Y/n POV

It's times like this I wish I never met Mark. If I never met him, I would have never gotten used to having someone around. I wouldn't have felt so mad and jealous right now.

Staring at the ceiling was the best option I had right now. I was receiving multiple calls from my mom and siblings, wondering where I was. Usually when I leave, I come back a few hours later or the next day. Its been two days since I decided I was staying with my dad.

Annoyed by the multiple calls, I eventually answer one of the calls.

"What?" I ask, clearly mad.

"Where the hell are you?" My mother asks sternly.

"Wow, not even an 'Oh my gosh, I was so worried!'" I roll my eyes.

"Get down here now." She demands.

"Uh, I don't think I will." I say, seeing my dad walk in the room and sit on the seat next to the couch.

"Y/n I swear to God-" She begins to speak, clearly mad.

"Okay, bye!" I interrupt, hanging up.

Groaning, I throw my phone across the room, the screen cracking when it hit the wall.

"What was that about?" My father asks.

"Dumb people." I reply, staring at the ceiling still.

"You had to take up the whole couch because of these dumb people?" He jokes.

"Sorry," I apologize, sitting up and leaning against the armrest.

"No, you're fine. I was kidding." Dad smiles. "Are you sure your mom let you stay here?"

"Yeah, why?" I lie.

"Its just weird that she wouldn't let me see you and just randomly let you live with me."

"Its fine with her." I nod.

"If you say so." He sighs, unconvinced. "So you wanna talk about these dumb people that made you break your phone?"

"Not really," I shake my head.

He nods and grabs the remote, turning the small TV on. He searches through the channels, bored with every one he saw.

My phone began vibrating next to the wall it hit, making a really loud noise against the wall. Groaning, I stand up and grab my cracked phone, bringing it back to my seat on the couch. The word 'Mark' was on the screen in big letters with an answer and decline button underneath. I roll my eyes and press the red button.

I wanted to answer, I wanted to hear his deep, adorable voice, but he was most likely going to talk about Madison, which I wasn't up for. My phone began vibrating again but I declined once again. Holding down the power button, I shut my phone off, setting it on the coffee table full of junk in front of me.

"Y/n," My dad begins. "I think you should go home."

"What, why?" I ask, looking at him.

"Its not that I don't believe you, I just don't think its a good idea." He says. "Your mother is the one with custody. She could say I took you from her or something and get me in trouble."

"But dad-" I began.

"Y/n," He warns. "I don't want you to go home either but it only just occurred to me how bad this could turn out."

"So what, I'm just suppose to go home where my dumbass family is? Where it isn't even home?"

He nods slowly. "I'm afraid so."

"You have to be kidding me." I sigh, throwing my head back.

"Tomorrow after school, you're going home. If you come here, I'm driving you back." He says, standing up and walking down the short hallway down to his room.

Great. This day is just great. Mark went on a date, my mother is pissed, and I have to go back to my moms tomorrow. She's going to kill me when she sees me, but at this point I couldn't care less.

Annoyed, I stand up and walk to the door. I yell to my dad that I'm leaving and ignore his protests on my way out. It was dark out, for it was eight in the afternoon. The only thing I had with me was my phone. Thank God this time I actually had a hoodie on. It didn't keep me warm but its still better than nothing.

Walking down the sidewalk, cars speed by with their headlights on. It was quite, which is something I don't get to experience much. Theres always something going on now, keeping my mind racing and yelling at me.

Ever since I met Mark, nothing but drama came rolling in. Tyler and I always fought, Mark was always getting picked on, my mother has been yelling at me more, and Mark is driving me absolutely insane. I can't handle all of this. Its too much.

I'm hoping with Madison in his life, he won't need me. He'll slowly forget about me and I would get over all of this. I wouldn't have to yell at myself, reminding me that he hates me, everyone does. I wouldn't get so mad at any female that comes in contact with him.

But I need him. If he leaves, I won't have anything telling me that someone cares. It feels like he cares but he can't actually care, right? I'm just this stupid girl who disrupts every class shes in. He doesn't need me, no one does. Everyone would be much better without me.

"There she is!" A familiar, annoying voice yelled. Ken.

She stood on the front porch, pointing at me. I didn't want to be here, but I guess I should get it over with so I can lock myself in my room. All my stuff is still at my dads but I'll get that later.

My mother comes out onto the porch, the light coming on from the motion sensors. I began walking up the driveway, staring at my feet as a body came in contact with mine, wrapping their arms around me. Assuming it was one of my brothers, most likely Nix because of the hight, I push him off.

"Get the hell off of me." I speak, clearly annoyed.

Walking up the steps to on the porch, I realize it wasn't Nix. It was Mark. He is by my side now as I walk through the door, my mother yelling like crazy. I stop, ignoring my mom and turn to Mark.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, more harsh than I meant to.

"I came to see you but they told me you were missing." He spoke timidly.

Rolling my eyes, I turn back to my mother who has stopped screaming, seeing I wasn't paying attention.

"Spring it on me." I speak in a monotone voice, sitting down in a chair at the kitchen table. "Take all your anger out by screaming at me, like you always do."

I was done with everything.

Ooo...this chapter is...I apologize XD

I was bored and came up with a chapter without planning it out. I'm sorry...