I knew I would be grounded.
In fact I thought I would be murdered, so grounded was an improvement. I was seventeen, and after going out with friends and not got in touch ALL NIGHT. Of course, I could have sent a text. I was so wrapped up in Cal I didn't think of my parents, and I was in serious shit. I was sat in the lounge with my parents standing in front of me, talking about me as though I didn't exist.
"She is changing, Ted. Trust me, I was her age once. This is NOT a good sign."
My mother looked at me, worry creasing her beautiful face.
"Staying out all night, without thinking to tell us where she was? She barely sees her friends- there's some new boy called Cal she is hanging around with-"
"Leave Cal out of it." I said angrily.
My father raised his eyebrows at me.
"Don't you understand how scared we were? We didn't know if something had happened to you. We woke up this morning to see your bed empty; all your things gone. Then you walk in wearing the clothes you wore yesterday?"
His voice was full of hurt.
"Whats happening Gretchen?"
"You wouldn't understand." I whispered as my mother folded her arms.
She narrowed her eyes as she said,
"Actually I think I might. Luke came over last night to see you."
I looked up in shock, "What?"
"He is worried about you. So are we, Gretchen. Luke said this boy is his cousin. He said he was expelled from his last school for fighting and that he skips school regularly."
She swore under her breath, her hand on her head.
My father's mouth opened and closed as he stared at me.
"Good God Gretchen, I absolutely forbid you to see him anymore. What were you thinking?!"
I started to cry then, huge sobs racking my body.
"Go to your room Gretchen, you are grounded. Completely. Until you are out of college." He shouted, walking away from us.
My mother was clearly furious. I grabbed my bag and ran up the stairs to my room, my chest heaving with the thought of not seeing Cal anymore. I had to calm down, but I just couldn't. I felt like I was having a panic attack. Why was Luke doing this to us? I knew he was hurting; but he had his tongue down Krystals throat earlier-not to mention the girl at the rink.
My door opened and my father stood with disappointment etched on his face.
"Give me your phone and your laptop. I will not have you communicating with him. We will take you to school and drop you off from now on. The only way you could see him would be at school, and by the sounds of that, he doesn't go." He shook his head in disbelief. "This is for your own good."
I threw myself onto my bed in floods of tears, as my father disconnected my laptop and left my room quietly.
How was I going to cope?
So it had begun. A letter addressed to L Cape reached me today. I stared out of my window into the street. I felt fury rising within me and I punched the wall, hot white pain shooting up my arm.
I heard the door open behind me.
"Dude? Whats wrong?"
I turned to see Drake.
"As usual, fucking everything."
I threw the letter at him. He unfolded his arms and read it quietly. His eyes burned into mine.
"We left you to it. You needed to try and live a normal life...but your cousin's girl wasn't really the best idea, knowing what he knows about you."
He attempted to smile then, but it faded quickly. He closed the door behind him and walked over to me.
"I love you, even though you've fucked up, quite a lot actually over the years. You know what I think?"
I closed my eyes, not wanting to hear what he had to say.
"Mom and Dad like it here. They've been through so much."
His voice went quiet.
"I think we should leave. You and me."
I whirled around to him.
Drakes eyes fixed on mine.
"Yeah. You heard me. Leave. I'll come with you. Fuck school. Fuck the girl; if you care about her then this is the best thing you can do for her. If anyone finds out you care for her, she is as good as dead anyway."
I felt sick. How had all my shitty decisions lead me to someone so fucking incredible, yet I couldn't be with her?
"I can't leave her Drake. I've ruined her fucking life. She will be alone if I am not here."
Drake sighed and looked at the letter in his hand.
"You don't seem to have much choice."
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