Love Me Tender, chapter 12
Before I stepped through the door, I heard Audrey squeal, followed by loud kissing noises.
"What the crap?" I heard Nikki say quietly.
I walked into the room, and there was Audrey, kissing....Jon.
She was holding his hand, and her mascara was sreaming down her face as she cried. She pushed Brendon out of the way so that she could better reach Jon. Brendon sighed, buried his head into Nikki's shoulder and cried. When I walked in, I saw Ryan look up at me, his eyes full of bitter hurt.
Stab.
With every tear that fell from Ryan's eyes, I felt like I was being stabbed. I pulled my eyes away, and looked at Jon.
My breath sped up, and I felt my throat begin to close up. I pulled at my throat. I couyldn't breathe. My pulse pounded in my head, and I started to tremble. I clenched my fist so tight, that I felt my long nails slice into the soft skin. I closed my eyes.
Is this a panic attack?
I started to cry. The tears just fell down my cheeks. Ryan walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me. I shook my head, trying to clear my mind of all the pain. Somehow, even Ryan's arms around me, his forehead against mine, didn't bring much help. I looked into his eyes. He leaned forward and whispered to me.
"This is not your fault."
I looked into his brown eyes, and cried. He rocked me back and forth slightly. After a while, Audrey turned to me with anger in her eyes.
"You bitch! You are the reason that my Jon is like this! Miss Murder! Murder!" Audery yelled at me, raised her left hand, and slapped me hard. I fell to the ground, head in my hands. Ryan threw himself down next to me and tried to pull me up. I looked at him, wide eyed, frantic, paniced.
"Its my fault. Its all my fault."
"What the crap?" I heard Nikki say quietly.
I walked into the room, and there was Audrey, kissing....Jon.
She was holding his hand, and her mascara was sreaming down her face as she cried. She pushed Brendon out of the way so that she could better reach Jon. Brendon sighed, buried his head into Nikki's shoulder and cried. When I walked in, I saw Ryan look up at me, his eyes full of bitter hurt.
Stab.
With every tear that fell from Ryan's eyes, I felt like I was being stabbed. I pulled my eyes away, and looked at Jon.
My breath sped up, and I felt my throat begin to close up. I pulled at my throat. I couyldn't breathe. My pulse pounded in my head, and I started to tremble. I clenched my fist so tight, that I felt my long nails slice into the soft skin. I closed my eyes.
Is this a panic attack?
I started to cry. The tears just fell down my cheeks. Ryan walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me. I shook my head, trying to clear my mind of all the pain. Somehow, even Ryan's arms around me, his forehead against mine, didn't bring much help. I looked into his eyes. He leaned forward and whispered to me.
"This is not your fault."
I looked into his brown eyes, and cried. He rocked me back and forth slightly. After a while, Audrey turned to me with anger in her eyes.
"You bitch! You are the reason that my Jon is like this! Miss Murder! Murder!" Audery yelled at me, raised her left hand, and slapped me hard. I fell to the ground, head in my hands. Ryan threw himself down next to me and tried to pull me up. I looked at him, wide eyed, frantic, paniced.
"Its my fault. Its all my fault."
