Meanwhile, Back in Seaside

Blake

The house is extremely quiet without Joseph and Noelle. Even though Ella is gone as well, there isn't much of a difference in the noise of the house. Simply because when she was here, she didn't make much noise.

In fact, she hardly ever made much noise. I think the loudest that she's ever been is when we're f-

"Blake!" Kenzie yelled, directly in my face.

"What?"

I narrowed my eyes at her, waiting to see what was so important that she had to yell at me.

Maybe we could just strangle her.

Yeah but if we do that, then Gracie strangles us.

Fuck.

"Your phone has been ringing for the past five minutes and believe it or not, the stupid ass iPhone ringtone gets annoying very quick."

I looked over at my brand new lit up iPhone 11 that sat on the counter before grabbing it and looking at the familiar number on the screen.

Why is she calling me? I have nothing to say to her. She was supposed to give me love, care and a great childhood. Instead I got hate, bruises and forced to grow up before I needed to.

I hate this woman with everything in me.

"Why are you calling me?"

Even though I hated her, she is the one paying for my school fees, even though I got a full tuition scholarship, she still pays for my other fees such as room, food and stuff along those lines.

"What? I can't check in on my only son?"

"No, you can't because you never do. You only do that when you want something. So once again, why are you calling me?" I asked as I got up and headed into my shared room with Nina.

"Wow Blake, you've gotten meaner. Is that from a broken heart?"

If I could kill my mother, I would've done it by now.

"Last chance, what in the hell do you want?"

"Okay fine, you caught me. I'm having a dinner next week on Wednesday and you need to be here."

"No, I'm not coming."

"Okay that's fine. So, I guess you should expect your funds to be cut off in about a day or so."

I stayed silent while trying to control my breathing.

"I mean..." She began. "Unless, you were to come to my dinner. Then you'll still get your funds but this time, I'll double it. The choice is entirely up to you. I'll look forward to seeing you on Wednesday, Blake." She said, hanging up.

I sat on the bed, looking at the now black screen.

"Fuck man!" I shouted, throwing my phone.

I stood up and looked around the room, seeing books on the bookshelves, a new flat on the wall, Nina's expensive perfumes on the dresser top.

I began to flip shit over, taking my anger out on anything I could find. I tossed all of Nina perfumes at the wall, the glass shattering and exposing the room to various smells. I yanked the tv from the wall, blinking at the sparks that erupted from the cords. I picked up the Ps4 and threw it at the balcony doors, shattering them. I swiped everything off of the nightstands before flipping them over. I stood in the middle of my mess while trying to control my breathing which is also a key to controlling my anger.

I felt a tiny hand grab my left hand and a cold hand touch my left cheek before I looked up into green eyes that were just blue.

"Breathe."

I copied her actions while still staring into her eyes.

"What happened?" She asked, curious eyes scanning my destroyed bedroom.

"My mother."

"You can't keep letting her get to you. You know she just wants to make sure your life is a living hell."

"Yeah and she's succeeding."

"I don't understand your relationship though." She said, cocking her head to the side.

"And you won't either. At least not until another time." I said, pecking her cheek.

"If you say so. You can explain everything to me when you're ready but in the meantime, I'm really hungry." She said, giving me the all too familiar hints.

"McDonald's again?"

"Let's do Wendy's." She said, jumping to her feet in excitement.

"Can I do you instead?"

"Maybe later." She said, laughing.

I came to when I saw Nina enter the room with Gracie in tow.

"What the hell, Blake!?" Nina said, looking around at the mess I made.

"Oh, so this is what that noise was. Okay well, happy cleaning bitches!" She said, disappearing.

"Blake, please tell me that's not my DKNY Golden Delicious perfume broken on that floor."

I looked over to where she was looking and saw the bottle broken on the floor.

"Well, what does it look like?"

"That was literally a million dollars!"

"Oh well, who told you to pay one million dollars for a fucking perfume bottle that's going to be gone in a few damn squirts anyways? Not me."

"Well who told you to go complete ape shit and destroy our room? Not me."

"Oh well, it happened, and your precious expensive perfumes are all broken. I'm pretty sure you can just replace them."

"Yeah, I can, but why should I? I'm not even the one who broke them!"

"Oh well. If you want perfume, you're going to have to replace them because I'm not."

"I swear, you've been nothing but bitter for the last few days." She mumbled, crossing her arms.

"That's funny because you're just a bitter bitch in general. How do you expect me not to be bitter with what you're holding over me! You know how I feel about her, you know that I won't ever feel the same way about you like how I feel about her. There's just somethings you can't have in life and I'm one of them."

"Do you really think I care about how you feel for that pale little girl? I don't and I won't. I care about me; I care about my happiness and what I want. I've always been told to go after what I want and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Now like I've said, you can come along for the ride but one of you aren't going to be happy, you or Mella. Whose happiness do you care about more? Yours or Bella's? Because I know for a fact that she won't be happy if she sees herself posted all over the internet. Some people can even become suicidal from that. Is that what you want?

Ella is more important to me than anything in this world, if I had to die for her to live, then so be it. I'd even kill myself for her. So, if I have to become someone's slave just to save Ella the embarrassment and even more pain, than so be it. That's what I'll be.

"Okay, chill out. I'll buy you more fucking perfume, I'll stick around for this so-called ride, I'll become your fucking slave, but you've got to leave her alone."

"I thought so. I'll leave her alone if you do what I tell you to. It's that simple. Now, clean this shit up."

She walked out, her ponytail swaying behind her.

Sometimes I look back on life to see how I became like this. Becoming a somewhat fucking slave just to save the girl I love more than anything and anyone in this universe from more pain and embarrassment.

People say love changes you and got damn, are they right.

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Chapter 14

I kind of hated this chapter because I don't want Blake to become basically a slave, but it makes the plot a little bit more interesting in my opinion.

What's your opinion though?