Song for this chapter: Chasing Atlantic - Friends

The water from the shower head spilled down on me while I was directly under the stream on the floor. The water mixed with my tears, hiding the ugly sobs that came from my lips.

Fuck you, Nate Jacobs.

I wish I had never fucking met you.

I allowed myself to pathetically whimper and cry until the tears would no longer fall from my eyes and my throat was raw from choking on my own tears and cries of anguish. I continued to sit under the hot water allowing it to wash away all the pain that was still coursing through my veins. I was being dramatic. I knew I was overreacting. But it hurt so goddamn bad.

I was weak now. A simple boy was able to pull the strings to my heart and he had already snapped one of them that was bound to leave a god awful bruise. He was going to be back soon. I'm sure he went to go fuck with Jules but I couldn't bring myself to protest. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel tightly around my body.

I pulled a pair of black sweatpants off the floor and one of Nate's many sweaters that were draped on the back of the chair in my room. I dropped the towel to the floor and pulled the baggy clothing on to my body quickly. After switching off the light in my room and curling to bed, I laid silently starring at the wall. I wish he would hurry up. I couldn't stand being alone.

My eyes closed and the smell of Nate consumed me. I balled up the front of the sweater in my hands and brought it up to my nose. I inhaled taking in the smell of Nate's calming cologne. I wondered what Jules face looked like. I wonder if she felt this same betrayal. I couldn't even imagine the spiteful venomous worlds that he would say to her.

An hour had passed of me laying in my bed curled up in my comforter, carried away so carelessly in my thoughts. I could hear the sound of the front door creak open and click shut. Moments later the bedroom door opened. I could hear him rustling around before the bed dipped down and his arm wrapped around my waist.

"You awake?" Nate questioned softly.

"Yes."

"How was your shower?"

"It was okay," I answered back, "At least I don't smell like Chili anymore."

"I wasn't too cruel with her," Nate spoke up, "I didn't follow through with my original plan."

"Oh?" I turned over to face him.

"Yeah. I just warned her that telling anyone about her and my dad would be a mistake. And besides, you were right she would be a lot more useful if we could use her for blackmail or something." Nate reached forward and placed his hand under my chin. "We have school in the morning though so you should get some sleep."

I stared at him silently, chewing on my bottom lip. Why the hell was this affecting me so much? It was a stupid kiss. It didn't mean anything. If it meant something he would be with her and not me. Maybe that is where he was. Here came the waves of paranoia. Fuck.

"You're thinking about it," Nate sighed. "I wish I could take it all away."

"I know," I whispered, "But we will be okay."

"I hope so," Nate breathed, "I know it doesn't mean anything right now but I am really sorry."

"It is fine," I lied.

Nate moved his hand up slowly from under my chin and cupped my cheek in his hand. I reached forward and placed my hand over his. Nate closed his eyes and started to move his thumb back and forth on my cheek. He knew I wasn't okay. My body melted into his touch and the gentle movements of my thumb slowed my breath and cleared my mind. Before I knew it I was waking up to the light peeking through my curtains and my alarm blaring on my nightstand.

I groaned and rolled over slamming my hand down on the alarm clock hitting the snooze button a little too hard. If that was anything that I hate more than Nate right now it had to be the fact that I felt like I only had just fallen asleep. I laid on my stomach and contemplated all the choices I had right now. I could get up and doll myself up, or stay in bed and call myself in sick. The call myself in option was very appealing. But the idea of also being alone was dreadful.

"Fuck," I groaned, brushing my hair out of my face.

"Morning," Nate spoke groggily. "I don't want to get up."

"Let's stay in bed for the day then," I suggested.

"You know I can't," Nate responded, "As much as I would absolutely love too, that just isn't a choice with my dad."

"I know," I whined, "I think I am going to stay home though. "

"That is understandable," Nate replied. "I'll bring your homework home to you."

"Okay," I mumbled, shoving my head into the pillow.

"You still want tacos today?" Nate questioned, as he threw his side of the comforter on top of me.

"Yes," I answered. "Lots and lots of tacos."

"Okay," Nate chuckled.

I turned my head to look over at him. He has just finished putting on one of his hoodies and a pair of jeans. He looked down at me. A frown formed on his lips, and the same painful feeling pinged at my heart again. I just wanted us to go back to normal. I hated these awkward moments when we would remember what happened.

"Lily," A deep voice shouted from the hallway.

"Fuck," I groaned.

"Who is that?" Nate questioned hastily.

"My brother," I complained.

"Lily. Are you still in bed," My brother shouted while opening the door to my bedroom.

"Go away," I shouted.

"Lily-," Aaron stepped through the door and stared at Nate, "What the fuck. Does mom know that you have a boy over and that your room is a fucking mess?"

"Fuck off," I growled. "And get the fuck out of my room."

"I'm calling mom," Aaron taunted, "This is unacceptable."

I looked over at my brother and glance back up at Nate who was clenching his jaw back and forth.

"I'll see you after school baby," I spoke while sitting up.

Aaron continued to stand in the doorway like a stalker.

"Love you," Nate replied. Leaning onto the bed and giving me a small peck on the lips.

I watched as Nate walked past Aaron. And I was left alone with my obnoxious brother that failed to mention would be making an appearance.

"Why are you here?"

"Am I not allowed to come and see my mom now?" Aaron muttered, looking at my room in disgust, "I don't get how she deals with you."

"You know you can pull that stick out of your ass at any time," I snapped, laying back down on the bed.

"Why aren't you going to school."

"I'm on my period."

"Gross," Aaron scrunched up his nose, "Vulgar like always."

"But not that it is your business but you can call mom you little snitch. She knows that Nate has been staying with me. And you should have checked in with her before showing up she isn't even her," I groaned in annoyance.

The last person I wanted to see was my insane brother who thought he was so much better than anyone.

"I'll be staying here for a couple of days. And he isn't welcome here while I am here," Aaron spoke sternly.

"Fuck off," I hissed.

I pulled my cellphone of the nightstand beside my bed that was beeping and read the message from Nate.

'You okay?' - Nate

'Yes. But looks like my brother will be staying for a couple of nights. So we are either spending some time apart or I'll have to stay at your place.' - Lily

'You are most definitely coming to my place. I don't like him.'-Nate

'Okay. I'll talk to you after school.' - Lily.

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A/n- Boop. Hopefully we can all agree that we hate Aaron.