Daughter of Kellin Quinn
You Ruined It...I Hate You
*Copeland’s POV*
“You’re going on a date?” Tony asked me while I was applying blush to my face.
“Yeah,” I smiled. He looked a little distressed. “Everything ok?” I asked, walking over to him and placing my hand on the edge of his shoulder.
“I didn’t know…you were dating someone,” he said, turning away staring out the window.
I rested my hand under his chin and rotated his face toward me. “We’re not dating, Tony. He’s just trying to make it up to me.”
He gave me a questioning stare. “Make it up to you?”
I never told him that Bryan tried to make a move on me. But he was drunk so I let him off the hook. “Yeah, he kind of yelled at me out of his own anger. He was mad and took it out on me.” I just lied. I hate lying to Tony. But sometimes, I just have to.
“Oh, well don’t have too much fun if you know what I’m saying,” he winked. “Oh, wait, did you ask your parents?”
No. “Yeah, they said it’s ok.”
*Tony’s POV*
You a lie! Your dad would never let you go out on a date! Especially with a boy he doesn’t know. “Are you lying to me?”
“What? No!” she screamed folding her arms across her chest.
I smirked at her. “Why are yelling then? You think you’re slick? Trying to run out of here with asking your parents?”
She orbited her body around and got up from the bed. She folded her arms again and walked towards the mirror.
“Come here,” I said patting the spot next to me. She walked slowly towards me, her arms still folded and head facing the ground. I pulled her arm out of the fold and dragged her in my lap.
I pouted my lips. “Are you lying to me, Cope?” I whispered. She shook her head. “You don’t have to be scared to tell me stuff. But, you know, if you’re not comfortable explaining something to me, you don’t have to.” She hugged me tightly and I rubbed circles on her back. “Please, just don’t do anything I wouldn’t. Boys are a-”
“Assholes, I know,” she chuckled cutting me off.
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*Copeland’s POV*-after dinner and movie-
“That was fantastic!” I cheered clapping my hands.
“I knew you’d like it. Was the food ok?”
“Amazing,” I smiled widely.
“And the movie?”
“Quite nice.”
“I’m happy you enjoyed yourself.” We limited our driving time. I didn’t know where we were going.
“So where are we headed?” I asked staring out the window of his car. The sky was blue-black and all the stars were out.
“You’ll see.”
I glaced at the clock on my phone. It was getting really late. “You know, I should start heading home.”
“No no! You can stay for a little longer! I have a surprise that I don’t want you to miss.”
He pulled up at a hill. We got out of the car and walked up the hill holding hands. We paused right at the top and looked down at the city.
My eyes widened with shock. “This…this is absolutely beautiful, Bryan!” He leaned his head sideways in search of my hand and grabbed it.
“Which is more than I can say for you, Copeland.”
I faced him. “You’re not calling me Danielle anymore I see,” I smiled.
He laughed. “Well, it’s not your real name, cutie. I would like to call you by your given name. Not something you made up.”
We both giggled for a short amount of time and sat on the hill. We gazed at the night sky. Stars twinkled in the moonlight. Not too many clouds were out tonight. The moon was enormous and bright, just the way I like it.
I tilted my head in the crook of his neck.
This is perfect.
“I’ll be right back.” He got up and went to go snatch a blue blanket from underneath the back seat.
I texted Tony telling him where I am, just in case I didn’t come home in time. I figured Bryan would want me to stay longer. He was so excited to show me this.
I got up and he unfolded the cover, sprawling it across the ground.
He leaned his back on the blanket, forcing his whole body to lay out and stare at the sky. I stared at him and he laughed. He grabbed my arm and gently me closer to him.
“Thanks for coming here and not rejecting me.”
“It’s no problem, Bryan.” He stared at me the whole time until the stars lost my attention.
“What?” I examined him, smiling like a fool.
“Nothing, you just look beautiful.” He repositioned his head every single second I stared at him. The butterflies piled up in my stomach. The tingles ran all the way up my spine. My cheecks started to turn red and my hands were sweaty. He leaned in closer and closer.
I turned away.
“I really need to get going,” I said sadly before our lips touched. I could sense he was really upset. I really wanted to kiss him but I feel so guilty and I don’t have a clue why.
“Is there something wrong with my breath? Why didn’t you kiss me?! I thought you liked me?!” Bryan pouted and looked me in the eyes. “Well?! Did I do something wrong?!?! I’m waiting for an answer! What’s wrong with you? Tell me, damn you! What is it, huh?!”
I think I just discovered the Bryan I was trying to unlock. The true Bryan, when if he believes he messed up in the process of making something perfect, he has a panic attack. I don’t want him thinking he did something wrong when he didn’t. I just felt so damn guilty if I kissed him. I never had my first kiss and having it with Bryan…it didn’t feel right.
“I’m waiting for a fucking answer!”
Is this Mike Fuentes Junior I’m sensing? He goes off just like Mikey did when there’s a problem. Just like when I ate his pizza rolls, he flipped a shit. It’s just pizza rolls! Damn!
“There’s nothing wrong with you, I promise! I just…I don’t know. I just feel like-”
“What?! Did I do something?”
“No, but I-”
“I’m done trying.” He got up and walked away. I chased him down, trying to get his attention.
“Bryan please! Everything you did was great. You did nothing wrong!” I yelled. I approached him. “Bryan I-” An agonizing slash struck my face.
He hit me. I can’t believe he just did that! I thought he was different. I never thought Bryan would actually take a step further into abuse and slap me. It hurt really badly.
My face turned a bright pink.
“GET AWAY FROM HER!” I heard from a distance.
Tony.
“COPELAND, BACK UP!” I ran over to him telling him that everything was alright. He skidded past me and threw big right hands and kicks at Bryan. I dashed over to them.
“Tony, stop it! TONY STOP!” I tried holding him back but he was too strong. “You’re hurting him! GET OFF OF HIM! HE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!”
Tony haulted his kicks towards Bryan’s torso. I’m pretty sure he broke his ribs because he wasn’t moving. Only painful groans escaped his mouth.
Tony turned to me. “He just slapped you! I saw him! Don’t you dare say he didn’t do anything!”
“It didn’t even hurt that much! Leave him alone!” I pushed passed him and comforted Bryan. He didn’t want comforting because he got up and ran to his car. Before he got in his car, he screamed, “We’re done! Don’t even try talking to me in school anymore! Fuck you!” And just like that, he drove off, leaving me and Tony by ourselves.
A pool of hot tears filled my eyes. He’s gone. He doesn’t like me anymore. He doesn’t want me to talk to him anymore. He doesn’t want anything to do with me because of Tony.
I turned to him. More tears ran down my cheeks. “How. Could. You?” He gave me questioning look.
“What are you talking about?”
“YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! He just left and now he‘s never going to talk to me again! I still like him! It‘s all your fault! I hate you!”
“He slapped you right across your face! And you’re telling me that you still like him?! Who the fuck still likes someone after they get hit? And besides, I told you not to stay out long. You never listen to me! You’re still a child.” I shooted my way passed him. I covered my face and began to cry.
I thought to myself. What if Bryan tells my secret to the school? He pretty much knows who I am now! He just saw Tony in real life so everything I told him was believable. I don't want him revealing my secret. This whole thing just pissed me off. I don't know what to do anymore. If he tells someone, it will spread across the whole school. I cried more just thinking of what possible damage Bryan could do to me.
I yelled from a distance. “I hate you, Tony! I fucking hate you! Don’t you ever talk to me again! Leave me alone, you hear me? Don’t text me, call me, visit me, nothing. Ugh, just fucking die!” I ran home as fast as I could. I didn’t want to ever see his face again. I hope he dies and never comes back.
I hate you Tony Perry. I hate you.
“You’re going on a date?” Tony asked me while I was applying blush to my face.
“Yeah,” I smiled. He looked a little distressed. “Everything ok?” I asked, walking over to him and placing my hand on the edge of his shoulder.
“I didn’t know…you were dating someone,” he said, turning away staring out the window.
I rested my hand under his chin and rotated his face toward me. “We’re not dating, Tony. He’s just trying to make it up to me.”
He gave me a questioning stare. “Make it up to you?”
I never told him that Bryan tried to make a move on me. But he was drunk so I let him off the hook. “Yeah, he kind of yelled at me out of his own anger. He was mad and took it out on me.” I just lied. I hate lying to Tony. But sometimes, I just have to.
“Oh, well don’t have too much fun if you know what I’m saying,” he winked. “Oh, wait, did you ask your parents?”
No. “Yeah, they said it’s ok.”
*Tony’s POV*
You a lie! Your dad would never let you go out on a date! Especially with a boy he doesn’t know. “Are you lying to me?”
“What? No!” she screamed folding her arms across her chest.
I smirked at her. “Why are yelling then? You think you’re slick? Trying to run out of here with asking your parents?”
She orbited her body around and got up from the bed. She folded her arms again and walked towards the mirror.
“Come here,” I said patting the spot next to me. She walked slowly towards me, her arms still folded and head facing the ground. I pulled her arm out of the fold and dragged her in my lap.
I pouted my lips. “Are you lying to me, Cope?” I whispered. She shook her head. “You don’t have to be scared to tell me stuff. But, you know, if you’re not comfortable explaining something to me, you don’t have to.” She hugged me tightly and I rubbed circles on her back. “Please, just don’t do anything I wouldn’t. Boys are a-”
“Assholes, I know,” she chuckled cutting me off.
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*Copeland’s POV*-after dinner and movie-
“That was fantastic!” I cheered clapping my hands.
“I knew you’d like it. Was the food ok?”
“Amazing,” I smiled widely.
“And the movie?”
“Quite nice.”
“I’m happy you enjoyed yourself.” We limited our driving time. I didn’t know where we were going.
“So where are we headed?” I asked staring out the window of his car. The sky was blue-black and all the stars were out.
“You’ll see.”
I glaced at the clock on my phone. It was getting really late. “You know, I should start heading home.”
“No no! You can stay for a little longer! I have a surprise that I don’t want you to miss.”
He pulled up at a hill. We got out of the car and walked up the hill holding hands. We paused right at the top and looked down at the city.
My eyes widened with shock. “This…this is absolutely beautiful, Bryan!” He leaned his head sideways in search of my hand and grabbed it.
“Which is more than I can say for you, Copeland.”
I faced him. “You’re not calling me Danielle anymore I see,” I smiled.
He laughed. “Well, it’s not your real name, cutie. I would like to call you by your given name. Not something you made up.”
We both giggled for a short amount of time and sat on the hill. We gazed at the night sky. Stars twinkled in the moonlight. Not too many clouds were out tonight. The moon was enormous and bright, just the way I like it.
I tilted my head in the crook of his neck.
This is perfect.
“I’ll be right back.” He got up and went to go snatch a blue blanket from underneath the back seat.
I texted Tony telling him where I am, just in case I didn’t come home in time. I figured Bryan would want me to stay longer. He was so excited to show me this.
I got up and he unfolded the cover, sprawling it across the ground.
He leaned his back on the blanket, forcing his whole body to lay out and stare at the sky. I stared at him and he laughed. He grabbed my arm and gently me closer to him.
“Thanks for coming here and not rejecting me.”
“It’s no problem, Bryan.” He stared at me the whole time until the stars lost my attention.
“What?” I examined him, smiling like a fool.
“Nothing, you just look beautiful.” He repositioned his head every single second I stared at him. The butterflies piled up in my stomach. The tingles ran all the way up my spine. My cheecks started to turn red and my hands were sweaty. He leaned in closer and closer.
I turned away.
“I really need to get going,” I said sadly before our lips touched. I could sense he was really upset. I really wanted to kiss him but I feel so guilty and I don’t have a clue why.
“Is there something wrong with my breath? Why didn’t you kiss me?! I thought you liked me?!” Bryan pouted and looked me in the eyes. “Well?! Did I do something wrong?!?! I’m waiting for an answer! What’s wrong with you? Tell me, damn you! What is it, huh?!”
I think I just discovered the Bryan I was trying to unlock. The true Bryan, when if he believes he messed up in the process of making something perfect, he has a panic attack. I don’t want him thinking he did something wrong when he didn’t. I just felt so damn guilty if I kissed him. I never had my first kiss and having it with Bryan…it didn’t feel right.
“I’m waiting for a fucking answer!”
Is this Mike Fuentes Junior I’m sensing? He goes off just like Mikey did when there’s a problem. Just like when I ate his pizza rolls, he flipped a shit. It’s just pizza rolls! Damn!
“There’s nothing wrong with you, I promise! I just…I don’t know. I just feel like-”
“What?! Did I do something?”
“No, but I-”
“I’m done trying.” He got up and walked away. I chased him down, trying to get his attention.
“Bryan please! Everything you did was great. You did nothing wrong!” I yelled. I approached him. “Bryan I-” An agonizing slash struck my face.
He hit me. I can’t believe he just did that! I thought he was different. I never thought Bryan would actually take a step further into abuse and slap me. It hurt really badly.
My face turned a bright pink.
“GET AWAY FROM HER!” I heard from a distance.
Tony.
“COPELAND, BACK UP!” I ran over to him telling him that everything was alright. He skidded past me and threw big right hands and kicks at Bryan. I dashed over to them.
“Tony, stop it! TONY STOP!” I tried holding him back but he was too strong. “You’re hurting him! GET OFF OF HIM! HE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!”
Tony haulted his kicks towards Bryan’s torso. I’m pretty sure he broke his ribs because he wasn’t moving. Only painful groans escaped his mouth.
Tony turned to me. “He just slapped you! I saw him! Don’t you dare say he didn’t do anything!”
“It didn’t even hurt that much! Leave him alone!” I pushed passed him and comforted Bryan. He didn’t want comforting because he got up and ran to his car. Before he got in his car, he screamed, “We’re done! Don’t even try talking to me in school anymore! Fuck you!” And just like that, he drove off, leaving me and Tony by ourselves.
A pool of hot tears filled my eyes. He’s gone. He doesn’t like me anymore. He doesn’t want me to talk to him anymore. He doesn’t want anything to do with me because of Tony.
I turned to him. More tears ran down my cheeks. “How. Could. You?” He gave me questioning look.
“What are you talking about?”
“YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! He just left and now he‘s never going to talk to me again! I still like him! It‘s all your fault! I hate you!”
“He slapped you right across your face! And you’re telling me that you still like him?! Who the fuck still likes someone after they get hit? And besides, I told you not to stay out long. You never listen to me! You’re still a child.” I shooted my way passed him. I covered my face and began to cry.
I thought to myself. What if Bryan tells my secret to the school? He pretty much knows who I am now! He just saw Tony in real life so everything I told him was believable. I don't want him revealing my secret. This whole thing just pissed me off. I don't know what to do anymore. If he tells someone, it will spread across the whole school. I cried more just thinking of what possible damage Bryan could do to me.
I yelled from a distance. “I hate you, Tony! I fucking hate you! Don’t you ever talk to me again! Leave me alone, you hear me? Don’t text me, call me, visit me, nothing. Ugh, just fucking die!” I ran home as fast as I could. I didn’t want to ever see his face again. I hope he dies and never comes back.
I hate you Tony Perry. I hate you.
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6/19/14