Freak (Book 1)

Bella

Goldie Locks

You are the principal's daughter. You can’t afford to mess up. You have to be perfect or else no one will ever love you. I am Isabella Francis Mayor and I have to be perfect.

“Hey Goldie locks” I cringed at his voice, I had been pushed out of my thoughts and looked up from the table I was sitting at in an empty classroom during after school hours. Adam had been lingering in the doorway with a smug look on his face, as if proud that I caught him with his p***s in the mouth of some cheerleader. I quickly looked down at my pile of posters that I had been separating into colors. Color coordination was one of my strongest assets. Five piles of red, blue, purple, pink, and black all with the same writing on it Homecoming starts September 31st to October 11th. Show your school spirit! Also, attend the Homecoming dance which is October 1st. “Adamson, what are you doing here? Surely you have something or someone you could be doing as of now” I said without giving him any eye contact I put a red poster into the red pile then a blue one into the blue pile “That’s why I am here” he said, his footsteps approached slowly but I still gave him no recognition “As simple as this task is, I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t be able to handle it” I bit my tongue, I was simply entertaining the jokester, all I had to do was ignore him and he will go away. “Oh Isabella, don’t underestimate yourself-” I furiously slammed a black poster into the black pile and snapped my neck up at him, he stood here across from me his hands gripping the edge of the table. “As simple minded you are, I’ll be able to handle you no doubt about it goldie” His lips curled into a smile and his green eyes stared into my blue ones looking for a reaction. What is he talking about?. I swallowed hard and folded my hands over the unorganized pile of paper and sighed “Excuse me?, What are you talking about?” I very much knew what he was talking about but I needed to make sure I wasn’t being paranoid, he has been acting like this ever since we kissed two years ago. It was my eighth-grade graduation and he was a freshman, there was a party at the lake and it was spin the bottle. It was a small and meaningless kiss, but ever since it’s been this intense game of cat and mouse between him and I, I just didn’t understand why. “I’m talking about you moaning my name begging me not to stop” My face of intensity softened hearing his words spill out of his mouth effortlessly, I looked away from his green eyes and started to sort the papers once again. Ignore, Ignore, Ignore. He will go away, Bella. “Go away” I stated flatly, even that encouraged him to keep yanking on my tail “The kiss Bella, it was-” I jumped up from my chair which surprised Adam. He backed up from the table and I stared at him giving him the reaction he wanted, he was only here to press my buttons and he officially succeeded “It was nothing!, I was turning 14 and you were 15. We were kids, it lasted a second, it was two freaking years ago, and lastly, it didn’t mean anything Adamson. So what the heck are you trying to get at?!” I was panting as my voice increased it’s loudest volume by the end of the sentence. Adam had stood there with a full teeth grin, he had his arms crossed over his chest and he nodded his head slowly making his way around the table to me “If it meant nothing then, how about now?” I backed up until the back of my legs his the table behind me and I shrugged not knowing what other confirmation he needed that he was a sleaze bag of trash and I wanted nothing to do with him “I feel nothing towards you Adamson, end of story” I was out of answers, My fight was officially over and hopefully I gave him all the answers he needed to walk away “Okay-” was all he said, he dropped his arms to his sides. He stood in front of me a foot away from my body and I nodded wanting to get back to the poster sorting “Kiss me” at first what he said didn’t register in my mind but his voice echoed through my mind repeating itself over and over again. I felt my face heat up and right now I wish that I was able to control it “If it meant nothing then, and if you say it means nothing now. You’ll be able to kiss me with zero problems” My heart skipped, no it leaped out of my chest. I wanted to smack him, how dare he try to turn my own words against me. This ends now Adamson Prince. I closed the space between us and I felt my body heat up with every decreasing inch. I looked up into his green eyes, breathed softly and parted my lips slightly before making my final last play “Not every woman you meet, is going to fall for your playboy ways. So excuse me, I have posters to go hang up” I brushed passed Adam, I needed to get out of here before my emotions got out of control and I did something I would regret. I absolutely had no feelings for Adam but the kind of person he is he will make anyone do anything he wanted without even saying a single word and I did not want to be one of those females that bend over backward just for a man’s pleasure. I will not humiliate myself like that. I grabbed the red pile of posters, grabbed masking tape off of the teacher's desk, and exited the classroom without giving him another glance but I felt his eyes burn on my skin.

I ripped off a piece of masking tape, connected the ends together, and plastered it on the wall and stuck a poster right on top of it. I stood down the hall where I left Adamson to gather his thoughts, I wanted to be left alone. After this, I had piano practice down in the music room, then I had to start making decorations for the gym, and lastly close up the school or at least the half I’m responsible for. All by myself. I would probably leave here around 4 and go home to do more studying and- that’s pretty much it. “Where should I put the blue ones?” I stopped midway from putting another poster on the wall and turned to see Adamson carrying the blue pile of posters with the masking tape on the top. If he wanted to help then fine, it would be less work for me so be it. “Down the hall near the science rooms”.Far away from me. Looking away I put another poster on the wall. I pulled out a piece of tape and ripped it off of the roll. “You stay after every day?” He asked, I just wanted him to leave me alone and hang up some posters. I nodded my head faintly hoping he would get the message and leave me alone. “What do you do on your free time?” He asked, I groaned silently and stepped away from the wall that had posters littered but organized all over the wall. I grabbed the pile of red posters and the tape from the floor then looked up at him “Studying, school, preparing for school events, piano” He rolled his eyes and let out a chuckle, I pressed my lips together and rushed passed him why does he insist on being such a jerk! “Hey, hey, hey, wait” He grabbed me by my forearm, he yanked the grip that I had on the posters and sent them flying to the ground. I grew even more irritated I swear he just wanted to get under my skin. I groaned and dropped myself onto my knees and on the ground “You i***t!” I yelled through my teeth, I angrily snatched up the now wrinkled and useless posters “s**t Bella, I'm sorry” He stepped closer to me and leaned down to place the blue posters on the floor “Don't you dare! Just-” I took a deep breath and sucked in my anger as I stood up with crumpled up a ball of paper in my hands “Just go hang up the posters and leave me alone okay?!” My voice beamed down the hall, I could feel my skin burning I wouldn't be surprised if I started to let off some serious steam. Adam stared at me with blank eyes and nodded faintly before brushing past me and walking down the hall to his assigned spot far away from me without another word.

I hadn't seen Adam in the last hour, but as I walked down the hallway it was littered with colorful posters. I didn't expect him to finish up with the rest of the posters. I made my way to the music room thinking that Adam had already gone home. I just wanted the rest of the day to be mine completely peaceful and alone. That's when I heard it, the heavenly music. It was soft, pure and innocent but eerie, suspicious, and forceful. I fell in love with it. Did someone leave the radio on?. I approached the double doors of the music room and opened the door and walked in. As the notes hit my ears I was transfixed on the beauty of the fingers dancing on the ivory keys. The red wispy hair from the masculine strong face moving with an unnatural but mesmerizing movement. His eyes were closed, he drowned in the music and his body in perfect posture danced slightly along with it. But then the violent bang of the door slamming behind me shook me to my core and made me jump, the door also interrupted the beautiful music and the man composing it. He opened his eyes and slid his fingers off of the keys and his eyes then focused on me. I coughed out an impressed laugh and nodded my head looking at him with wide eyes “Was that piece yours? It was amazing Adam” I clenched onto my Messenger bag and he looked at me raising his eyebrow “Oh you mean this one?” He asked, I couldn't help but smile as he smiled at me then slid his fingers back onto the keys he straightened up his back and took a deep breath “OH WHEN THE SAINTS-” his fingers banged onto the ivory keys and I rolled my eyes as he played the well-known melody. “Oh come on!” I rushed over to him as he sat at the grand upright piano, I took off my bag and placed it on top of the black shiny piano “OH WHEN THE SAINTS COME MARCHING IN-” He had a huge smile on his face and sung his little heart out up to the ceiling. I couldn't help but giggle I've never seen him like this before. I never knew he played piano, so well. I walked over to his side and grabbed his palms, he stopped singing then his laughter filled the room. I let my grip go of his rough hands and shook my head silently laughing trying to recover myself from what just happened. “Seriously Adam, what was that?” I crossed my arms over my chest truly interested in what he was playing. I really wanted to know, who composed it, it was so beautiful. “I've been working on it since I was 12, it still needs some work” He looked at me then back onto the keys sighing softly “No, no, no. It's perfect, beautiful even” I said motioning to the keys, his eyes were still wandering the keys as if he was looking for the note to hit. “Here, let me see” I sat myself down onto the piano bench, rolled up my sleeves, and pulled a hair tie from my wrist putting my hair into another messy ponytail of the day. “Okay, play the melody again” I demanded quite excited for the music to start flowing again. I looked over at him and gave him a tiny reassuring smile, his eyes searched mine before nodding his head. His hands hovered over the keys, his eyes pried away from mine, and closed them. His fingers pressed down onto the keys and instead of the music, magic came from the keys and put me under a spell. For a while I got lost in his music, his arm nudged me back to reality. His eyes were opened and he was staring down at me smiling. I took a deep breath, then placed my hands over the keys and played and simple melody I learned when I was 7, just an easy soft and light F, G, A, B, C. I played it slow. At first, it didn't fit then I tried a different pace and at that my heart was getting hugged by the music notes. My body started swaying side to side, then I realized how close I was to Adam our arms were touching and our fingers would gently brush up against each other here and there. He was selfish, rude, and completely had no respect for women. But darn it, he could play a piano..no scratch that he could manipulate the piano into making the music he imagined, the music he wanted.

I didn't realize how much time went by, I got lost in the music and joy I felt. I truly felt it, I hadn’t felt this in a long time, but why now? With him of all people?. “Okay Goldie Locks, the issue is here is that you play with your mind-” He was leaning onto the lid of the piano staring down at me and the keys, he had become the teacher and me the student. I nodded my head indicating that he was stating the obvious “Uh, yeah. I do everything with my head. If I followed my heart I’d probably be somewhere with someone making life-altering decisions. I choose to play it safe with my life and with the piano” Adam stood there shaking his head, his eyes read disappointment, he licked his upper lip before straightening himself off of the piano “I get it, Goldie, you don’t want to disappoint anyone especially your old man. But when it comes to the piano you have to lay it out there. You have to put your heart into these keys, you’re fingers should be bleeding by the time you’re done composing. If you can’t play with your heart then you shouldn’t play at all” My lips were slightly parted shocked at his words, I shook my head looking away from his piercing green eyes. He was right, dang it. “Okay, play something” he stated, I could sense the irritation and impatience in his voice. For some reason, I didn’t want to disappoint him.. I didn’t want to disappoint anybody. I looked away from him and down at the keys, I thought about what song I was able to play perfectly Lauv- I like me better. I needed him to listen, if he heard the music I was able to play rather than my words when I spoke, he would probably understand me more if he just listened. I took a deep breath before pressing down on the black and white keys my fingers skimmed across the keys I memorized how to play, everything I recalled as I played came out from my mind. “No no no” Adam groaned and I pried my hands away from the piano as I started to get irritated, if he didn’t like the way I played, then I am sure that one of his girlfriends could do way better. I wanted to leave and at least get started on the decorations for the gym. The music room was where I felt safe and sane, but right now the air started to get tense. “You are so stiff and uptight-” he pushed himself off the lid of the piano and made his way around to the front of the piano where I sat. I scooted to the side so he could have some space to sit but instead he stood behind me and leaned over me “You have to center yourself-” I sucked in some air as his unexpected touch gripped my waist and slid my body against the piano bench until I was centered with the piano. “Take your hands, and feel the keys without touching them, feel the music without hearing it or playing it. Not from a damn textbook and not from sheet music, you take the experience from your heart” He removed his hands from my waist, he leaned forward until his head was right beside mine, I could feel the warmness of his cheek smothering mine. He rested his hands on my shoulders before sliding his palms down my upper arms, onto my forearms, then the touch of his hands settling on top of mine sent electricity through my body. I didn't dare move or breathe, I felt his chest up against my back. His heart had a normal steady pace, I have no reason to be nervous if he isn't. “Just relax and play with your heart. Forget about everything else” He whispered, he guided my fingers onto the keys. At first, the melody was broken and had zero coordination, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes letting myself go, melting against his touch and against the keys.

Flashback

4 ½ years ago

“Oh baby you, you got what I need but you say you're just a friend-” I sang my heart out as I sat at the black grand piano in my living room. My fingers would hit the keys as pure happiness flowed out of me. I was practicing for the 7th-grade recital me and my mother signed up for. Even though we always played music together, she was always the teacher and I was the student. The recital meant that I could show her how great of a pianist I have become. She sees so much potential in me, I just want to make her proud. “YOU CAN HAVE HER!” My mom's booming voice shook the house, My fingers slipped onto the wrong key causing me to stop. Without thinking I got up from the bench and ran to go find my mother “Mom!, I've been practicing for our recital tonight!” I screamed happily, I made my way over to the landing of the bottom of the stairs. To my surprise a bunch of blue suitcases littered the marble floor, We must be going on a trip, I wonder where. Why didn’t anyone tell me?. I saw my mother appear from the kitchen with a wine bottle in her hand and a jacket in another. Her blonde hair stopped right underneath her collarbone huge beach waves and blue eyes that I adored with all of my heart, golden skin that always lit up the room when she walked in. She stopped as I came in her view, she opened her mouth to say something but My father who came storming down the stairs made her eyes pry away from mine “You are a coward, you don’t deserve this family!, YOU ARE A f*****g w***e!” My father’s voice made me stunned, I couldn’t move or even register why the air was filled with violence and hostility “Are we going on a trip?” I asked, a part of me already knew the answer I just wanted to play the piano, I just wanted my mom to see me and how much I improved. My father stood there screaming at my mother, and she stood there laughing as she slipped a jacket onto her shoulders. “Mom?” I inched closer to them, both mom and dad didn’t look at me but their bickering increased “Mommy?” The volume of my voice increased as I started to feel more than one emotion, I wanted this to stop. I wanted us to go back to the way we were this morning, happy and perfect. “MOM!” I couldn’t take this anymore, I raised my loud twelve-year-old voice as loud as I could. At last, their bickering stopped but it wasn’t at my loud voice, it was after I felt a burning sensation on my cheek my body was thrown onto the ground by this sensation. It all happened so fast, my mother had dropped her wine bottle the pieces of the once perfect bottle dug into my palms, and my mother had her hand raised above her head and sent it crashing down onto my face. My mother hit me, for the first time I did something wrong, why would she do that? Was it because of the recital? Was I not good enough? “Shut the hell up you loveless monster!, I am not your mother!, Dammit hearing you play is the worst part of my day that I have to sit through. YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT-” Her shadow was cast over me as she screamed the most horrible things someone could say about their own flesh and blood. I held my cheek with my bloody palm, tears created waterfalls down my face, and my heart blackened. What did I do wrong?. The image of her storming out of the front door tugging everything that mattered to her out the door and out of my life was the last I saw of her. “Bella!?” My father had called out my name numerous times but he didn’t matter to me right now. I closed my teary eyes searching for an answer, and all I could think about was the piano, the keys, and following the rules. “BELLA?!”

“Bella?” I opened my eyes and there I was sitting in the music room, the present came melting back in. My hands were trembling, but they were no longer on the keys but pressed to my chest Adam’s big hands wrapped my tiny ones and held them there. My face was pressed up against his neck, his wet neck. My face was hot, I let out tiny breaths trying to regain control of myself in front of this man but I couldn’t. What happened?. “I’m s-sorry” I managed to choke out underneath my tears, I tried releasing my hands from his grip but he kept them in a firm grip he held my hands above my heart, pressing down onto my skin as if he tried to get into my heart. His chin pressed down into the side of my head keeping me pressed into his neck “Don’t be sorry. You were amazing Bella...just beautiful” He breathed his words into my hair, and I stopped fighting against his grip and relaxed against his body, I let myself be vulnerable not only on this piano bench but in front of Adam. I let him hold me, not because I wanted him to, trust me I had no feelings for this man, But I needed to be held. No one has held me like this, not even my mother. I hadn’t thought about her in a long time, I thought I was over those traumatic events but her hand still burned my cheek every time I would wake up and she wasn’t there in the kitchen dancing around in her robe, waving her spatula in the air, and blowing me air kisses as I bopped to the beat with her. Stop Bella, please just stop. I took a deep breath against his skin, his neck was warm and comforting and also wet from my tears. What do I do? What do I say?. I didn’t know how long I remained in his arms, but I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t care if I was in the arms of the devil, everyone commits a sin. “Adam?” I asked, I gently pulled my face away from his neck but I kept my head on his shoulder, He lowered his head and his green eyes met mine, but his eyes would leave eyeing my lips then back to my eyes as if contemplating something “Bella..” he said, it was low and soft his breathing was steady, his chest arose and went back down steadily. He was calm. He leaned down inching closer and closer to me, my heart exploded, I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move, and I couldn’t even think. 7:07, confusion entered my mind before I became panicked, I was looking passed Adam and the clock read 7:07. I blinked my eyes a few times before lifting my head off of his shoulder and slipping my hands out from his grip and away from my chest. I didn’t realize it, but we were on the ground and the piano bench was flipped over a few feet away from us. What the heck happened?. I kept asking myself about what happened, but I was away in the past. I shook my head looking around the room as I stood up, This was a mistake. How could I let myself get carried away with Adam like this? I couldn’t even look at him, I bit my upper lip and made my way around the piano where my bag was. I could just imagine how furious my dad would be, I bet he had called me a million times. UGHHH. I pressed the home button on my iPhone and the screen lit up. Black and white piano keys were my lock screen wallpaper, my mouth slightly dropped open as a bunch of missed calls and messages erupted my lock screen, Where r u? I’m with Autumn, where r u?, b***h wya??, Bella, we are at the coffee shop, Autumn went home and so did I. You better tell me where you are, hoe. BELLLLAAAAAA. I tightened my grip around my phone as I went through all of my messages and missed calls. Not a single message or call was from my father. Didn’t he care where I was? Was he not worried? I felt alone and abandoned. I nodded my head accepting that I needed to try harder, to be better, and I couldn’t afford any distractions certainly not from Adamson Prince. I sighed turning off my phone and looking back up to him. He stood there with his phone in his hands and his backpack in the other, he was waiting for me. His eyes were ready to go, he looked away from me at the ground and let out a small chuckle before looking back at me “We going to the gym?” He already started to walk towards the double doors, Yes. A part of me wanted to continue our day into the night and see where it would take us leading into the next morning. I shoved my phone in my bag and swung my bag over my shoulder and let out a huge sigh causing Adam to stop. I traced my index finger on the piano lid and stared at my reflection in the black glossy paint, “It’s late Adamson, my dad is worried sick about me. I need to go home” I looked up from my reflection and bit the side of my upper lip, disappointment invaded his face that was once full of happiness. He opened his mouth as she stepped closer to me, he wanted me to stay I could see it in his eyes, and just like me, he wanted to see what would happen if we continued our in school adventure. “Okay..” That's all he said, and it brought me back to reality, and to the fact that I had behaved inappropriately. I nodded my head and let out a soft sigh, I walked over to the piano bench that was upside down. I picked it up and set it back down in front of the piano right side up. Adam held the door open for me as he stood with his phone in his hands, I turned off the lights of the music room before exiting.

Our phone screens gave us a light source in the dark halls, I looked over at Adam his brightness on his phone lit up his face making his facial features more apparent. I chewed on my bottom lip as I texted Roxanne ‘Sorry, I had to do something for my dad at the school. Poster duty :(. I’m sorry, tomorrow we can go to the diner after school. Bring Autumn too, I kinda feel bad.’ I hit sent and turned off my phone, I would take quick glances over at Adam who hadn’t said anything ever since we left the music room. His eyes didn’t leave his phone, I swallowed hard I needed to get as far away from him as I can. “Hey-” I shot my neck up and looked up from the ground and over to Adam whose voice finally emerged from the silence. The smile that was pinned on my face faded when I saw his phone pressed to his ear, he kept his eyes forward. “I miss you too baby..” he said with that scumbag of a smile, I shook my head, scoffed with disgust and started to walk with a faster pace. My phone lit up followed by a ding, I looked at my phone screen and nervously chewed on my bottom lip Poster duty my ass XD, well whoever your were f*****g better be worth telling me soon sis. Tmr, you better be @ the coffee shop or I'll have to kill you. Luv you bitchh I snickered softly and shoved my phone back into my bag while searching for my keys. Adam was still trailing behind me talking on the phone “I'll be right over baby..” my stomach turned in disgust. He was about to kiss me! He held me! and he has a girlfriend. I felt disgusted with myself, I allowed that man to see my vulnerable side which I haven’t shown to anyone, not even Roxy, to let him touch me, and to let him hold me. I pushed through the doors and the cold air of the fading summer danced on my skin. I crossed my arms over my chest trying to keep warm as I waited for Adam, I stood there for a whole two minutes before he slowly emerged from the door laughing. The door closed behind him, he turned to face me, and his eyes didn’t leave me body “Tell me how much you want me..” he bit his bottom lip eying me violently, I could hear a faint voice on the other end of the call. He was such a pig. “Oh yeah, baby” his husky voice replied, I rolled my eyes and pushed past him breaking eye contact with him. I pulled out my keys and locked the door we had just came out of. I didn’t bother to say goodbye to him, I walked off without giving him another glance. I pressed the unlock button on my car keys, the tail and rear lights lit up the parking lot. My red 2019 Toyota Camry was the only car left in the student parking lot, “Goldie..” I groaned hearing his voice and quickened up my pace. His footsteps trailed behind me and I sighed shaking my head as I reached my car, I opened up the drivers door and turned out to look at him “What?, Go home Adam” I spat, I leaned into my car and threw my messenger bag into the back seat “I can’t-” he whispered, I bit the inside of my mouth irritated. I leaned back out of my car and took a deep sigh not caring in the least about him or this day. I just want to forget it. He looked around the parking lot and then back at me. Yes, I realized that my car was the only one in sight. “I gave my car to Nile,” He said scratching the back of his neck, I blinked numerously at him and we stood there in total silence for a few moments. “Sounds like a personal problem” I had nothing else to say to him, I sat in the driver's seat and pressed the automatic start button which brought my car to life. I reached over to pull the door shut but it came at an unexpected halt. Adam had his fingers wrapped around the top edge of the car door stopping its motion. “Bella please-” he pleaded, I pressed my head against the leather wheel and banged it a few times. Why me?, Why me? Why me??. I lifted my head up and turned to look at him. His green eyes were filled with desperation and I honestly couldn’t care less. “Call your girlfriend, I’m pretty sure she’ll love to give you a ride” I spat growing infuriated with every second I was in his radius. He leaned his face forward and stopped a few inches away from my mine, amusement filled his eyes and he smiled “I want you to ride me..” He whispered, I couldn’t look away but I stared back in complete disgust. I shook my head letting out a laugh “You’re a pig..” I whispered, and I wished I had more to say but he rendered me speechless. I looked ahead of me He won’t stop, I’ll just give him a ride..home!, and that’ll be it. I won’t ever have to deal with him. “Don’t speak to me, Don’t look at-” Without letting me finish, he slammed the car door and moments later he opened up the passenger side door and dropped himself into the seat. I looked at him shaking my head, he relaxed his head and looking at me with that smug smile that I hated so much.

“Just so you know, Brooke isn’t my girlfriend. I just have fun with her. So there is no need to be jealous, I’m saving the girlfriend position just for you Goldie” I knew that smug smile was on his face, but I kept my eyes ahead looking at the road giving him no reaction and no emotion. I didn’t want him to think that he had any control over me. “Guys like you just sleep around until-” He shuffled around in his seat and I no longer felt his stare on me for the first time during this car ride “Until we meet someone that changes our world” He finished my sentence, Pft yeah right. You mean until you get some kind of s****l disease. I let out a soft sigh and gripped the steering wheel and pressed on the breaks a bit harder just trying to get him to his destination faster. “But until then, I’ll f**k whoever I want. So stop caring so much” He spat out at me, my jaw dropped low until it reached the car floor. He really thinks I care about who he sleeps with, He really thinks that I waste MY time so worried about him, and how dare he use that kind of language in my car!. No matter how much I wanted to reach over and punch him and that smug smile of his I was driving and I could not let him get the best of me. “Adamson, you are beneath me and I don’t have time to worry or care about things that have zero value to me” I did not intend on saying anything after that, I heard a scoff escape his lips but he didn’t say anything else. For the first time, he was quiet and I took pleasure in that. I drove down the street approaching Adam’s house and unfortunately mine. We have been next door neighbors since I could remember, first he started breaking my crayons, ripping the heads off of my Barbie dolls, putting ketchup in my lemonade when I had a lemonade stand, he then brought Nile around, they would push me around yank on my pigtails and s***h my bike tires. Recently he threw eggs at my window, throughout the years the tortured me. Our parents never thought anything of it, the hate that I felt for him came crashing in all I at Oh god I hated him. “Stop here” He demanded, I stepped out of my thoughts and pulled over to the side of the street. Two and three-story houses lined both sides of the street but we were still five minutes away from the house, at least a ten-minute walk. I looked over at him and he was on his phone texting, We just sat there in the darkness of my car, the desired brightness of his phone screen was our only light source. I grew impatient, I shook my head and pressed my lips together “If you want to walk just get out” I grew even more irritated with him, He shook his head “Shut the hell up”, I opened my mouth to say something but at that moment a house that was once dark lit up, the lights made the house look alive. He stepped out of the car and slammed the car door behind him. I sat there baffled, Why was he so disrespectful! He couldn’t even say thank you. UGH!. I pressed the window control button on my driver’s door causing the window on the passenger’s side to slide open. I wanted to scream at him, I drove him here and he doesn’t even have the decency to say thank you. My anger disappeared as Brooke stepped out from the front door in the blue silk robe that radiated her beautiful dark skin, her braids were in a messy but beautiful bun “Adam-” she said approaching him, her smile was full and perfect. Adam walked up to her wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into a messy but passionate kiss. Drive away, Isabella. NOW. I sat there frozen, my hands gripped the steering wheel, and my foot hovered over the gas pedal, I couldn’t move and I hated it. She broke away from the kiss laughing, and pulled Adam by his wrist leading him towards her front door “Who was that?” I heard her ask, Adam laughed shaking his head while he followed her to her front door “Nobody” He stated flatly. That gave me the push, I sped down the road like a mad man, the cold air made my emotions come to a halt, but the minute I turned off the ignition was when everything came crashing in. I just remember crying into my pillow, until I couldn’t take it anymore I clenched my pillow to my chest trying to get the same feeling I had in the piano room. I couldn’t let myself get worked up over someone who meant so little to me, it was only Monday and I couldn’t afford to slip up. Eventually, I fell asleep washing away the music and memories of today.