I Hate That I Love You - Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Nara's POV

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My heart was racing the entire drive to the McLaughlin house. I tried to focus on not vomiting in their car. Nothing seemed right or real. The only thing I wanted to do was sink out of the car. When we pulled up to the house, I tried my best to conceal my panic attack on the verge of happening. Everyone hopped out of the car.

Run. Do it now. Get out while you can. These were the thoughts screaming in my mind. Still my legs moved me towards the door. Rhett held the door while everyone filed into the house. I glanced up to him and he smiled at me.

"Please sit." Rhett motioned to the couch.

I sat down without a word and looked around. Both of their houses were so nice. It was the type of house I always pictured myself living in.

Rhett and Link went to the other side of the living room and were talking to Jessie. She looked at me with concern over Link's shoulder. I looked down immediately and tried to ignore the fact that they were telling her that I was a homeless teen.

Jessie walked over to me and hugged me tight. I hugged back. I felt emotionally numb.

"We are going to handle this, okay?" Jessie looked me in the yes.

I looked down again, avoiding eye contact. I nodded.

"I...I don't know what to say." I stuttered, still looking down.

"You're going to sleep here tonight." Jessie smiled at me.

"Uh..okay."

She touched the side of my head and walked away.

Link and his kids had to go back home, so they said their goodbyes and left.

Jessie went to put the kids to bed and Rhett brought me a pillow and blankets.

"Sorry, we would have you sleep in the guest room, but its under construction and really messy." he smiled.

"It's fine. Thanks." I took the stuff from him.

I went to set up my bed, when Rhett started doing it for me.

"You really don't have to do that." I rubbed the back of my neck.

"It's no problem. You're a guest in our house and i'm just trying to be a good host." he laughed.

I cracked a side grin. He sat on the edge of the couch and looked at me.

"Look," he said quietly to me.

I looked up at him slowly.

"You're going to be okay. We are here to help."

I nodded softly at him.

"Goodnight, Nara." Rhett patted me on the shoulder.

"Night." I spoke quietly.

Rhett left the room and turned off the last light on his way to his room. I laid down and stared at the ceiling. My mind was everywhere. I closed my eyes and tried to get some rest.

It was no use, though. I tried to sleep, but I just physically couldn't. At around 5:45 am, I gave up trying to sleep and got up, grabbing my phone and board. I walked out the front door and sat on the front steps. It was quiet and peaceful on the neighborhood street. The pavement looked smooth and perfect, so I decided to skate around the cul-de-sac. The wheels flowed along the ground and I felt peaceful.

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