“Why would you do that?”
“Because it’s time.”
“Hails, he’ll come around,” she says sounding hopeful.
“No, he won’t. I overheard him with Brody; he doesn’t have those feelings for me anymore. He moved on and told Brody I need to do the same. Then he went to call our house stupid, so I told him to sell the stupid house,” I say as the first tear falls.
“You love that house.”
“I used to love the man that was to live in it with me too, but shit doesn’t always work out the way we want it to,” I say, as I wipe the few fallen tears.
“I’m sure he’ll let you stay in it for however long you want.”
“I don’t want to,” I snap, “I’d rather live in a cardboard box,” I state, as I finish throwing clothes in my bag.
“You can’t drive that far being pissed off Hails.” Kenz says worriedly.
“I’ll be fine. I’m thankful I left my car here.”
“It’s getting late out, why not wait until morning to drive?”
“Because I need to start packing, I need out. This way, if I drive through the night I’ll have more time to pack tomorrow,” I say as I zip up my bag. “Kenzie I love you, and I’ll call you when I get there.”
“I love you too, please be careful,” she says as I head toward the stairs. I tell my parents a quick fib as to why I’m leaving and hug them goodbye before rushing to my car to throw my bag in.
I pull out of the driveway and see Brody talking to Liam and his girlfriend; I don’t bother to wave. Instead, I continue on my way to get the hell out of here as fast as I can.
Chapter Three
Driving ten hours by myself during the middle of the night is not fun. There’s no traffic, but it sucks. My phone’s been ringing off the hook since I sent Quinn a text message filling her in. She’s going to be leaving tomorrow to head back to help me pack. Brody and Liam have been blowing up my phone. So has Kenzie, to apologize for the guys pulling it out of her as to where I went. Deciding, I’ve had enough I turn my phone off and continue on the long ass drive.
By the time I pull into the driveway, it’s going on 6:30 a.m. I’m exhausted, but you wouldn’t be able to tell considering the amount of caffeine I’ve had during the drive here. I grab my bags and head inside, deciding I’ll start with my bedroom first. I grab some trash bags and head up to my room. Going into the closet, I pull item after item off the hangers throwing them into the bag.
After about an hour, everything is in bags from my closet. Another hour goes by and my room is pretty much all in garbage bags. Heading into the bathroom to do the same thing, I run into Liam in the hallway. I look up at him, startled.
“What the hell are you doing?” Liam asks, looking all sorts of pissed off.
“What are you doing here?”
“Making sure you made it here alive. Now, what the hell are you doing?” he asks as he pierces me with cold blue eyes.
“I’m packing,” I say as I turn around ignoring him.
“You are the most stubborn ass woman I’ve ever met,” he shouts.
“As you can see I’m fine, so you can leave now.”
“Why wouldn’t you answer when I called?”
“Same reasons you never answered my calls Liam,” I seethe, angry that he’s here right now.
“I was pissed at you.”
“Well the feeling is mutual,” I say with a glare.
“We need to talk,” he says in a calmer voice.
“I heard everything I needed to hear. We don’t need to talk anymore,” I say, as I turn to continue packing.
“Damn it, woman,” he says as he walks over to me, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
“Put me down,” I yell, trying to kick free while punching at his back. It doesn’t take long for him to throw me down on the bed, “Oomph.”
“We are going to talk whether you like it or not,” he says, piercing me with those sexy blue eyes. Damn him.
“About what?” I ask heatedly.
“You don’t have to move out, you know that. This is your house,” he says much calmer now.
“I don’t want it.”
“Fine, how about you live in it until you graduate, and then we’ll figure things out from there,” he says looking hopeful.
“No.”
“Why not?” he asks flustered.
“I don’t want to live here.”
“You’ve been living here Hails, why is it any different now?”
“Because you tried to give it to me.”
“Fine, I won’t give it to you.”
“You’re damn straight you won’t,” I fire back.