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Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 42
Leaning my head against the cold tiles, I listened to Brax's footsteps fade as he walked away from the door. Tears still blurred my vision, but I slowly started to calm myself. But guilt still ate away at me. I would never be able to give Brax what he wanted, and there was no way I could stop spending time with him because if I did, Steve would only punish me for not doing as he told me to. My heart ached to be able to be a normal teenager and to be able to fall for Brax like my heart wanted me to. Minutes turned into an hour before I mustered the courage to emerge from the bathroom. The room was dark, save for the faint glow from the bedside lamp that Brax had left on. He was sprawled on the bed, arm across his eyes, clearly lost in his own storm of thoughts."Brax?" My voice was fragile, and the words hung in the air.He sat up instantly, eyes heavy with concern yet softened by affection. "Willow, are you alright?"I nodded, even though it was far from the truth. Walking towards hi
Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 43
The day I had been dreading for a while was the day I went back to school; I never liked school, but I liked it more than being at home because the bullying was nothing compared to the pain Steve put me through. I walked through the doors, my hand in brass. Everyone stopped and stared, making me more uncomfortable than I already was.Nat came rushing up to me, throwing her arms around me. “Oh, I've missed you so much,” she said in a chirpy voice that pierced straight through my ears. She let me go holding me at arm's length. “Dad is pissed that you haven’t been home.”My heart skipped a beat at Nat's words, but I forced a smile. "I’ve been dealing with some stuff. You know how it is."Brax squeezed my hand reassuringly. Nat's eyes shifted to Brax for a second before they came back to me. “Well, I’m glad you’re back. We’ll catch up later, okay?”I nodded, even though I had no intention of spilling the chaos inside me. As Nat walked away, Brax leaned in and whispered, “You, okay?”I si
Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 44
Brax povThe drive to my house was suffocating. The silence between Willow and me was loud, filled with unspoken words and suppressed emotions. I kept my eyes on the road, my grip on the steering wheel tightening with each thumping beat of my heart. The rage inside me was like a sleeping beast, waiting to be unleashed. I glanced at Willow from the corner of my eye. She stared out of the window, her face pale, her hands trembling. Her stepfather, Steve, was the monster who had been hurting her all along, and I was furious with myself for not seeing it earlier.When we finally pulled up to my house, I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough. Willow followed me inside, her steps hesitant. We went straight to my room, the one place I could let my anger out. As soon as the door closed behind us, everything felt too small, too confining. I couldn’t contain the rage any longer.“Brax, can we—” Willow started, but I was already losing it. I grabbed a photo frame off my dresser, the image of m
Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 45
Willow's POVMy feet pounded against the pavement as I ran, each step matching the frantic rhythm of my heart. My lungs burned, pleading for mercy, but the fear propelling me forward was stronger. Brax’s outburst had shattered more than just his room—it had shattered the fragile trust I’d placed in him. The image of his rage was seared into my mind, a grotesque tableau of fury and destruction. I had thought he was different, and I believed him to be my safe haven. But now, all I wanted was to be miles away from him.The cool air stung my cheeks, mingling with the tears I couldn’t keep at bay. My legs threatened to give out, but I pushed onward, driven by an instinctual need to escape. The noise of Brax's rage still echoed in my ears—his guttural scream, the sound of shattering glass. It was all too much. I had to get away. I had to—My foot caught on an uneven patch of sidewalk, sending me sprawling to the ground. I could feel the jagged concrete bite into my palms, scraping my skin r
Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 46
Willow's POVThe ticking of the clock was the only sound filling the room as Dillon and I sat on a chair across from Dillion. I looked out of the window. I watched the city lights dance in the distance, drawing some comfort from their familiarity. My mind replayed Brax’s rage outburst over and over again. Dillon shifted, breaking the silence."I just need to call Brax and let him know I found you,” he said, his voice gentle. “I’ll tell him you’re staying with a friend for a bit. Is that okay?”I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for making Dillion lie to his best for me. Watching Dillon leave the room, I couldn’t help but think about him. He had always been kind to me, a bastion of calm in my otherwise chaotic life. That simple, consistent kindness made me feel safe, even now.When he returned, Dillon's face was tinged with concern. “Brax is really worried about you, Willow,” he said softly. “He hopes you can forgive him.”The mention of forgiveness made my heart twist. I knew Brax neve
Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 47
Dillon's POVThe city lights outside the window cast a dim glow on her face, making the shadows dance across her features. My heart ached seeing her so burdened, but I swallowed the feelings down like I always did. As much as I didn’t want to acknowledge it, those feelings weren’t going anywhere. Sitting across from Willow, I tried to focus on anything but the feelings that I had for her, but no matter how hard I tried, there was nothing I could do to stop them. I hated that I was in love with my best friend's girl. I owed him so much, and I was betraying him in so many ways. But Willow was beautiful, and there was something about her that drew me to her. My phone buzzed, interrupting the heavy silence that had settled between us. Seeing the caller ID, I excused myself and stepped into the hallway. The voice on the other end was stern and commanding."Dillon. We need to make a move tonight. There's a delivery that needs to be picked up. Can you handle it?” Brax’s father's voice said
Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 48
Willow's POVI don’t know when, but at some point, I fell asleep in the chair. When I woke up, the sun was beaming down on my face. I looked around the room, seeing that Dillion was gone, and my heart ached a little. I couldn’t work out why. Looking down at my phone, I saw the millions of missed calls and messages from Brax. I wasn’t ready to talk to him, not just yet. I had other things I needed to focus on, and there was a big part of me that was still scared of Brax. I got up and headed towards the bathroom, and just as I reached for the bathroom door, the front door swung open. In walked Dillion, carrying a tray of coffee and a bag. “Good morning,” he said with a warm smile. “I didn’t know what coffee you liked, and I didn’t want to wake you, so I just brought a few different ones.” He placed the coffee down on the bench and held out the bag to me. “And here are some clothes.”I thanked him and took the bag. “Have you spoken to Brax?”Dillion's face grew serious, his eyes filled
Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 49
Willow's POVI stood outside the grand, imposing building where Brax's father conducted his business. The architectural lines cut through the air like the sharp edges of a well-honed blade. My heart raced, thumping against my ribcage with an urgency that made my hands tremble. The morning sun cast lengthy shadows, and I squinted up at the towering structure, my thoughts colliding like a whirlwind."You can do this, Willow," I whispered to myself, steeling my resolve. "This is the right thing to do."Just as I gathered my courage, I stepped inside, the cold air conditioning hitting my face as I entered the opulent lobby. The marble floors gleamed under the lights, catching the reflection of opulence that seemed to scream power. My footsteps echoed through the empty space, finally bringing me to the polished desk, where a refined woman in a crisp suit smiled at me.“He’s expecting you,” the woman said, her voice smooth as silk. She directed me to the elevator, and I nodded, swallowing h
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Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 89: The Party
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: Brax's POVSilence enveloped the room after Willow's departure, a vacuum so absolute it felt almost tangible. I stood in the chaos we had created—the shattered dish on the floor, the imprint of my fist on the wall, and the lingering echo of her defiant words. Anger, confusion, and an aching sadness twisted inside me, each emotion wrestling for dominance. I ran my hand through my hair, tugging at the roots in frustration.How had we gotten here? I wanted to hate her for pushing me away, for labelling me as not enough. Yet, underneath the fiery surface, I knew the truth—my heart had chosen her long before I was ready to admit it, and now I was stuck in limbo, unable to move forward without her.Disgusted with the state of things, I left the room, forcing my leaden feet down the stairs. Kasey and Dillon were still in the foyer, their faces reflecting concern and questions they dared not voice aloud. I couldn't deal with their probing eyes or the pity masked as sympathy."Brax…" Dillon
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Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 85
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Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 84: Into the Darkness
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