C2 Chapter 2.

Averys POV

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I hastily picked up my phone to see that I have no missed calls or texts from my parents, how come? Did they not notice that I wasn't home all night? What's going on. Whenever my brother didn't call they would panic and freak out and he didn't even live at home. My brother had a job and a life of his own yet they would freak out if they didn't hear from him at least once a week.

The lack of contact from my parents confused me, but they probably had a good reason.

As I scrolled down I saw that I had texts and calls from Lydia, my best friend. I could understand why she would be worried as we talked every day, but yesterday I hadn't called her and she had been at work until late that night. As I scroll even more I see that I have missed texts and calls from Liam. And like a slap to the face, all the events of last night come running back to me, the touching and kissing, the other woman and the running.

I got up on my feet and saw what seems like a bright light coming from my left. So I walk towards it and as it turns out it was the way back to the village. As I reach out of the woods the light is gone. I wonder what it was? It was probably just the sun reflecting onto something.

I walked slowly with my arms just hanging there by my sides. As I reach my house, I realize my hair must look like a bird's nest because that's what it feels like when I touch my head. I'm just about to unlock the door when I realize it's already open, I slide the door open with a feeling of distress in my body. But there they were, sitting by the kitchen table drinking coffee, as I walk in they both turn to me, and shock is written all over their faces, not because of the way I looked or the fact that I hadn't been home, but because of the fact that I was home.

”Avery? What are you doing here?” My mother asked me with a shake in her voice.

”Seriously? I haven't been home all night and this is your reaction to seeing me?” I could feel my eyes tearing up and I forced myself to hold back the crying, but my voice had already given me away.

”I just thought—” My mother didn't finish the sentence as my father grabbed her arm in a warning.

They looked at each other and like something had clicked, both their faces altered. As if putting up a facade or a mask of sorts. They quickly rose from their seats and came running to me.

”We are so happy to see you, darling.” My father said as they both hugged me.

I stood there in shock knowing there was something going on but without permission, my mouth took control

” Liam was with another woman.” I could feel my face not making a single movement, my eyes blank as if I were dead.

They pulled back and looked at each other again, then back at me with little to no emotion in their eyes whatsoever.

”Sweetheart we are so sorry to hear that. Have you broken up with him?” My mother didn't look all too shocked but then again perhaps she saw something I didn't because I loved him.

Without answering her question I turned around and started taking slow steps towards the staircase.

As I made my way up the staircase I could hear my mom calling out for me but just barely, I had closed out her voice and didn't stop walking, as I made it upstairs I turned left and walked down the small hallway, I walked past my sisters' room, my parents' room and the bathroom as I finally got to my room.

I opened the door and went straight to my bed, crawled under the comforter, and just laid there.

For three days I just laid there. I dint eat. I didn't talk and didn't react to what anyone was doing or saying to me. I just laid there, under my blanket staring at the ceiling. I felt like everything was over like my life was ruined.

Then I smell how the scent of perfume fills my room, I knew that scent, I knew it because I was the one that had bought him the perfume.

It came from Liam.

He took a seat on my bed and took my hand. I automatically jerked my hand back to my chest as I sat up and looked at him

"Hey babe how--" I didn't let him finish, I cut him off because I didn't want any excuses and I will not pretend like I didn't see what I saw.

"Who is she, Liam?" I asked him with tears in my eyes. I hadn't cried since the day I saw them, and crying now, in front of him was the last thing I wanted, but apparently, I wasn't the one in charge.

"Who is who babe?"

Babe?

BABE?

He has no right to call me that anymore.

"Who was the girl you were making out with, in town the other day!?" I couldn't conceal my anger nor my pain.

"oh, you saw that did you" What? he wasn't gonna try to defend himself? to tell me I'm crazy? was he gonna deliver the truth on a fucking silver platter like it was NOTHING?

"Her name is Nadia, I've known her for a while, she works at the farm with her father..." His eyes went around the room before landing back at me. He scratched the back of his neck.

I just sat there and waited for him to continue.

"Avery...I love her..."

And there it goes. My heart. Breaking, all over again.

"Go..." I didn't want him here, I never wanted to see his face again, I never wanted to feel his touch, I wanted every memory of him erased from my mind.

He got up and walked to the door, but before exiting, he turns around and looks at me.

"I'm sorry Aves, about everything"

His last words before he left. He didn't put up a fight. It was as if he couldn't wait to get out of here, and back to her.

I laid in my bed the following week, eating nothing but soup.

Until one day she storms into my room, slamming the door shut behind her, and slams herself down on my bed. Ladies and gentlemen, leave it to Lydia to make an entrance.

"Get up, he is NOT worth you missing out on life! So get up, get dressed, I'll pick something out for you."

Her eyes glistened as if she had a devious plan in mind. Her red long curly hair flared across her back as she was digging in my closet.

She picks out a short, backless dress with a slit and a pair of high heel black pumps and throws the clothes onto the bed.

" Get. Dressed." She insisted. I looked at the clothes and then back at her with lifted brows. Her energy somehow got me up off the bed and put a smile on my face. I was lucky to have her in my life. I got dressed and Lydia did my hair and my makeup.

I couldn't remember the last time I looked this pretty.

We went downstairs and tell my parents that we were going out. They looked at me as if they were trying to remember how I looked. They scared me with pity in their eyes but what is that I see? happiness?

Upon seeing my reaction their faces, yet again, change. They look at me with a serious look at both of them.

"Have fun sweetheart and be careful." my mother said before swallowing hard like she was holding back something. My father looked at me and nodded at what my mother had just said. We then went out and jumped into Lydias' car and drove off.

"Where is this party?" We had been driving for one hour and I was getting worried we were lost, I also wanted to be able to make it home in case something were to happen.

"Don't worry, we're almost there." For some reason, Lydias' naturally happy nature could always calm me whenever I got too nervous.

As we drove in on a supported pathway through the woods I could begin to hear the music.

The house was was old yet beautiful and I knew the owners. They must be having a moving-in party, my parents were good friends with the couple that owned the house and they had just moved in. The facade was a rusty brown ash color and in the front of the door there were two big peelers, in between there were three steps of stone that lead to the two-door entrance.

Inside it was like walking into a castle, the hallway was big and magnificent and on the roof, precisely in the middle, there was a big chandelier. We presided to the bar and as we were walking I got a strange feeling that someone was following me.

I felt a chill run down my spine. But not in a bad way.