Chapter Twenty-Eight

Nya's Point Of View:

I woke up and slowly opened my eyes. I realized that I was in my room. Everything rushed in my head, Jake, Ben and the fight. I pressed my eyes closed and took a deep breath. Try to forget for today. I told myself before standing up. I took a bath and wore a mid-thing summer dress. I wanted to look girly and looked like daddy's girl. I tied my hair in a high ponytail and wore ballerina's shoes. I smiled at myself in the mirror and walked downstairs with a smile. Keep that smile! My mind screeched. I didn't want my father to get worried unnecessarily.

As I walked in the kitchen, the smell of pancakes hit my node making my mouth water. I saw Martha making the pancakes while dad was sitting and reading a magazine. "Good morning" I greeted making both of the turned their head to me.

"Morning" they wished in unison. I kissed my father's cheek and took place next to him. "You need help?" I asked with a smile.

"Oh no thanks sweetheart" Martha said pushing a plate with pancakes in front of me. I smiled and took a bite.

"It's delicious!" I exclaimed as my father chuckled. "I accept you!" I yelled giving her a hug making Martha blush and my father laugh. She say with us and we all started eating and talking. She was really great and easy to talk with. Everything was going fine until my father brought on a subject I didn't want to go.

"Your mom told me that you had a fight with your boyfriend" my dad said now with serious voice.

"Yeah I did" I replied in a monotone hinting that I didn't want to talk about that right now.

"Why?" my dad asked making me sigh.

"Dave! Just eat! Stop bothering her!" Martha scolded my dad. I chuckled as my dad took a pancake and nodded.

"Damn dad, you're whipped" I said laughing out loud.

"Language!" my dad scolded as he glared at me. I laughed even harder at his face. Martha joined me as my father ignored us and continued on reading. I was happy with them. After so many years, I've finally seen my father happy. I wasn't realizing that I stopped crying and I had tears in my eyes.

"What's the matter sweetheart?" Martha asked looking worried. My father looked at me wearing the same expression.

"Tear of joy!" I reassured. "I'm happy to see you smiling and laughing dad" I told him, tears rolling down my cheek. My dad smiled as well as Martha and he engulfed me into a hug.

"I love you Nya" my dad said kissing my forehead. Even if my parents weren't together, I felt like I had the perfect family now. My father was back. He wasn't the money minded man that he was.

"Love you too dad" I said and we all continued to eat and talk.

It's been a few days, Four days exactly I've been here. I decided to go for a walk in the neighborhood and meet some of my friends. I put on my earphones and walked down the road. I walked to one of my friends and knocked on the door. I hummed the song that I was listening too while waiting for John to open the door. The door opened to reveal a half-naked sexy guy. His six pack was at view but it wasn't better than Jake's. "Still don't know what a shirt is?" I asked teasingly and I chuckled at I saw his jaw opened.

"What? What are you doing here?!" he yelled and without waiting for me to answer, he pulled me in a hug.

"Visit dad" I answered against his chest and I pulled away as I was feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"I missed you as hell" he said taking my hand in his. I smiled but I pulled my hand slowly pretending to take out my ear phone out of my ear. He smiled and pulled me in his house. He told me to sit on the couch and he sat next to me.

"John! Put on a shirt!" I exclaimed with a chuckle.

"But you like to look!" he exclaimed childishly as I smacked his arm. "So tell me! What's new?" he asked.

"I had a fight with my boyfriend. I needed some time and space" I told him with a shrug. He pulled me in a hug and pulled away with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, it's going to be okay" he said reassuringly. "Matt would be coming in a few minutes" he said excitedly.

"Who's Matt?" I asked confusingly.

"My boyfriend" he replied casually. Well, I think I dropped something, yeah, my jaw.

"You're gay?" I asked my eyes going wide.

" Yeah" he said sheepishly.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

"I wasn't sure!" he said.

"How's he?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows.

"Hot!" he replied dreamily. I chuckled at his facial expression. "What about Jake?" he asked looking at me with a smile.

"Drop dead Handsome" i replied. I took my phone out of my pocket and showed him a picture of Jake. I chuckled when I saw his expression. Yeah, it was a picture of Name shirtless at the beach.

"Wow!" he breathed as I rolled my eyes and shoved my phone back in my back pocket. "Where did you get this one?" he asked with a smile on his face.

"My neighbor" I replied. I was feeling proud because Jake was my boyfriend but I felt a pinch in my heart when I heard his harsh words again in my head. Maybe I over reacted or maybe not. I simply damn confuse. "I love him" I said more to myself as I felt my eyes become teary. I missed him so much.

"Oh baby, if you love him, go back to him" he said as he wrapped his arms around me in a comforting hug.

"I don't know John" I said as one tear rolled down my cheek. "I'm so hurt that he didn't trust me" I told him.

"Don't you think you're over reacting?" he asked me softly.

"I don't know!" I said a bit annoyed by the fact that maybe he was right. "It just hurt a lot" I replied.

"Then return back to him" he said as a matter of fact. "I'm sure it's hurting him more than it's hurting you" he said trying to sound mature. But the thought of John being mature make me want to laugh.

"When did you grow up?" I asked teasingly.

"Since I met Matt" he replied casually making my eyes wide opened by his bluntness.

"He must be really special" I commented as he nodded enthusiastically.

After that little meeting with John, I returned back home and got into my room. Damn, I was missing Jake so much. I wanted to call him and tell him that everything is going to be alright but I felt so hurt. I know that it's weird. I took my phone and decided to call Shane. It’s been a while I haven't call him. After two rings, he answered. "Hey" he replied in a cheery voice. "You're coming back?" he asked hope feeling his voice.

"No" I replied instantly. I was planning on staying one more week as it was fun and relaxing to spend time with my dad and Martha.

"When are you coming back?" he asked in a serious and annoyed tone.

"I don't know" I replied. He sighed and I heard loud steps being taken in the background. "What's happening?" I asked curiously.

"Nothing, Talk to you later" Shane said quickly and without listening to me, he ended the call.

Jake's Point Of View:

Shane was sprawled on the couch with Drake by his side. Damn, I felt so drained. For the first time of my life, I have so much importance to a girl. I love Nya. I need her back. I wanted to take her back in my arms and kissed her. I wanted her back by my side. She was like a damn drug. I was addicted to her. My head were in my hands. Drake and Shane were annoyed with me, Saying that I should chill and give Nya time. But I gave her four freaking days! I can't take it anymore. I feel like I'm going to explode. Shane's phone started to ring. I sighed thinking that is was probably Peyton who I need to say, call him every ten minutes. Shane's face brightened up and when he mouthed 'Nya' to me, I jumped off my seat and pushed Drake away so that I was just next to the phone.

"Hey! You're coming back?" Shane asked with a smile on his face.

"No" she breathed instantly making Shane take a sharp breath and I fucking wanted to scream at her and to take her ass back home. I needed her.

"When are you coming back?" Shane asked seriously.

"I don't know" she said. Shane's head snapped in my direction and he sighed. He knew that I was going I explode. My jaw was clenched. I wanted to break things! It was my way to vent my anger. I stood up and walked to my room. "What's happening?!" Nya's voice echoed in the house. You fucking left! My mind screeched. My eyes were teary. I punched the door. I felt damn weak and vulnerable. She told me that she wouldn't fucking hurt me. I saw my bat of baseball and let's say that this is when hell broke loose. I took the bat and crashed all the pictures on the nightstand. Damn it felt good! I started crashing everything. I heard Shane and Drake yelling for me to stop and asking me to calm down. I let the bat out of my hand and sank my body beside my bed. One tear rolled down my cheek making me punch the wall with all my strength. The pain immediately shoot from my knuckles and blood started oozing out. I wasn't in mood to talk to anyone. I didn't want to get the hell out of my room so I ignored the begging of my mother and Drake asking me to open the door. I sat on the floor my eyes fixated on the room in front of mine. Nya's room.