Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 50

I stared at myself in the mirror for a while, before I washed my hands and left the bathroom. I ran into Sean at the top of the stairs.

"Are you mad?" he asked, and I could smell the alcohol on his breath from where I was standing.

"Just a bit."

"He's an asshole, don't mind him."

"It's hard no to though."

"Let me tell you a secret." He whispered, and I stepped closer so he could lean down and whisper in my ear.

"I really like you Dani."

I immediately stepped back in horror.

"You're fucked up." I mumbled. "Your girlfriend is right downstairs."

"So? She's about to pass out."

"I'm not going to have sex with you. Your brother is my boyfriend and-"

He didn't let me finish because he pressed his lips to mine quite forcefully. I pushed him away but he kept me close with a tight grip on my hips.

"Let me go Sean."

"No." he mumbled and started kissing my neck.

I kneed him in the groin and he let out a high-pitched scream as he fell to the floor on his knees.

"Idiot." I told him and ran downstairs, grabbing my jacket from the hanger in the process.

"I want to go home." I told Luke, who was leaning back against the couch with his eyes closed.

He opened them and looked at me quite pissed off.

"Then leave."

"But you're driving."

"If you want to leave, then you're going to walk home on your own."

"Fine. Fuck you. We're over."

He flipped me off and I couldn't believe this was how we would end things. After over three months, this is how he chose to end things. With a middle finger. Great.

I flipped him off right back, before I turned around and walked out of the house, making sure to slam the door so hard his basement pot breaks.

I walked down the long driveway until I reached the main road. Walking through snow with Vans wasn't my brightest idea, so soon enough I had to stop because it was way too cold and there was no way I could walk fifty kilometers back to my house by foot in the middle of the night.

I sighed and sat down on a giant rock a by the side of the deserted road. I took my phone out after I zipped my jacket all the way up, although it didn't do me much good, since my head wasn't covered and my ears were freezing. The fact that I was dizzy from the alcohol and the weed didn't help me at all.

It was moments like these that I wanted to die. Everything was hurting, from my head to my heart and my toes that were about to fall off.

I called Jake first, and once he answered, he let me know that he was with his family in Bradford at his grandma's house for Christmas, which meant that neither him nor Zack could come pick me up.

I then called Jade, who didn't pick up, so she was probably at Carly's either sleeping or having fun.

Lucas picked up on the third ring, and he told me that he was babysitting his sisters since his mother was out on a date.

I didn't call Emma because I knew she was over at Liam's before he had to leave for Wolverhampton tomorrow (practically today), and I didn't call Harry either because he didn't have his drivers license yet.

I thought about calling my parents, but they were gone to that party so I didn't bother. Christ definitely wouldn't move his ass all the way over here, since he was probably already drunker than I was.

As I scrolled down through my recent contacts, I stopped when I saw Noah's name. I decided to click on it and call him, even though he was probably still mad at me. I knew that he would be either at a club or at home; either way, chances were that he was already drunk or hooking up with someone. Regardless, he probably wouldn't drive all the way up here.

But he was my last resort. It was either him, stay out here until morning and freeze to death, or go back inside.

Noah didn't say anything else; he just took off his sweater and handed it to me. I thanked him and took off my jacket, pulled the sweater on, and then put my jacket back on.

"So what happened?" he asked.

"Can we talk in the car please? I'm literally a few seconds away from dying of hypothermia."

"Alright."

We got up and he walked over to the driver's side as I got into the passengers seat. My entire body felt as if I were on fire because it was really warm in the car; even the seats were heated.

He started driving and I spent the first fifteen minutes of it telling him what happened and that Luke and I were done for good.

"He's a fucking wanker." Noah told me.

"I know. I can't believe I didn't realize it sooner."

"Aren't you like, sad? That you guys broke up."

"Not really. I don't think I ever loved him so."

"Are you hungry?" he asked, completely changing the subject. "You could use some food, I can tell you're going to have a hangover in the morning."

"Well I drank like three or four shots and smoked weed on an empty stomach."

He frowned. "Empty stomach?"

I shrugged, not answering him.

"Do you want McDonald's or KFC?"

"Ugh. McDonald's I guess." I told him and he nodded, telling me that he'd stop at the first McDonald's drive thru.

"So where were you?" I asked after a few minutes of silence. "You're dressed quite fancy."