."
I snapped back and I knew that struck a nerve because he flinched and stared at me with a hard expression and glared.
I shouldn't have said that, he was so sensitive about Dad leaving us and tried to stay strong for my sake, he was just trying to be a good brother.
"Well, excuse me for trying to fill in the space of a Dad because she grew up without one, What do I have, huh?"
He yelled at me and I was seconds away from sobbing, he grabbed his keys and jacket with an angry expression and stormed to the door.
"Where are you going Ash? Wait! I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that."
I yelled in a rush, he looked at me over his shoulder.
"I'm going away from you and sorry isn't going to cut it this time Bec."
That hurt and it hurt a lot
Probably not as much as I hurt him, Gosh! I always make people mad, Alex, and now Ashton what is wrong with me?
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"Mom, I really messed up this time."
I sobbed into her lap as she strokes my hair. I came to see my Mom like I always do when I have a problem. Ashton hasn't turned up in three hours and I'm worried sick about him, so this is probably how I made him feel when he was waiting for me.
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"Sweetie it'll be alright he'll turn up."
My mom soothed me.
"How? how do you know mom?"
I raised my voice and sobbed again.
"Sorry mom I didn't mean to yell."
She strokes my hair once more whispering nice things in my ear.
"It's okay sweetie, everything will be alright."
She says weakly and I force myself not to cry again.
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After I left the hospital I went to the store and bought Ashton some 'I'm sorry' gifts for when I see him again.
If I see him again.
Anyways, I bought him his favorite ice cream, a big teddy bear and an I'm sorry card.
I hope he likes it because I don't know what'd I do without him. I was walking down the streets at I don't know what time, but it was getting dark, and fast. I kept walking with my bags in hand almost three blocks away from my house until I tumbled upon something and almost tripped I thought it was a rock or something until the unknown thing groaned then giggled a very girly laugh but the person or thing itself wasn't a girl.
"Ashton, is that you?" I exasperated.
"Yes, now go away."
He slurs, taking a sip from a glass bottle which I hope wasn't vodka knowing my brother, it was.
"Ash... are you drunk?"
I knew he was, I just didn't want to believe it, he always did bad things when he was drunk.
"Yes, I had like one thousand bottles!"
He yells then giggled like a six year old boy. "Ashton, come on lets get you home."
I tried helping him up but he hit me on my arm.
"Ow! Ashton get up."
I yelled at him.
"No! You don't tell me what to do, you have no authority over me just like dad and mom when, she dies!"
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He screams, then he starts puking.
"Ashton! Stop Mom is going to get through cancer, just stop this Ashton." I said through my tears sitting next to him and cried for who knows long.
Later, I looked at Ashton who was passed out on the sidewalk and I looked like a total mess.
I pulled out my phone and thought about calling Carmen to pick me up but I remembered that she was at her Grandmas for the weekend two hours away, so I settled on calling Alex, who put his number in my phone. I dialed his number and waited, after three rings he picked up.
"Hello..." His voice sounded hoarse and husky.
Then I heard a girl giggle.
"A-Alex?" I whispered, sounding like a helpless little girl.
"Rebecca? What's wrong, W-" I cut him off sniffling.
"Can you pick me up?" I asked.
"Uhm, yeah sure where are you?"
Then I think I heard a girl say, 'Alex where are you going?'
He replied with, 'Out' then I heard his car engine start.
"Where are you Sweetheart?"
He asked, "Uhm a couple blocks by my house but I can't go, because someone's with me and the person is unconscious."
He drove off and I heard him chuckle.
"Some description, but I think I know where you are, see you in a few."
I heard an engine cut off and then I heard foot steps I look up and see Alex? What was he doing here? I didn't know he lived close by my house.
"Okay, I'll help you get your brother home just take his arm and I got the other one."
I nodded and we walked to his car. I go in and fell asleep thinking once again,
What a long day.
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