Goodbye Cheese state and Hello Cali, Missy [great books for teens TXT] 📗

Tristan sitting on the couch watching TV.
“ Hey Mayella,” He said. I walked into the kitchen and put my hands on the counter taking a deep breath.
“ Hey,” I muttered.
“ Why was Ryder in my home?” He asked coldly. I stood next to the counter and let out a deep breath.
“ It’s my home too,” I said turning around to get something to drink out of the fridge. The fridge slammed shut and I turned around and Tristan stood behind me looking furious.
“ Why the hell was he in my home?” he screamed. He raised his hand, and I put my hands in front of my face. Tristan stood back, and I put my hands down to look at him. he just stood there looking at me. “ I wasn’t going to hit you Mayella,” he whispered. “ I would never….” He leaned against the counter. “ Why would you even think I would ever hurt you,” he whispered. I opened my mouth, and felt tears in my eyes.
“ I-I’m sorry,” I muttered and I walked past him to go to my room, but he grabbed my wrist. I turned to look at him, and he brought his hand out towards me touching my neck.
“ You have a hickey,” he said quietly. I brought my hands up to my neck brushing his away, and I turned away and went into my room shutting the door behind me. I walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror and saw a black and blue hickey forming on my neck. I brought my fist up and hit the counter hard. A cry escaped my lips, and I gripped my hand jumping up and down. “ Mayella are you okay?” I heard Tristan yell out.
“ I-,” I stopped and looked down at my hand. It was shaking and my wrist was limp. I bit my lip, and I was in some real pain right know. I tilted my head back closing my eyes. “ I think I broke my wrist,” I cried. The bathroom door opened and Tristan stepped in and took my hand. I flinched and screamed. “Don’t touch it!” I cried.
“ Sh,” he whispered. I bit my lip looking down at my hand. “ let’s get you to the hospital,” he said. I nodded my head and we took his car to the hospital. We sat in the waiting room for like 2 hours, and when I finally got called in it all kind of seemed like a blur.
“ Well you broke your wrist,” the doctor said. I nodded my head. “ We are going to put a cast and everything and you should be out of here in about two to three hours,” He sighed. I nodded my head. he walked out of the room and I looked over at Tristan.
“ You can go home,” I whispered.
“ I’ll stay here,” he replied quickly.
“ You don’t have to,” I said shaking my head.
“ It’s not that I have to, it’s because I want to,” He said looking me dead in the eyes. I let out a deep breath.
“ Thank you,” I whispered.
“ I’ll be in the waiting room, and im going to be the first person to sign your cast,” He smirked. I smiled and nodded my head. “ Hey your back,” he laughed. I raised an eyebrow. “ I haven’t seen your smile for days, and I’ve missed it,” He said quietly, and then walked out of the room. I sat there and looked around. How did I get myself into this? What Ryder is doing to me is not right…. But… im scared. Yeah im fucking scared of a guy. What the hell is that? Im never scared of people they are usually scared of me. what am I going to do? What the hell am I going to do? I leaned forward tilting my head down and taking a deep breath.
“ Thank you Tristan,” I whispered underneath my breath. I felt tears in my eyes. “ Thank you Tristan for being here for me, but please…. Please try to figure out what’s happening…. I need you to know what is happening but I can’t tell you… Please…. Please try to figure it out,” I cried.


Chapter fourteen:
I finally convinced Tristan to go to school, and that I would be fine staying home. I wasn’t in the mood for school. I was exhausted. I haven’t slept for almost three nights, and I believe the only way I’ll even get an hour of sleep, is if I get prescribed sleeping pills or something. I laid in my bed looking at my arm, and I felt tears falling down my face again. How did I become this weak? I use to be such a strong person, what the hell happened to me. The tears started to come faster, and I reached for my phone, and scrolled through my contacts so I could talk to Tom. I searched through my numbers, and his number was gone. I looked for Jim and Bradley’s numbers, and there numbers where gone too. The only numbers I had in my phone, was my mom’s, Tristan’s, and jack’s. I creased my forehead shaking my head… Ryder must of deleted my phone numbers. I chucked my phone across the room, and brought my knees up to my chest, a scream escaping my lips. The room was dark, and I sat there crying. The next thing I remember, is I heard the front door opening. It was already three thirty. I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I guess I did.
“ Mayella, im home!” Tristan’s voice lingered through the house. I sat up, and had tear stains on my face, and my pillow was wet. I wiped my face with my good hand, and got out of bed, walking out of my room. Tristan was in the kitchen making a sandwich. “ Hey!” he said his head in the fridge.
“ Hi,” I croaked. He looked up at me.
“ May, you look absolutely horrible,” He said.
“ Thanks,” I muttered sitting down on a stool. I heard his footsteps come to me, and I was looking down and saw his shoes in front of me.
“ May, look at me,” He whispered. I kept my head down. His hand wrapped around my chin, and he tilted my head up, and my eyes came into contact with his. “ What’s going on May, c’mon. What happened to you? I miss that cocky annoying Mayella,” he smiled. I tried to smile, but I thought I would cry, so I just looked at him, and turned my head away. I wanted to tell him, tell him every damn detail, but what would Ryder do to me…
“ Nothing is wrong. Just tired,” I shrugged. He stepped away from me, and sat down on a stool too.
“ Ryder asked why you were not at school today,” He said.
“ what did you say?” I replied within a second.
“ I told him how you broke your hand, and you were in the hospital almost all night.” I sat there nodding my head. good. Good. “ He said he was going to stop by later.. As much as I hate him, I guess he seems to care about you.” That’s it. My heart broke. I felt the world falling apart. I opened my mouth to say something, but air came out. My throat was dry, and it felt like a snake was wrapped around my neck, suffocating me. “ I told him he could stop by,” He added in. Just shut up! Shut up! I screamed in my head. I sat there staring at the ground. I couldn’t say anything. I couldn’t breathe. “ He should be here soon,” then I heard the front doorbell ring. “ that should be him.” I sat there. I still couldn’t breathe. I felt my hands shaking, so I moved them behind my body. No air. I’m going to suffocate. “ Mayella?” Tristan said waving his hand in front of my face. I blank blinked my eyes, and stood up walking up the stairs.
“ I got the door,” I said deadly. Each step I took, my feet felt heavy. I didn’t want to see him, but if I ignore him, he’ll get even madder. I have never been scared of anyone in my life, but Ryder, I am completely petrified of him. My hand held the front door handle, and I tried to take a deep breath. It hurt my chest. I slowly opened the door and Ryder stood there looking down at me.
“ You look like a piece of shit,” he said walking into my house, pushing my aside. I stumbled a little, and closed the door. I was still facing the door, and I felt his hand fall onto my shoulder. “ you should have come to school,” he whispered in my ear.
“ I hurt myself,” I whispered.
“ So what, you still should have come to school, you do what I say. You hear me?” He asked. I stood there, and he grabbed upper arm hard, I flinched, clenching my teeth. “ Did you hear me?” he growled his grip tightening. I thought my arm was going to fall off.
“ I hear you,” I finally muttered. He let go of my arm, and I let out a sigh of relief. I feel the black and blue bruise coming. I’ll have to wear long sleeve shirts.
“ Come on,” He said. I turned on my heel, following him. He was walking to the backyard. Oh, Tristan, come. Come hang with us, don’t make me be with this evil man alone. He walked into the backyard and I followed him. He sat down on the steps, and I reluctantly sat down next to him. No one could see us, only if you actually came into the backyard yourself. “ You really need to clean yourself up, wear something nice tomorrow.”
“ I have to wear something with long sleeves,” I muttered.
“ Why?”
“ Because of the damn bruises you left on my arm,” I hissed. My face stung. I held my cheek. He slapped me.
“ Watch how you talk with me you fucking whore,” He said his face not even an inch away from mine. I held his stare biting my lip. “ You need to learn how to have respect,” He hissed in my face. I tried to lean away, and he grabbed my shoulders, holding me close to him. “ You need to start replying, are you an idiot! Do you not know how to speak?” He growled.
“ I heard you,” I said coldly. He let go of me, and I sat there staring off into space. I want to die. I want to commit suicide. It would be better than this.
“ tomorrow, you’re going to wear a short skirt, and a long sleeve turtle neck. Wear a pair of ankle boots, and straighten your hair with some makeup. Make yourself at least look good, you look like such slop,” he hissed. I nodded my head. He hit my arm hard. “ Do I get a reply?!”
“ Okay,” I muttered.
“ Good. I’ll be there to pick you up, and I will also drive you home.”
“ Did you go through my phone,” I asked suddenly.
“ Excuse me?” He said.
“ You heard me, did you go through my phone,” I said looking at him.
“ My phone, yes. You belong to me, so the phone does too.”
“ You deleted all my contacts!” I almost yelled. He grabbed my thigh, and pinched me. I grabbed his hand letting out a little gasp. It