Maybe it was Better I didn't Know by Missy (story books to read txt) 📖

“I believe your pretty fucking dumb."
I heard him mumble something that wasn’t audible, but I just ignored it.
" Where is Tyler?" Ryan asked.
" I didn’t see him in school today at all," I shrugged.
" Ha, that my boy," Ryan laughed.
" Ryan, he shouldn’t be ditching school. We don’t want him to end up like you," I smirked.
" Fuck you," He hissed. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my book bag and made my way up stairs. " When Tyler gets home, tell him that I want to talk to him, ok?" I yelled over my shoulder.
" Yeah," I hear Ryan yell back. I let out a sigh making my way to my room, and once I got in my room I closed and locked the door falling onto my bed letting out a heavy sigh. Sweat pants and a foodie I threw on putting my hair up into a messy bun and I laid back down cuddling into my blankets. I just want to get away. For a day.
Chapter three-
I lay in my bed, just lying there. When you don’t feel like doing anything. It was relaxful, but it made me feel damn sad. I felt real depressed and lonely. It washed over me, and I closed my eyes imaging myself somewhere where I felt happy. But I couldn’t think of any place. A knock at my door interrupted my thoughts, and I sat up clearing my throat.
“ Come in,” I muttered. The door opened, and I saw Tyler peeking around the door.
“ Hey Park,” he said giving me a sly smile. He knew I was going to give him shit for ditching school today.
“ Get in here,” I scuffed. He came in closing the door and sat on the bed.
“ Let’s make this fast, okay?” He said. I raised my eyebrows.
“ Tyler, shut the fuck up,” I said shaking my head. he had this taken back look, I never swore at Tyler. I let out a sigh. “ I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to end up like Ryan!” I moaned.
“ there isn’t anything wrong with Ryan!” He said started. I threw my hands up in the air, and brought them back down hitting the bed.
“ Tyler! Just listen, okay? Just listen and don’t say a word?” I asked looking at him. He nodded his head. “ Tyler, he never went to school. He use to do good in school, but then he started ditching, his grades went down, and then boom senior year he dropped out. he doesn’t have a job, and he is still living at home. He isn’t the type of person you should be looking up to, he isn’t a bad person, but the choices he makes are fucking stupid. I don’t want you to end up like him,” I said out of breath.
“ What, you want me to be like you then?” He yelled standing up. My eyes widened.
“ Is there something wrong with being me?” I asked a little started.
“ You’re a fucking idiot! At least im smart! You do everything mom tells you to do, you live her life, not your own! Your fucking pathetic,” he said shaking his head. I just sat there and opened my mouth to say something but I had nothing. I was speechless. Hurt. Tyler stood there looking at me, and then guilt washed over his face. “ I’m sorry Parker, I didn’t mean that,” he said walking over to me. I jumped off of the bed, and pushed his chest back.
“ No! That’s exactly it! You did mean it, you meant all of it. I don’t want some fake ass hearted apology from you. All I was trying to say, is that I know you are capable of doing better,” I looked over at the picture of me and my father sitting in the grass at our old lake house. I felt sadness wash over me. “ I know mom is controlling my life, if I didn’t let her than she would be a wreck. She is trying to do everything she wanted to do, by making me do it, and im not going to say or do anything to stop her because it’s useless. You and I both know it’s impossible to get a damn word with her,” I said shaking my head.
“ Parker, I’m sorry. You’re not an idiot,” He said again. I laughed.
“ I am a fucking idiot, don’t be sorry about saying it. it’s the truth. I’m glad someone finally had the guts to just say it, because I know everyone thinks it.”
“ Dad wouldn’t want you to say that,” He said shaking his head. I looked at him creasing my forehead.
“ If he wouldn’t want me to say that, then he would be here. Not with his other wife..” I murmured. My dad left my mom about two years ago. He was having an affair with this lady named Janice. She was nice, I like her, but I hate her because she took away the one parent that was always there for me. my mom, she is nuts. Everything needs to go her way. Everything has to be perfect, and all she cares about his working. My mom and dad had a custody fight, my mom got full custody of all three of us, because my dad cheated first of all, and he is a pot head. she convinced the judge that he was an unfit parent, but damn he was the best man you could ever meet.
“ Don’t take it out on Janice,” Tyler said.
“ Oh, I’m not. I like her, she cool and all,” I said. “ it’s just, he doesn’t even call. Seems like he doesn’t even bother with us anymore,” I shrugged.
“ It’s not his fault.”
“ I know, but he could have tried a little harder. I mean, we are his children, his blood.”
We were both quiet. We didn’t have anything to say, and I couldn’t think of anything to say. I was still hurt by Tyler’s words, and he looked sad as hell. I lightly punches his shoulder.
“ Go play with Markey, he is in the backyard,” I said. He nodded his head and turned and walked towards the door. Before he walked out, I hear him mumble something along the lines of him being sorry again, but I just ignored it. I know he is sorry for how he put it, but he isn’t sorry for saying it because it’s the truth. Truth fucking sucks eh? I walked over to my window, and saw Markey running around like a loon. I laughed. then I saw Tyler go flying outside, and Markey screamed running away from him. It looks like they were playing tag of some sort. I heard my door open and I turned and saw Ryan.
“ Whatdya want?” I said sitting on my bed.
“ You’re a fucking bitch, talking shit about me to Tyler,” He said giving me the dirty eye.
“ Oh fuck you, get the hell out of my room, I don’t need to deal with your sorry ass,” I yelled, but not so loud that they could hear me outside.
“ there isn’t anything wrong with me, im smart, I could of applied myself and gone to college, but that isn’t me. Unlike you, as hard as your trying, you’re a fucking idiot like Tyler said,” he shrugged. I felt my blood boil and I jumped out of my bed hurling myself at Ryan. He grabbed my arms pinning me against the wall. “ Sorry baby sister, your too weak,” He laughed. I felt my nostrils flare. I hate him! I hate him! what I did next, even I was shocked. I spit on his face. He let go of me, disgusted stepping back. He looked pissed, I could tell he wanted to fucking hit me. he brought his fist up hitting the wall next to me head. “ Your fucking sick,” He growled.
“ And you’re a fucking bastard get out of my god damn room!” I screamed in his face pushing him away from me.
“ What a nice way to treat your damn brother!” He yelled.
“ You’re not shit to me!” I screamed.
“ I’m your blood,” He smirked.
“ I don’t give a damn, I hate your fucking guts. You’re a little bastard, and me and you, even though we are siblings we have always hated one another. In 9 months, when school is over and im eighteen, im fucking gone! None of you bastard will ever see me again! You and Stacey are so damn self-centered!”
“ You mean your mom?” He said looking pissed. Shit. I called her Stacey in front of him.
“ No, I meant Stacey. She has never been a mother to be,” I muttered. I felt tears in my eyes, and I held them back. I can’t cry in front of him. “ Ryan, get out of my room,” my voice cracked. It always does that before I cry. He knew this too.
“ You need to get a reality check, you’re a fucking bitch,” he snarled and he walked out of my room slamming my door so hard I felt my body shake. I heard something fall behind me and shatter. I closed my eyes praying it wasn’t what I thought it was. I turned around seeing my picture of me and my father shattered. The tears poured out. and I sat on the ground moving the pieces of glass around. I leaned over getting my phone off of my bed, and opening it up scrolling down to my dad’s number. I’ve done this so many times, but I just never had the strength to press call. He hasn’t called me, he doesn’t wanna talk to me. He has left me. I sighed standing up, and I walked over to my bed laying down tears falling down my cheeks. I heard the front door open, and then shortly after close.
“ Fuck,” I whispered. Stacey’s home. I laid in my bed, just waiting for my door to slam open, and her walking in with this fake ass smile on her face asking me how cheerleading went. I brought my hand up to my face wiping away the tears, and I sat up and took an old shirt, and started picking up the glass, just then my door opened.
“ Parker,” I heard Stacey’s voice.
“ Hi,” I whispered picking up the glass.
“ oh, what happened?” She gasped.
“ Dropped something,” I muttered. She looked at what had broken, and she laughed.
“ Well hey! At least it wasn’t anything important,” She chuckled. I clenched my teeth together.
“ Yeah.”
“ So darling, I won’t be home tonight, im doing out.”
“ What a surprise,” I whispered underneath my breath.
“ What you say dear?” she said walking around my room, I heard the clicking of her heels hitting the wooden floor.
“ I said, what will we have for dinner?”
“ Oh, you can fetch something together, right?”
“ yeah, it’s no problem,” I said sounding happy, but oh damn. I