Come Waste Away With Me

“It must have been someone drunk dialing from her phone, I swear.” I pleaded to a very pissed off Mason.
“Why don’t I think I can believe you?” He raised his hand over his head causing me to flinch.
“I promised you I deleted all of their numbers.” My voice was weaker than I wanted it to be.
He dropped his hand to his side. “Fine, call your little friend back and tell them not to call you again. Ever. Understand?” I nodded. “Good, now I have to get to work.”
I held my breath as he leaned down to kiss my cheek. “Have a good day.”
I watched him leave and walk down the street before I knew it was safe. Last night was horrible. Some guy called my phone: Mason answered it. The guy on the phone began to curse him out and scream into the phone. I could only hear a muffled voice on the other line. But Mason’s face set in fury when he hung up the phone. He took his rage out on me; fresh bruises covered my face and body. I shuttered thinking about it. I began to shake; my breathing became rigid. I knew I had to call the number back and face whoever called. But I couldn’t find the strength to hit the button to redial the ten digit number. The walk to the bathroom was long, I couldn’t stop thinking about who called but I decided to shower first. At least the shower should calm me down.
The water burned my skin when I stepped under it. The water made the cut on my lip sting. I ignored the stinging and began to clean myself off. Even though showers tend to hurt from scrubbing all the bruises, they were my only escape from reality. It is also the place where I break down because I am now trapped here. I know I have only been here about a week but it has felt like months. I can never leave. I was too afraid to eve try; he has threatened me in more ways than one. I reluctantly turned off the shower and stepped out. I dried off before putting on a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt to hide the ugly bruises that were forced onto my skin. About ten minutes later I put the finishing touches of foundation on my face to hide the nasty purple marks. That was enough with the make up for now; it’s not like anyone would see me anyway.
The contact that called was under the name ‘Amber’. I don’t remember who I switched to that name. I pressed call.
Ring.
My breath caught in my throat.
Ring.
My body began to shake from nervousness. Please don’t let this be Austin.
“Hello?” A tired muffled voice spoke through the speakers. I knew who it was instantly. As I heard the familiar voice my breathing came to a complete halt.
“Hi.” I breathed.
“Ariana!” I could practically hear the sleep leave his voice. There was a thump in the background. “Ow.” I guessed he probably hit his head on the bunk.
I couldn’t help the giggle that passed through my lips. “Are you okay?”
“Are you coming back? Where are you? Who was that guy that answered the phone? Why did you leave?” The last question made my heart break again. He sounded so alone and empty.
“I shouldn’t have called: I have to go.” My stupid voice shook as I spoke the words.
“No don’t hang up! Please!” He sounded like a child.
“Forget I called you; don’t call me.” I squeezed my eyes closed. Alan help me please. I need your help. I never wanted to leave. I was forced by Mason. Come help me! But I couldn’t bring myself to say those words. I hurt for me to say the words I said. “I told you not to call Alan.”
“I know but I was piss drunk last night, I wasn’t thinking straight. I needed to hear your voice.” So he was drunk when he called that is not a good sign.
“You can’t do that anymore.” I knew his drinking can get out of hand.
“Why the hell should I be taking orders from you? You aren’t here.” He paused. “I honestly don’t remember all of this week and I like it that way.”
“Alan.” I warned. “I’m not coming back. Get used to it. Don’t drink yourself to death; you are better than that.”
“You are a coward you know.” He snapped. “I thought you were better than that.”
I looked at myself in the mirror that stood in front of me. It was almost like the word coward was tattooed on my forehead. I covered my mouth with my free hand to try to stop the sob from escaping my throat. He was right. How pathetic am I? “You are right.”
“I didn’t mean that.”
“But it’s true!” I couldn’t help but cry.
“Please come home.” Home.
“I can’t.” I felt helpless. “I’m sorry.”
“Ari, don’t hang up.” He begged.
“Did you read my letter?” He stayed quiet for about two minutes. “If you nodded I can’t see you.”
“I guess you are right.” He laughed dryly. “I did.”
“Everything I wrote on there was and still is true. I wish I could have said it in person but I had to leave. I don’t expect you to understand but please don’t be mad at me or yourself.”
“I could never be mad at you.” He sighed.
“I love you Alan.”
“Ari-” He began but I cut him off.
“Don’t say anything. Bye Alan Ashby.” I hit the end button before he could even reply. I let the tears flow violently down my cheeks. I told him I love him. I told Alan Ashby that I love him. He is my brother’s best friend and he probably doesn’t feel the same way. Why would he? I told that to the one I left. I will never see him again. Maybe that is for the better so I can’t be humiliated. My phone beeped bringing me from my thoughts. I prayed it was Alan calling or texting me but it was only a twitter notification. Might as well check it.
Josie Monroe @josiecozy
@aricariebear I miss you come back, there is work to be done.
If only I could come back. I had another mention.
Dave Penington @davetheflirt
I miss you and I miss flirting with you! Come back!
I can’t come back. Why can’t they get that? Frowning I scrolled down reading more tweets.
Austin Carlile @austincarlile
Sorry for letting you guys down but we are back!
I smiled knowing he will be okay. I refreshed the page staring at the tweet that was made 54 seconds ago. My phone fell from my hands coming to contact with the floor. I picked it up with shaky hands.
Alan Ashby @alanashby
I love you too…

Notes

I am so so so sorry for not updating! I have had so much going on recently and school has taken up all my free time.
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