What's With This Girl?, chapter 9

"KIRA!" Monty yelled. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" I didn't say anything. Nothing would come out. Even if I could speak, what do I say? "Is he dead?" Claudia asked. "I don't know." "Is he alive?" Claudia asked. "I DON'T KNOW! HOW THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW! STOP ASKING ME QUESTIONS AND GET HIM SOME GODDAMN HELP!"

I dropped the gun and fell to my knees. The sight of Monty crying over Ricky's body could've killed me. She'll never forgive me for this. I'll never forgive myself for this. I just shot my best friend's boyfriend. They'll throw me in a reformatory for this. No, wait, I'm 18. I can legally go to a state prison for this. They could sentence me to death if they wanted to. Right now I'd rather be dead than live the rest of my life with the fact that I killed someone, especially one of my best friends.

"Call 911!" Tre said. "What do we tell them?" Darby said. "What the hell do you think? Tell them somebody is on your living room floor dying!" Tre yelled. "We can't call 911." Darby said. "Why the hell not?" Monty yelled. "What about Kira?" Darby said. "I can't let her go to jail." "So, you're going to let this boy die in your living room?" Adie yelled. "I'm not putting my sister through that! It's bad enough I went through it myself." "Well, we have to do something!" Billie yelled. "We can make something up. We can get rid of the gun and say someone else did it." "But who?" Darby said. "I DON'T KNOW!" Billie yelled. "Call 911." I whispered. Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy. "What did you say?" Monty said. "Call 911." I whispered again. "Kira if we call 911 you'll go to jail." Drexel said. "I DON'T CARE!" I screamed. "I deserve to go to jail. Look at what I did. LOOK AT WHAT I DID! I killed Ricky!" "Kira we don't know if he's dead or alive." Drexel said. "Don't try to make me feel better Drexel! It won't work! Ricky's dead and I killed him. What am I gonna do? Leave the country and pretend like it never happened? Well, I can't. No matter where I go it's not gonna make it go away. WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT?" I couldn't say anything else. I just hid my face in the floor and started crying hysterically. Tre and Monty came over to me and gave me a hug. "Everything's going to be all right." Tre said. "No, it's not Tre." I said through tears. "Yes, it is Kira." Monty said. "Monty, I'm so sorry. I'm so fucking sorry." "It's not your fault Kira." "Yes, it is. It's my entire fault. I don't even know how you can talk to me Monty. God I just want to die." I continued to cry into Tre's arms when we heard Ricky groaning. "Ricky?" Monty said. "He's alive! Someone call the ambulance quick!" Donnie said.

Finally the ambulance came and put Ricky on a stretcher. "Don't drop him!" Monty yelled while they were taking him away. "And be extra careful with him, he's not used to a lot of pain. And don't give him any aspirin of any kind. He's allergic. And if he dies because of you bastards, I will sue your Asses!" "Monty!" Donnie yelled. "They're not gonna kill him." "I'm not too sure about that. I don't trust people with any kind of authority, which includes doctors." Monty said. After the police were done talking with Drexel and BeBe, they came over to Donnie, Dannie, Monty, and me. "Okay miss, we're going to have to arrest you." The cop said to me. "Fucking bullshit!" Monty yelled. "What are the charges?" Donnie said. "Attempted murder." The cop said. "I wish someone will attempt to murder you." Monty said. "She didn't try to murder anyone." "Monty, please." I said. "This isn't making it better." "But this is bullshit. If they want to arrest someone they should be arresting the fucking rapist in the house!" "Okay I've heard enough of you." The cop said. "What are you gonna do, arrest me on some shitty charge?" "Could you please take her in the house?" The cop said to two other police officers. The two cops took Monty by the arms and took her into the house. The whole time she was screaming at them. "Get your hands off of me! I swear to God if you even put handcuffs on Kira I'll beat the hell out of you. I swear to God every single cop in Darby PA is a fucking bastard. Didn't you dick heads learn anything from Dog Day Afternoon? ATTICA! ATTICA!"

Detective Vail walked up next to me. "Your friend really doesn't like cops does she?" "She doesn't like anyone with authority." "That explains the whole thing with the paramedics." "Yeah I guess." "Is Brian in the house?" "Yeah." "Did you really shoot him?" "Yes," "You know I have to arrest you right?" "Yes," "Don't worry we're arresting Brian too." "How long do I have to stay in there?" "Until your trial is over, that is if you're found not guilty." I looked down at my feet, and then started to cry again. "It won't be as bad as you think. Before you know it your trial will be here." "Detective," I said. "If you're going to arrest me then just do it." "Okay." She said. She put me in handcuffs, read me my rights, and put me in the cop car. "Don't worry Kira." Mike said. "You'll be out soon."

It was about two months after that night when I finally had my trial. Though every single person in that courtroom knew it was an accident, they still thought I should have some kind of punishment. They gave me a year of house arrest and year probation. Two months after my trial was Brian's. They found him guilty but they only gave him a year of house arrest and five years probation. Isn't it great how the system works in Darby?

Since I had probation this meant that I couldn't leave the state. So I couldn't go to California. As soon as Ricky was out of the hospital, the guys left without me. They took Donnie and Ricky with them so now I was completely alone. Dannie and Monty were going to give up the record deal, but I told them to take it. They shouldn't give up what they've spent years working on just because of me. They wrote me all the time, though. They would give me ideas for a song, and by the end of the night I would have five songs written based on that one idea. Since I never left my room because couldn't leave the house, writing songs and playing my guitar was all I could do. I hardly left my room because of Brian. I was afraid for my fucking life. Sometimes I would eat with them, but most of the time I would beg my Mom to bring my food to me. When my Mom would go to the store, I would lock myself in my room, so Brian couldn't get in. The only time I would leave my room was when I went to get the mail. Tre and Monty wrote me all the time. They would tell me just about everything that was going on in California.

Kira,

How's my favorite felon doing? Just kidding, but seriously how are you doing? Have you gone insane yet? Don't worry it'll be over before you know it. You've only got five months left of house arrest. I really do wish you were here. I really miss you. Guess what? Claudia's pregnant! I'm going to be a dad! I'm hoping it's a boy, but if it's a girl I'll love it just the same. Dannie won't stop talking about you. Sometimes I just want to strangle him. He's been keeping Claudia and Adie busy with planning you guys' wedding. He's going to be sending you this huge box of wedding invitations and shit like that. The guy hasn't even set a date yet; you should really talk to him about that. So has Brian been bothering you at all? Remember if he even breathes the wrong way you tell me and I'll be on the first plane out of California. I just want you to know one thing; my feelings for you still haven't changed. I still love you and I always will.

Love, Tre


Kira,

How is everything? Is your Mom still being a bitch? Well, you and I both know that she's never going to stop being one. Has Brian been bothering you in any way? Remember if he even looks at you funny you tell me, and I'll be back in Darby with an AK 47 and a shovel. I can't wait until you're off probation. It's been hard trying to have fun without you. Dannie and me have been in the studio working on the next album. I know what you're thinking, the first album just came out, but we're just recording songs to pass the time. Everyone's been talking about the first album. Critics are calling us "The punk version of The White Stripes." People are even asking us if Dannie and me are really cousins. Rumors have been going around that we're married. But those rumors stopped pretty soon because Dannie won't stop talking about you. Sometimes I want to grab him and scream SHUT THE FUCK UP! Sometimes I think, "wow and she's going to marry him?" well anyway, I have some really good news. I'm engaged! Ricky proposed the other night. God I'm so fucking happy. I can't wait until you get here than I'll be even happier.

Love you!
Monty

Sometimes I put the idea in my mind to run away and go to California, but this damn ankle bracelet changed my mind. I can't believe I ruin my life for nothing. Only God knows what I'm going to do when... No if I go to California. I just can't start up the band with Monty and Dannie; they're doing so well without me. Sometime I wonder if the band would be where they are now if I was there.

The year was 2002. Two years had gone past and I was finally off probation, which meant I was going to California. Drexel sent me a plane ticket and some money, and I had some money saved up so I was all set. I packed as much stuff as I possibly could and stuff I couldn't take I put in a U-Haul. I didn't want to leave a single thing here.

The morning before I left I was thinking I should do something that would make me look different. I was now 20 and I still look the same way I did when I was 15. Then I looked at my hair. It was so long, it went down to my back. So I decided to go to the hair salon and get it cut to shoulder length. Then I got it dyed to jet-black with red highlights. I knew Dannie was going to be pissed because he loved my hair, but I thought it looked fucking awesome.

The next day I loaded all my stuff into my car and I was on my way to California. I was excited and scared at the same time. What if it's nothing like I expected? But I got rid of all those bad ideas and got in my car. "Call me as soon as you land Kira." My Mom said. "I will Mom stop worrying." I gave my Mom a hug and a kiss, got in my car (which by the way this is my first time driving it) and drove to the airport. The trip was five exhausting restless hours. Finally the plane landed. I was so eager to see Tre. I wonder what everyone was going to think about my hair. I walked off the plane and into the airport. I started looking around for the guys but I couldn't see them. Finally I saw some guy jumping up and down with this huge sign with my name on it. I knew it was Tre. I ran over to him and gave him a big hug. Tre picked me up off the ground and spun me around. "God Tre, you don't know how happy I am to see you. Fuck, you don't know how happy I am to see the outside world!" Tre put me down and started playing with my hair. "WOW! What did you do to your hair? I can hardly recognize you!" "Do you like it?" "Yeah it looks great. It's really different. I like it a lot." "You really think it looks good?" Hell yeah. Now let's get your stuff and get you to my house. Everyone's waiting there for you." Tre picked up my bags and we went to his car. "Jesus Kira, how much stuff did you bring?" "Tre I brought every single thing that was mine in that house." "Damn you're really not going back there are you?" "As long as my mom's with Brian I am never going back to Darby." Tre and me got and his car and we got to his house. About ten cars were in his driveway. "Damn." I said. "Is everyone here?" "Yeah, everybody missed you." Tre said while taking my stuff out of his car.

Tre and me walked into the house, and I was ambushed by a bunch of hugs and kisses from everyone. "KIRA!" Dannie screamed. He ran over to me gave me a huge hug and a kiss. "Baby, I'm so happy to see you. I missed you." "I missed you too Dannie." "Oh my God, what did you do to your hair?" "Uh.... I cut it. Do you like it?" "Yeah, it makes you look so different." "Yeah I know." "KIRA!" I heard Monty yell. "MONTY!" I screamed. I ran over to her and jumped on her. "God I've been miserable without you!" I said. "I know. It's no fun without you around Kira." Monty said. "I should give you a quick rundown of what's been going on." Monty said. "I'm going to be pretty quick so try to stay with me. As you can see Mike and Billie are still the same. Tre and Claudia got a kid you probably already know that. His name's Frankito. I know isn't it a cute name? Anyway, you'll be staying at Tre's for a few days. You would stay with us, but your room's not done yet. It'll be done in about three or four days. Claudia's Mom is a little sick so she's been staying at her mom's for a couple of weeks? So if you and Tre were planning on fooling around a little, do it before she gets back." "Monty." I said. "I was just kidding. Anyway, Tre's daughter, Ramona is staying here too, but Claudia took Frankito with her." "Is that all I need to know?" "Yeah pretty much." "God I'm so hungry." I said. "Yeah I bet you are. You didn't eat anything for five hours." Dannie said. Me Monty and Dannie went in the kitchen. Donnie and Billie were already there. "Hey Donnie." I said giving him a hug. "Kira thank God you're here. Finally someone to keep Monty out of trouble." "Shut up Donnie." "Bitch says what?" "Bitch says shut up you flaming homosexual." "Why do you always have to go there?" "Why do you always have to call me a bitch?" "Because you are one." "Well, you're gay." "Well, I can't change that but you on the other hand can stop being a bitch." "Would you two stop it?" Ricky said walking into the room. "Damn you two should have your own sitcom. You guys are giving me a fucking headache." "Hey Ricky." I said hesitantly. "Kira. Holy fuck is that you? Damn you look different." "It's probably the hair." I said. "Well, don't stand there like I' m your weird uncle. I want a hug." Ricky walked over to me and gave me a huge hug. "How have you been?" I said "Better. I don't have to take those pain killers anymore, thank God. I hated those fucking things." He shifted his attention from me to Donnie. "Hey Donnie quit insulting my fiance or I'll tell Adie you've been flirting with Billie again." "Come on Rick, don't do that. Look everyone knows that Monty is a little bitchy sometimes." Billie said. "Yeah that's true." Ricky said. Monty punched Ricky in the ribs. "OUCH! You see what I mean, that's something a bitch would do." "Want me to punch you again?" she said. "No, that will be enough. Thanks."

"So Kira, we finally got you to California." Billie said. "Yeah and it took me forever." "Hey Kira!" Tre said. "We should take your stuff upstairs." "Okay fine." "I'll help you Kira." Dannie said. Me and Dannie went back in the living room and took my bags upstairs. "Hey Dannie, what's going on between Donnie and Billie?" "Well, Donnie has a huge crush on Billie." "No fucking way!" "Yeah. And Billie isn't making it any better. You how friendly he can get sometimes. And Donnie thinks that he's flirting back with him." "Someone should tell Donnie that." "We've tried he won't listen." We finally got to the room I was staying in and I threw my bags on the bed. "This is so fucking awesome. Did you imagine when we were 15 that we would be here?" "Yeah I did. I knew we had what it takes to get here. But let's not talk about that right now." Dannie laid me on the bed and climbed on top of me. He started to kiss my neck. "Dannie I don't think Tre would like us doing this here." "Don't worry we're not going to do anything. Kira I've been thinking." "About what?" "I was thinking about what you're going to do now that you're here?" "Well,... I really don't know Dannie." "Well, I was thinking about putting you back in the band. But then I thought about how me and Monty already established ourselves as a duo and putting another person in would just make confusion." "Dannie I understand..." "Wait let me finish. The band isn't the same without you and it never will be. So... If you want to... You can come back to the band." "Dannie are you serious?" "Yeah." "Dannie this is great! God I love you!" "I love you too Kira." So I guess moving to California wasn't going to be as bad as I thought it was.
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