I woke suddenly to my mom and dad yelling at each other downstairs. They never fought in front of me, so this was odd. I jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs to see what all the fuss was about. My mom had gone red in the face as she stood by the stove, my dad stood rubbing his forehead on the other side of the kitchen. The pair of them looked so stressed.

"Mom, dad what's going on?" I asked.

"Just go back to bed sweetie" My mom slurred. The time was 7 am. There wasn't really a point.

"Dad?" I worriedly asked.

"It's nothing, I just moved your grandmothers vase out of its original spot that's all. I thought it would've looked better in the sitting room" Now, people wouldn't see that as a big deal, but when you're grieving, even something small like that could trigger you. And this triggered my mom.

"But it doesn't belong in the kitchen Roy! It belongs in here. It's always been in here" My mom yelled, her hands shaking. My mom looked very distressed. I took a small step forward and glanced into the trash can. Two empty wine bottles. I shot my dad a troubled look and subtlety motioned for him to take a look.

"Helen take a breath, it's no big deal!" My dad said, angering her more.

"No big deal? Unless I ask you to move something, don't fucking move it!" She screamed. I rushed over to her and wrapped my arms around her.

"Mom it's ok, we can move it back" I calmly told her, trying to get her calm. "I'll go get it now" I let go of her and turned to walk away. I winced in pain as my mom grabbed ahold of my wrist, digging her nails in.

"Unless I ask you to move something, don't fucking touch it!" She repeated in a harsh tone.

"Ow! Mom stop! Mom you're hurting me!" I cried out, trying to free my arm from her grip. She responded in digging her nails in more.

"Helen, let her go!" My dad yelled, storming over to the both of us. "What are you doing?" My mother's grip on my arm tightened.

"Mom stop!" I screamed. The look in her eyes is something I'll never forget. Pure hatred and anger. It scared me, this wasn't my mom. My dad grabbed a her hand and forced her to let go. He pushed her back slightly and pulled me into him. My wrist stung bad, my dad examined my arm seeing the deep red nail marks left behind. I looked over at her in shock frozen in place whilst my dad seemed disgusted.

"What is wrong with you?" He screamed at her. Realisation must've hit her as her face dropped, seeing the harm she had caused. Her hand flew up to her mouth.

"Baby I'm...I'm so sorry!" She stuttered. My mom took a step closer but my dad held out his hand.

"No! Stay there" He demanded. He turned to me and placed both hands on my shoulders. "I want you to pack some stuff and stay over at one of the girl's house, hell even Bobby's if you have to. Just for tonight" I nodded and ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

I grabbed whatever clothes I could find, throwing them into my bag. I didn't bother to fold them neatly, I wasn't in the mood for that crap. I decided on clothes for the day. My eyes landed on a pair of jeans Bobby had gifted me for our '1 month' anniversary. He's so thoughtful. I've never really worn jeans before, fuck it. I grabbed them and a white jumper, rushing into the bathroom to get ready.

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I couldn't really concentrate in school the whole day. The incident from this morning playing over and over again in my head. I asked Bobby if I could stay over at his and he had no problem agreeing. I hadn't told anyone about what happened, that's why I wore the jumper, to hide the marks. I walked with Susan, Ali and Barbara, Jimmy told Barbara that he needed to ask her something. I personally think he's finally going to make it official for them.

"I'll tell you everything he said" Barbara spoke.

"You better!" Ali jokingly demanded. Susan asked me if I wanted to go to arcade with them, but I declined, informing her I was going over to Bobby's. Both her and Ali began teasing me.

"Hey!" We heard from behind us. Ali looked over her left shoulder and then her right, finding Daniel. I shot him a polite smile.

"Hi!" Ali greeted. "Oooo what happened to your forehead" I took a closer look and seen a nasty mark covering the right side of his forehead. Funny, that wasn't there yesterday.

"Oh it was terrible. It was this gigantic run away zit" Daniel joked. Ali giggled in response, but I could see through his bullshit. I had my suspicions of where it came from.

"That's gross!" Susan added clearly repulsed by his response.

"Daniel this is Susan" Ali introduced.

"Hi"

"Charmed" She bluntly spoke, not really paying him any mind.

"No come on what really happened?" Ali asked.

"Oh I got into a bike accident but I'm okay" I huffed. Yeah I'm sure that's what happened.

"What kind of bike do you have Daniel? Honda? Suzuki? What?" Susan asked curiously, only now interested in him.

"Uh, no it's a Miyaji turbo actually" I giggled, there was no such thing.

"Oh really?" Susan mumbled. Yeah, she was no longer interested.

"Oo sounds fast" I teased.

"It is!" He replied with a grin.

"We're going to the arcade. You want to come?" Ali asked. I could tell she really had a thing for him. I think they'd make a cute couple, but I was the only one.

"Yeah sure sounds great to me"

"You have to check out this new game I want to show you" Ali began to tell him. Daniel stopped walking and looked in front of him, I could see the fear and worry in his expression. I looked over, just the guy I was looking for and his friends. Daniels reaction confirmed my suspicions.

"I just remembered I got to..I got to. I-I-I forgot something" He stuttered. "I'll catch up with you guys in a minute" His response made me sad. No one should be made to feel that way. I needed a stern word with Bobby.

"Daniel you don't have to run away" Ali said.

"I'm not running away from anything!" Daniel said, his tone raising slightly. His whole demeanour changing.

"Hey look we've got to deal with it" Ali argued, wanting him to come back.

"You deal with things your way, I'll deal with them mine, okay?" He fired back.

"Ali just leave it" I spoke softly.

"Daniel.."

"Get of my case!"

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I rummaged through my bag looking for my pyjama shorts that I just couldn't seemed to find. I'm pretty sure I packed them. I know I was in a hurry but I wouldn't have forgotten them..would I? I shrieked and pulled on a fresh pair of underwear and poked my head out of the bathroom door.

"Bobby" I called. He appeared at his bedroom door within seconds.

"Yeah?"

"I forgot my shorts" I muttered, looking at with him puppy dog eyes.

"So? Just sleep in what you're wearing" He suggested.

"My top only comes up to my waist" I complained. The last thing I wanted was his mom or dad bursting in with me dressed like this.

"So?" He wiggled both of his eyebrows at me.

"Bobby!" I giggled. "Your such a pervert"

"Only for you!" He winked. "Wait there" Bobby disappeared and then returned holding one of his shirts. He handed it to me and I thanked him by pecking him on the lips. I quickly changed and walked into his bedroom, stuffing my old clothes into my bag. I'll wash them when I get home.

"Hey can I ask you a question" I spoke up, walking over to Bobby, who lay on his bed with only his sweatpants on, his arms above his head. I placed my hands onto his chest and straddled him.

"You just did" Bobbys hands came to rest on my behind. I poked his rib in response.

"Did you have anything to do with the injury on Daniels forehead?" My tone serious. Bobby took in a breath and looked anywhere but at me. I gently grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me. "What did you guys do?"

"We...we followed him at night and ran him off of a hill. He was riding a bike"

"Are you insane? There isn't one single brain cell between the five of you. You could've killed him Bobby!" I snapped.

"It was Johnny's idea" He said. I rolled my eyes and rubbed my hand over my face.

"But why did you go along with it?" His hands gently slid up and gently gripped my waist.

"I'm sorry. I didn't like the idea of you two together"

"It's not me you should be apologising to and we were just talking" I told him. "Bobby, just because I talk to a guy doesn't mean he likes me. Daniel likes Ali. I know what Lisa did has got you paranoid but I'm not going to leave you for him or anyone. I love you" He smiled up at me.

"I can't help it, I don't want to lose you" He said. A smile crept up on my face seeing Bobbys vulnerable side come out.

"You won't" I leaned down and kissed him. "Now do me a favour. No more of this shit! Leave Daniel alone, I mean it Bobby! You're not a bully."

"Okay, only because you asked so nicely" He began to tickle my sides and I squirmed, using my hands to fight him off. He stopped and grabbed my arm, I winced. "What the hell is this?" Crap!

"It's nothing, my mom was drunk and.."

"She did this to you?!" Bobby angrily asked.

"Bobby it's fine! Honestly, she's just in a bad place right now, she's grieving terribly. It won't happen again. My dad is sorting it" He glared at the finger nail marks left on my wrist.

"Doesn't give her the right to do that to you" He spat.

"I'm okay! I promise"

"If she does it again I'll..."

"You'll what? Karate chop her?" I raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Hai-ya!" I couldn't help but mock him. I burst out laughing, finding myself funny. Bobby didn't look impressed.

I let out a little scream when he quickly flipped us over so that he was hovering over me, taking me by surprise. I stopped laughing and starred up at him with flirtatious eyes.

"Don't mock me" He leaned down and attached our lips. His lips were soft and warm, my lips parted slightly, allowing his tongue entrance. I felt his hands snake up under the shirt I wore.