**Annabelle**
The resentment on my mum’s face prevailed even in the dark. My dad was not exempted from this as well, they gazed at me like they were disappointed or something, I couldn’t speak, I could barely keep the tears threatening to spill at bay.
“Let me guess, you’ve taken this man’s money to give to us right?” Her voice inoculated with such distaste, she scoffed afterwards.
“No mom,” I called out, trying to touch her, she slapped my hands off, and stood up.
“You’ve insulted us painfully, from today Annabelle, you are no longer our daughter. You can fall down, and die, I wouldn’t care.” Mom spat out, and dad followed.
“Dad please,” I begged, he trailed his eyes on my body, shook his head, and walked out of the room. My eyes darted towards the manager, he obviously pitied me. I sniffled, swallowing every tear daring to fall off. I scowled at Fallon with such hatred like never, and raved out of the bank. As I ran away, the tears spilled out. I kept them in for so long they gushed out none-stop.
“My parents renounced me,” I thought crying even harder. I walked, and wandered. I didn’t care where I sauntered to, I just wanted to get as far away from here as humanly possible.
“It’s all his fault.” I sobbed lightly.
“All his fault,” I muttered under my breath. I continued walking for hours, my foot was beginning to get soiled, but I didn’t care, I just wanted to get lost or missing. Anything that sent me far away from here. My phone started ringing, I scanned, and he was calling. Opening the phone, I took the sim card out, doing in it away in outrage. I placed my phone in my bag, and continued walking.
Hours later, it was getting dark, and I didn’t have a clue where I was, I checked the Google map asking for directions back home, it showed about 4 hours while walking, did I really walk that long?. I shrugged, swiveled back, and started walking.
An hour later, I couldn’t move. My feet stung so badly. I noticed I was in a park, or at least that’s what it showed, I took a seat on a bench sobbing quietly, it hurt so badly. I thought about sleeping there, but I couldn’t. I rested for a while, and sprung back up, it hurt so badly, regardless of that, I didn’t care. I would make it home myself, I had to.
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My door was in sight, I staggered nearly falling to the ground, I was beyond limping, practically dragging my feet along the ground. I finally got to my door, my hands were shaking as I pulled the keys out, twisted the knob, and fell inside.
“Annabelle!” My vision was blurry, I clearly saw him rushing towards me, picking me up like I weighed nothing, closed the door behind me, and took me upstairs. I tried to protest, every part of me was hurting, so I let him. He kicked my door opener and dropped me on the bed.
*****
I blinked my eyelids regaining consciousness, something scented delicious, I just didn’t know what. I jumped out of bed noticing I was still wearing my clothes. I checked the time, and it was two pm, I nearly slept through the day. My feet didn’t hurt that much, but I still couldn’t walk properly. I lipped downstairs, the scent was coming from the kitchen, I walked towards it noticing Fallon trying some pancakes wearing an apron. I leaned against the door staring at him.
“What are you going here!” I was so exhausted, my voice was barely audible.
“Are you crazy! Go back to bed!” He exclaimed, I could barely stand. I tried to regain my balance.
“Get out Fallon.”
“Yeah, I know you hate me but please, you need to rest.” He walked towards me, picked me up like a feather.
“Fallon, put me down.”
“I will,” He trailed off taking me back upstairs.
“I’m so sorry.” He said as he laid me on the bed once more.
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I woke up feeling no pain at all, my feet didn’t hurt, my back didn’t ache. My stomach simply rumbled. It was seven pm, and I stretched in bed. There was a note lying in bed.
*Call me when you wake up.**
**Fallon.**
I tore it in pieces strutting up, and there was another one.
“Yeah, you ripped that one. Call me.” I hissed loudly ignoring it. Suddenly, my phone started ringing.
“Didn’t I throw that sim away?” I wondered, I picked it up immediately.
“Since you probably ignored the second one, I got you a new sim, and I’m on my way to your place.” I hung up immediately. He called back.
“Fuck off Fallon, leave me alone! Haven’t you ruined my life enough?” I said in a hurt tone.
“I’m at your doorstep.” He responded, I groaned stomping downstairs. I got to the door, opened it. He was standing there with a plain look, I raised my hands and smacked him across the cheeks.
“That’s for being a pain in the ass.” I said, he got inside, then closed the door behind me.
“Yeah, I deserve it. And more.” He adds in a somber tone. I slapped him again, putting my energy into it.
“That’s for causing me misery.” He nodded slowly refusing to react.
“That’s for making my parents despise me.” I added sobbing lightly. A drop of tear actually rolled down my cheeks.
“Annabelle, I’m sorry.” He held my hands trying to calm me down.
“You’re fucking sorry doesn’t change a thing, I’m still disowned, I’m still in pain, so don’t tell me sorry Fallon. Don’t!” I yelled in anger.
“I know but, q”
“I regret knowing you, I regret meeting you, I regret dating you, and I sure as hell fucking regret falling in love with you.” I spat out, I turned around determined to get away for me, maybe cry my eyes out a little and go back to bed. He spurned me around crushing our bodies together.
“You regret falling in love with me?” He inquired, with a ruptured voice at the end.
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