Chapter 11Song for this chapter:Everything You Want - Vertical Horizon“But he means nothing to

Chapter 11

Song for this chapter:
Everything You Want - Vertical Horizon
“But he means nothing to you and you don’t know why.”

Vivian’s POV

★☆★

“I’ll still tutor you, we can forget it ever happened.” Luke’s voice is monotone.

My head snaps up towards him, surprised at what he just said, “Really?”

“Yeah,” he blinks, still showing no emotion.

I sigh, and sit back, thankful that he agreed to forget about it. I’m about to thank him, when he clears his throat.

“I, um forgot that I have to be home right now, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Luke stands up grabbing his bag.

My eyebrows furrow in confusion, “Okay, see you tomorrow…”

He nods, then turns around, and walks away quickly. What even just happened?

All of last night I spent pacing my room, listening to Luke’s voicemails and rereading his text messages. I thought out what I was going to say, and I thought that he would want the same thing. His agreement to just forget it all seemed forced. Why would it be though, there’s no way that he has feelings for me. I’mthe one that kissed him,and I don’t even have feelings for him.

Yes, I kissed him, but it was because of what I told Luke, I felt bad for him, that’s it, I don’t feel anything for Luke. At least that’s what I keep telling myself.

I shake those thoughts out of my head, and sigh. I really thought that after Luke agreed to forget about it, we would actually get some work done, I reallyneed to get some work done, and be tutored, but he took off. Why did he run off so fast? He was dead set on us studying after his detention.

That’s another thing that’s bothering me. It’s unfair that Luke gets detention, when he’s the one that got hit. Our schools policies are ridiculous.

I walk out of the library, and sigh, remembering that I told Julian not to wait up for me, and that I’d be busy for most of the late afternoon.

Zipping my jacket up all the way, and placing my hood on my head, even though it hardly covers any of my head. One of the perks of buying clothes from the woman’s department at any store. They’re always too small.

As I exit the school doors, I’m hit with a cold sprinkle of water. Just before I’ve exited the parking lot, a red car pulls up next to me, and the window rolls down. Calum sits in the drivers seat, leaning over to look out the window.

“Hey, you need a ride?” He calls over the sound of the rain, and his engine.

I shake my head, “No, my house isn’t too far away.”

Half of his face fills with a half grin, “Stop being so modest, you’re already drenched, get in.”

I sigh, but smile a little, then get in Calum’s car, instantly feeling warmer.

“Thanks.” I mumble.

“Anytime.” He smiles, and starts to drive away.

“Aren’t you supposed to be with Luke right now?” the tone of his voice is playful.

I blush, remembering that he saw us kissing.

“We were supposed to study for math after his detention, but he ran away in a rush, saying that he had to be home.”

Calum glances at me, “He just left?”

I nod, causing him to frown.

“That’s weird, and not like him. He was excited to be with you after school. I’ll talk to him about it.” he replies.

“Will you ask him if he plans on having a study session with me tomorrow, and have him text me?” I add.

“You have his number now, aye?” Calum’s smirk causes me to turn crimson.

“We had to contact each other somehow!” I defend, looking away from him.

Calum laughs, “I’m joking, yes, I’ll have him text you. This is you, right?”

I look out my window, and see that we are in fact at my house. I mentally sigh, but turn to Calum and smile.

“Yeah, thanks for the ride.”

He smiles back, “You’re welcome, I’ll talk to Luke, and figure this out.”

The way he’s so confident that he’ll figure it all out, makes me think that he knows something I don’t.

“Okay.. See you tomorrow.” I nod, and get out of his car.

I turn around and wave once I’m at the front door, he waves back then drives away. The fact that he actually offered me a ride, after hadn’t spoken to me ever, makes me think something is up.

I think of how he walked in on Luke and I kissing, and my cheeks heat up instantly. Was he being nice to me because of that?

This is so embarrassing

I think to myself as I enter my house. The smell off liquor hits my nose, but it stronger than usual.

“Sonya?” I call out, and she comes to me instantly.

“Yes miss Vivian?”

“Is she awake?” I question right away, walking into the kitchen.

“Your mother is awake miss Vivian, and she wants to speak to you.”

My stomach drops, “Why?”

Sonya shakes her head, “I do not know. She is in her bedroom, she asked for me to send you there when you got home.”

I bite on the inside of my lip, and nod. I needed to talk to her anyway, about my birthday party, that is in less than a week. What could she want to talk to meabout?

My mind rolls over every possibility as I walk up the stairs. Her bedroom door is wide open, and the stench of alcohol is even worse. I hold back the urge to throw up, and tap on the open door.

Mom’s lying on her bed with a half empty bottle in her hand. Her head moved to the door once she hears my knock.

“Vivian, why are you home so late? And why are you all wet?” She slurs, but is still able to make out complete sentences.

I cross my arms over my chest, “What did you want?”

She looks surprised, then frowns, “Why do you hate me so much Vivian? I’ve giving you everything, isn’t that what you want?”

I grit my teeth, “What did you want?”

I know that if I got into it with her today everything would finally come out, and I don’t need that right now, not when I’m so confused about Luke.

She sighs, “Your birthday is coming up, where do you want to have it?”

I mentally groan. Kenzie has been bugging me about my sweet sixteen party for the last week. she’s got everything planned out, how it’s going to be at my huge house, everyone will be invited, she’s hiring a DJ, it’s going to be “amazing.”

“Here. Kenzie has everything planned out, I just need you gone.”

She shakes her head, “No, no, no. This is my house, I will not let you throw a party here, and not be here.”

For someone who’s wasted she can think and speak extremely well. She’s probably just used to it.

I ball my fists, “Fine, but if you’re like this,” I throw my hands at her with disgust, “I will leave, and never come back.”

Her eyes widen, and she looks scared. It’s the first time I’ve made that threat, but I’ve been wanting to say it for so long.

“I’ll sober up by then.” She nods, still slurring her words.

“Yeah, I’m sure you will.” I roll my eyes, and walk if her door, ignoring her slurred calls of my name.

I throw all my things angrily on my bed, unzipping my bag and throwing everything out one by one.

“What did that calculator ever do to you?” Julian laughs, making me jump.

I turn around and see him leaning against my door frame, with his arms crossed against his chest.

“It drinks instead of solving its problems.” I mumble, continuing to empty out my bag.

Julian sighs, and makes his way over to me, sitting on my bed. I know he’s going to start lecturing me on how it’s her way to cope, and that I should be so hard on her.

“What’s going on with you and Luke?” His question takes me by complete surprise.

“Nothing…” I try to sound convincing, butI don’t even know what’s going on between us.

Julian scoffs, “Sure.”

I sigh and sit down on my bed next to him, pushing everything off of it. Julian scoots over closer to me, and puts his arm around my shoulders.

“I don’t even know what’s going on between Luke and I.” I mutter, laying my head on his shoulder.

“I mean, he started talking me out of the blue. At first I thought he was trying to get money, like Kenzie and everyone. But now I know that he wouldn’t do that. He’s so nice, and sweet. He’s also tutoring me in math, but today he just flipped out and took off. He’s so confusing.”

Julian’s quiet for a few moments.

“Viv, do you like this kid?”

My head snaps towards him, and I shake my head automatically.

“No!”

Julian grins, and pulls away from me so he can see me better.

“Yes you do.” He smirks.

“No I don’t.” I argue.

“Then why are you blushing?”

My hands instantly go to my cheeks, and I feel the heat instantly.

“I don’t like him, Julian.” I say seriously, looking him straight in the eye.

He smiles, but not in a cocky way. It’s a small knowing smile, “You may not now, but I know you’re getting there.”

With that, he walks out the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

There’s no way I like him. Yes, I kissed him, and I can’t stop thinking of the kiss. How soft his lips were, and the feeling of his cold lip ring against my own lips. How his warm hand ran through my hair, pulling it slightly.

I snap out of my trance finding myself standing alone in my bedroom, with my fingers to my lips.

What is he doing to me?

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The next morning in math, was extremely awkward. Luke would barley look at me, and when he did, he would immediately look away. I’m beginning to get fed up with him being nice to me, then rude, then avoiding me. I’m starting to think that this whole tutoring thing is a bad idea.

I plan on telling him that the tutoring is off when I see him after school, if he doesn’t run out on me again.

French was torture, as always. Trent would not stop touching me. He’d put his arm around my shoulders, and I’d shrug it off, then he’d put his hand on my leg, and I’d push his hand off. I can tell that he’s getting desperate, which makes me more nervous around him.

Kenzie just kept going on and on about how amazing my party is going to be. I keep forgetting about it, then she keeps reminding me. I’m not excited for it at all, I’m actually dreading it. Everyone will be at my house, with their attention on me, and worst of all my mom will be home.

One little thing could go wrong, and my family’s secret could be out. That would be one thing that I could not handle.

Now it’s lunch, and I’m sitting in between Trent and Kenzie, as usual. Trent’s got his arm around me, and I’ve given up trying to push him off. My eyes are glued on Luke’s table the whole time. His back is to me, so I can’t see his face. Calum sits across from him, and keeps looking at me.

He smiles softly, then turns back to Luke, his smile melting into a frown. Calum points my way, and Luke turns around. His eyes lock with mine, then he looks over and see’s Trent’s arm around my shoulders. He turns around without looking at my again, which makes me frown.

“Ooh! We should hire a clown!” Kenzie squeals as she continues to plan my party.

“That’s so little kidish, Kenz, she’s turning sixteen not twelve.” Melissa rolls her eyes.

“We should hire an exotic dancer.” Trent smirks, and I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

Kenzie laughs, “That would be great, but Viv’s mom is gonna be there.”

“Nah that’s alright, you’re mom is awesome.” Trent squeezes my arm.

“Yeah! She has the best fashion taste!” Melissa squeals.

They all start going on about how amazing my mother is, and all I want to do is stand up and shout,

She’s a drunk who’s husband is cheating on her, but she doesn’t care! She doesn’t do anything about it! She is fake when anyone but family is around, she is not awesome!

But I hold my tongue, of course.

Finally, the bell rings, and lunch is over. I immediately get up, glad to have English next, where the only person I talk to, is Annie, and she hates me, nearly as much as Ashton does.

I slump down into my seat, not wanting to work on the project. Today is the last day in class to work on it, and we haven’t gotten anything great written down about each other.

I look through my notes, reading how her favorite color is green, she loves Disney movies, and she plays the flute in the school marching band.

Her and Charlie are so perfect for each other. They’re best friend soul mates, and I’m so envious of that. What really makes me upset is how Annie treats me.

I never did anything to her, but I also never stopped my “friends” from doing stuff to her, so that may be a reason she’s so rude to me. I just want to be friends with her, but I’m pretty sure she hates me.

“Okay, so I want to get a good grade on this so we have to ask better questions.” Annie says once our teacher tells us to get to work.

I nod, and grab a pencil ready to write down any questions that come to mind.

“What’s one of your biggest fears?” Annie asks in a bored tone.

I swallow, not wanting to tell her my real answer, that love is my greatest fear.

“Um, spiders, you?”

She rolls her eyes, “Oh come on Vivian, you can do better than that, spiders I get, they’re creepy as hell, but what about your Prada bag getting ruined, or you maybe running out of money one day?” She teases me, and I grit my teeth, completely sick of people assuming that I care about that sort of thing.

“Okay, I’m terrified of falling in love. Because everyone thinks that your life is complete when you fall in love, but in reality, that’s when your life ends. You can either live on a cloud for your whole life, or you’ll get heartbroken, and that’s one of the greatest pains there is.”

Annie’s eyes widen, and she’s speechless.

“How about you?” I ask once again, my voice completely serious.

“I’m, a, scared, of uh really tight spaces, being buried alive and such. My parent’s say that it’s because my brothers locked me in a tiny closet when I was little, but I don’t know, it’s stupid.” She looks down at her hands.

“No, it’s not. If you’re scared of it, it’s just a part of you, it’s not stupid at all.” I write down her fear.

Annie does’t say anything, she just stares at her paper, looking deep in thought.

“So, do you have a favorite number?”

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Authors note:

so it’s been nearly two weeks since I updated this, and I’m sorry. My lame excuse is that my life is extremely busy, so I rarely have the time to write.

This chapter sucked, and I’m not too proud of it, but the next few will be better hopefully.

I’VE GOT SOME NEWS

I am writing a new fanfic! (also why this took so long to update)

It’s called Forgotten Memories, and it’s a Michael fic. I’m so excited to write it! I’ve got some great ideas for it. Go check it out and give it some votes!

I wills till hopefully be updating this frequently though, I’ve got the next few chapters planned out so I won’t lose interest in writing the story

Hope you have a great day/night/life.

Hugs & Kisses

-Hannahxx