The Boy Next Door

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

I woke up on Thursday morning with a major headache. I knew it was from crying all night, and when I looked in the mirror, I looked like hell. There was a new bruise on the side of my cheek, and my eyes were bloodshot and puffy.

I did my best with my makeup and went to Will's house. I looked at his face and grimaced. The bridge of his nose was black and blue. It looked like he got hit really hard. I felt so guilty when I looked at his face, but he still looked hot, in a beaten up kind of way.

"I am so sorry, Will. I never wanted this to happen. That's why I told you to stay away." I said while trying to hold back more tears.

"Don't be sorry, I knew what I was getting myself into." He said and kissed my cheek.

"You really are amazing." I said to him.

He smiled and took my hand in his. The whole day people kept asking me why I broke up with Jace, and I lied to them saying that it just didn't work out. They were all shocked that the "it" couple did not make it. I didn't care though; they would get over, just like I would. It was going to be hard to forget him, but I knew that that was the right idea.

I dropped Will off at his house, and I told him that I needed some time alone, but he could come over later. I went into the kitchen, and I called my mom.

"What is it Skylar?" my mom asked with annoyance.

"Mom, something happened." I told her while crying. I hoped that she would try to comfort me.

I heard her sigh. "Let me get your father on here."

I waited for her to get my dad on the line.

"Yes Skylar?" I heard my dad say. It's been forever since I actually had a long conversation with them.

"You know Jace?" I asked into the phone.

"You interrupted our work to discuss boys?" I practically heard my dad rolling his eyes. I started to get angry.

"No actually! I'm talking about how my boyfriend of one year was beating me every day, and I had no way to stop it. He finally got arrested last night because of our new neighbor Will. I know how much you guys hate me, but I just really need you guys right now. Please." I begged into the phone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but we are in New York, and we can't go home. I'm really sorry that happened." My mother said through the phone. I heard the phone click, signaling that the conversation was over.

I stared at the phone in shock. I knew they hated me, but not that much. They didn't even say goodbye. It was stupid of me to call them; I knew they wouldn't care.

There was just something in my heart that wanted it to work out. I wanted them to come home and tell me that everything was going to be fine and that they loved me. I am seriously an idiot. I needed to stop thinking the best of people. First Jace, and now my parents.

I couldn't help it, I started bawling. I felt like such a baby; I've been crying so much this week. I heard my front door open, and then Will had me in his arms.

"What happened?" he asked worriedly.

"I called my parents." I cried into his chest.

"Tell me what happened." He said while rubbing my back.

"They hate me. They never talk to me anymore. Ever since my brother Michael died in a car crash, they wanted nothing to do with me. That's why I'm always alone. I called them to tell them what happened with Jace, and they didn't even care; they just hung up." I sobbed.

I could tell Will was mad. "So they let their sixteen year old daughter live alone? They don't even care when she gets hurt? What kind of parents are they?" he yelled.

"It's ok. I'm over it. I don't care anymore. Just stay with me, please?" I asked trying to calm him down.

It did. "Sure. It's late, you should get to bed." He said while carrying me to my bed.

I went into the bathroom and got dressed in my pajamas. I walked back in my room, and Will was sitting on the edge of my bed with his hands on his head.

"You ok." I asked while sitting next to him.

"Yeah, let's just get to bed." He said.

I finally noticed that he had taken his shirt off. I looked at his muscles, and I almost felt myself drooling. I quickly composed myself and went under the covers.

I felt Will climb in next to me. He wrapped his arm around me, and I felt his bare stomach on my back. I turned around to face him.

"I can't believe you're actually being so nice to me. I can't thank you enough, seriously." I said gratefully.

I heard him chuckle. "You don't need to thank me, seriously. I'm doing this because I want to, not because I have to."

I snuggled closer to him and closed my eyes. I fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.

I had a dream that Jace came back. Well not that he came back, but that Will never came. Life was hell without him, and Jace was the same person he was before Will came. I was in the middle of another beating from Jace, when I woke up screaming. I felt two arms around me, and I started to scream louder.