Fear
Chapter Fifteen
~Kirsten P.O.V~
"What are you talking about?" I asked innocently.
I sat my bag down by the door slowly. I was scared that any sudden movement would send Johnny into a attacking rage.
He swallowed the food in his mouth. "Don't play shit with me, Kirsten. It was a guy wasn't it. No broad drives a car like that," he said in anger.
"Broad is rude word used to objectify women and I don't like how you said it," I crossed my arms over my chest.
My only way out was to change the subject and I hoped that he was dumb enough to go along with my change of words.
"I'm not stupid. Don't change the fucking subject! Who was he?! I'll shoot his fucking dick off if he made you do that stuff to him," Johnny yelled, walking to a drawer in the kitchen and rummaging through it.
A hammer was present in his hand.
"He didn't make me do anything! Harry would never do that," I argued.
"Harry? As in Harry Styles? That bastard is basically asking for an STD! He only smokes weed, drinks booze, and fucks anything without a Y chromosome!" Johnny shouted in my face.
"He's not like that!" I yelled back.
"Is something wrong?" A scared voice interrupted.
Johnny and I looked over to the living room. Standing there was my younger cousin, Bella. She was only fifteen. She had moved here a year earlier with her parents.
"I just heard a lot of screaming," she said timidly.
I breathed out a loud sigh. She was the last person I needed to talk to. She seemed sweet and innocent, but I knew the real her.
"It's nothing, Bella," Johnny sighed, his eyes still boring into mine.
He backed away from me still keeping his eyes locked on mine. He finally broke the contact and walked towards the front door. He opened it and wasted no time in slamming it violently.
Bella was frightened and flinched as the wood from the door and the wall came together in a violent hug.
"What are you doing here?" I asked her curiously. Not in interest, just curiously.
"My mum wanted me to bond with you or something. I'm not entirely sure," she shrugged.
"Where's Chanel?" I asked.
"Out with friends," she replied simply.
"So, Harry Styles?" She asked, her lips curling into an evident smirk.
"Who's he?"
I sighed loudly and crossed my arms. "A really cute friend," I replied.
I waited to see her expression. I hoped she would think we were dating from the argument Johnny had started.
"Is he single?" She asked smiling cheekily.
I couldn't help the words flow out of my mouth in anger.
"We're dating. And he says he loves me," I defended.
She had a shocked look.
"A lot," I added for emphasis.
What did I just start? I thought.
"What are you talking about?" I asked innocently.
I sat my bag down by the door slowly. I was scared that any sudden movement would send Johnny into a attacking rage.
He swallowed the food in his mouth. "Don't play shit with me, Kirsten. It was a guy wasn't it. No broad drives a car like that," he said in anger.
"Broad is rude word used to objectify women and I don't like how you said it," I crossed my arms over my chest.
My only way out was to change the subject and I hoped that he was dumb enough to go along with my change of words.
"I'm not stupid. Don't change the fucking subject! Who was he?! I'll shoot his fucking dick off if he made you do that stuff to him," Johnny yelled, walking to a drawer in the kitchen and rummaging through it.
A hammer was present in his hand.
"He didn't make me do anything! Harry would never do that," I argued.
"Harry? As in Harry Styles? That bastard is basically asking for an STD! He only smokes weed, drinks booze, and fucks anything without a Y chromosome!" Johnny shouted in my face.
"He's not like that!" I yelled back.
"Is something wrong?" A scared voice interrupted.
Johnny and I looked over to the living room. Standing there was my younger cousin, Bella. She was only fifteen. She had moved here a year earlier with her parents.
"I just heard a lot of screaming," she said timidly.
I breathed out a loud sigh. She was the last person I needed to talk to. She seemed sweet and innocent, but I knew the real her.
"It's nothing, Bella," Johnny sighed, his eyes still boring into mine.
He backed away from me still keeping his eyes locked on mine. He finally broke the contact and walked towards the front door. He opened it and wasted no time in slamming it violently.
Bella was frightened and flinched as the wood from the door and the wall came together in a violent hug.
"What are you doing here?" I asked her curiously. Not in interest, just curiously.
"My mum wanted me to bond with you or something. I'm not entirely sure," she shrugged.
"Where's Chanel?" I asked.
"Out with friends," she replied simply.
"So, Harry Styles?" She asked, her lips curling into an evident smirk.
"Who's he?"
I sighed loudly and crossed my arms. "A really cute friend," I replied.
I waited to see her expression. I hoped she would think we were dating from the argument Johnny had started.
"Is he single?" She asked smiling cheekily.
I couldn't help the words flow out of my mouth in anger.
"We're dating. And he says he loves me," I defended.
She had a shocked look.
"A lot," I added for emphasis.
What did I just start? I thought.
This is soo good update please
12/29/13