Basketcase, chapter 3
I looked up. I laughed as Ashley ran to hug the guys.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. "Holy...Michael?!" I turned to see the guy who had ruined my life. This guy had done a lot to me...well, I'll just leave it there. He was forced to move with his dad when he tried to kill his sister in her sleep and hit his mom.
'How did he find me?!' I thought to myself. "Hi Chrystelle, how's it going," he acted as though nothing had ever happened.
I muttered a small "fuck off" as I walked toward Billie. He grabbed my arm and almost slammed me back into him. "Let go of me!" I yelled. He held on tighter as I tried to pull away. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I heard Billie yell, he ran up and slugged Michael in the face. He let go and I ran. We jumped in the car and drove off. "Are you O.K.??? Who the fuck was that?!" They all questioned. "That was Michael, the jerk I told you guys about." "Oh" was all anyone had to say. My mind was racing. How did he find me? why was he back? What am I gonna do???
I had moved schools after his little 'incident,' just to make sure nothing would happen to me...this is where I had met Ashley, this is where my life changed for the better...and now he's back. "Why?" I asked almost silently. Billie only answered by putting his arms around me and letting me sink into his shoulder...I didn't cry, I had thought myself not to after dad's death.
It just hit me...today was the anniversary of dad's death. I broke down, silently sobbing into Billie's shirt. The car slowed and I forced myself to hold on to my tears and the screamed at my eyes, threatening to roll down my cheeks. We stopped in front of my house, as I stepped out of the car a hand grabbed mine. I looked back to see Billie's eyes looking straight into mine. Oh, those wonderful eyes. "Do you want me to come with you?" he asked, almost telling me to let him. I shook my head and walked toward the house. I couldn't hold it any longer, tears rolled down my cheeks. I walked inside to see mom's boyfriend...whatsisface, passed out on the couch and mom lying there, surrounded by many beer bottles. "What's your problem?" she spat when she saw me crying. I walked passed it all and up to my room. I turned on my stereo...Good Charlotte's "Hold On" sung me to sleep as I cried my eyes out.
I woke up at two in the morning, wide awake considering I had fallen asleep around seven. I decided I might as well do my homework, nothing else to do...Six O'clock rolled around and I got up and did my morning routine. School was same as always, except no homework room! wow!
As I walked off the bus I was arguing with myself if I should go to Ashley's or the guy's, I knew all of them would be at Billie's so I started to make my way over, taking a short cut through the ally. I heard foot steps behind me, but decided to keep walking...I wasn't the paranoid type and knew a lot of kids that cut through this ally.
A hand grabbed my shoulder and swung me around. I stood looking at Michael's cold stone eyes. "what?" I asked rather rudely. He didn't say anything...just pulled me into a hard kiss, I pulled away and slapped him, he punched me in the gut. I doubled over as I heard someone shout. A few punches were thrown, I got up and someone swung and hit me hard knocking me out. I woke up at Billie's place wondering how I got there. Then I remembered the ally. Mike poked his head in the door and screamed "You're awake!!!!" I couldn't help but laugh as the other 3 raced in to the room and crowded around me. "What happened?" I asked. Ashley answered me "Well CHRIS said that he saw some guy hit you down in the ally and he ran over to help, he said as you stepped up into their fight, someone accidentally hit you and knocked you out. He ignored the other dude and ran straight over here carrying you. Thank god Billie's house is right next to the ally, it's just luck he stopped here first." "CHRIS?!" I yelled. "Yeah" they answered. " Who was it that hit you?" Billie asked. "Michael," was all I got out before Billie flung open the door and sprinted out. I jumped off the bed and grabbed his arm as he ran out the front door. "Billie stop! It's no use...I call the police soon!" He stopped dead in his tracks and knew that it was no use when it came to arguing with me, so he came back inside.
I left later that night and started out for my house. When I got there mom demanded to know where I was all night. I neglected telling her and walked straight upstairs. "Your mother asked you a question," whatsisface said "Answer her." I started to walk past him, he caught me by the arm and slapped me across my already bruising face. That was the first time any adult ever dared to hit me. I broke away and sprinted to my room. Packing my bags as fast as I could. I ran out the door and down the street as I felt a few raindrops fall on my head, I slowed to a walk. I walked for a long time, as the rain pounded on my face hiding the tears I was crying.
I sat down in a random yard, under and oak tree...this would give me enough protection for tonight. I wrapped my arms around myself and sleep overtook me. Soon I was being lifted off the ground and carried into a house...
I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. "Holy...Michael?!" I turned to see the guy who had ruined my life. This guy had done a lot to me...well, I'll just leave it there. He was forced to move with his dad when he tried to kill his sister in her sleep and hit his mom.
'How did he find me?!' I thought to myself. "Hi Chrystelle, how's it going," he acted as though nothing had ever happened.
I muttered a small "fuck off" as I walked toward Billie. He grabbed my arm and almost slammed me back into him. "Let go of me!" I yelled. He held on tighter as I tried to pull away. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I heard Billie yell, he ran up and slugged Michael in the face. He let go and I ran. We jumped in the car and drove off. "Are you O.K.??? Who the fuck was that?!" They all questioned. "That was Michael, the jerk I told you guys about." "Oh" was all anyone had to say. My mind was racing. How did he find me? why was he back? What am I gonna do???
I had moved schools after his little 'incident,' just to make sure nothing would happen to me...this is where I had met Ashley, this is where my life changed for the better...and now he's back. "Why?" I asked almost silently. Billie only answered by putting his arms around me and letting me sink into his shoulder...I didn't cry, I had thought myself not to after dad's death.
It just hit me...today was the anniversary of dad's death. I broke down, silently sobbing into Billie's shirt. The car slowed and I forced myself to hold on to my tears and the screamed at my eyes, threatening to roll down my cheeks. We stopped in front of my house, as I stepped out of the car a hand grabbed mine. I looked back to see Billie's eyes looking straight into mine. Oh, those wonderful eyes. "Do you want me to come with you?" he asked, almost telling me to let him. I shook my head and walked toward the house. I couldn't hold it any longer, tears rolled down my cheeks. I walked inside to see mom's boyfriend...whatsisface, passed out on the couch and mom lying there, surrounded by many beer bottles. "What's your problem?" she spat when she saw me crying. I walked passed it all and up to my room. I turned on my stereo...Good Charlotte's "Hold On" sung me to sleep as I cried my eyes out.
I woke up at two in the morning, wide awake considering I had fallen asleep around seven. I decided I might as well do my homework, nothing else to do...Six O'clock rolled around and I got up and did my morning routine. School was same as always, except no homework room! wow!
As I walked off the bus I was arguing with myself if I should go to Ashley's or the guy's, I knew all of them would be at Billie's so I started to make my way over, taking a short cut through the ally. I heard foot steps behind me, but decided to keep walking...I wasn't the paranoid type and knew a lot of kids that cut through this ally.
A hand grabbed my shoulder and swung me around. I stood looking at Michael's cold stone eyes. "what?" I asked rather rudely. He didn't say anything...just pulled me into a hard kiss, I pulled away and slapped him, he punched me in the gut. I doubled over as I heard someone shout. A few punches were thrown, I got up and someone swung and hit me hard knocking me out. I woke up at Billie's place wondering how I got there. Then I remembered the ally. Mike poked his head in the door and screamed "You're awake!!!!" I couldn't help but laugh as the other 3 raced in to the room and crowded around me. "What happened?" I asked. Ashley answered me "Well CHRIS said that he saw some guy hit you down in the ally and he ran over to help, he said as you stepped up into their fight, someone accidentally hit you and knocked you out. He ignored the other dude and ran straight over here carrying you. Thank god Billie's house is right next to the ally, it's just luck he stopped here first." "CHRIS?!" I yelled. "Yeah" they answered. " Who was it that hit you?" Billie asked. "Michael," was all I got out before Billie flung open the door and sprinted out. I jumped off the bed and grabbed his arm as he ran out the front door. "Billie stop! It's no use...I call the police soon!" He stopped dead in his tracks and knew that it was no use when it came to arguing with me, so he came back inside.
I left later that night and started out for my house. When I got there mom demanded to know where I was all night. I neglected telling her and walked straight upstairs. "Your mother asked you a question," whatsisface said "Answer her." I started to walk past him, he caught me by the arm and slapped me across my already bruising face. That was the first time any adult ever dared to hit me. I broke away and sprinted to my room. Packing my bags as fast as I could. I ran out the door and down the street as I felt a few raindrops fall on my head, I slowed to a walk. I walked for a long time, as the rain pounded on my face hiding the tears I was crying.
I sat down in a random yard, under and oak tree...this would give me enough protection for tonight. I wrapped my arms around myself and sleep overtook me. Soon I was being lifted off the ground and carried into a house...
