The Words Can't Come To Mind, chapter 4
"Soooo?" I started off getting out of bed.
"Yeah... So you were pretty wasted last night." He lightly smiled.
"Like always." We laughed.
"So you like my friend, Katie?" I smiled at him because I knew she was awake, by the way she hit me, oh so sneakily...
"Well, if you must know... Yes." I nodded and nudged Katie lightly and then started laughing.
"Shut the fuck up," Katie told me as she sat up. She looked at me, then clutched her head in pain. Billie got up and left. When he came back he brought another set of 3 pills, and more water.
"Thanks." She smiled cheekily at him. I know she likes him.
"Oh shit!" I yelled as I accidently woke Tre and some other guy up.
"What?" Katie and Billie asked in unison, same expressions wiped their face.
"Morning," Tre said getting up slowly. He nudged 'the guy', as I looked at the clock. It read, 11:23pm.
"Fuck. Oh uh, morning. Hi." I waved at 'the guy'.
"I'm Mike. Nice to meet ya." He smiled. I shook his hand.
"Look Katie, I have to go. As far as I know, I'm in deep shit. Gotta go home. Fast," I took a deep breath, "now," I said as I remembered last time I came home late...without a note.
"We'll walk you -" Tre started.
"That wouldn't be a good idea," I cut him off. "My parents. Well, they are far from asshole. They are like dominaters, with a really fuckin' cruel mind towards me. If they say me with anyone at my door, their ass wouldn't be safe either," I sighed.
"Well, then we'll walk you to your corner," Billie offered. I nodded.
"Yeah, that's work." All of us got up, and ready in approximately 2 minutes. And out the door we went.
As we said our goodbyes, I looked down, shagged my hair, and walked fast. I got to the side of my house, and snuck through my backyard, up the tree and into my room. "Hello, miss-bad-ass." I look up only to see my mother, vodka in one hand, belt in the other. "Wasn't expecting to see me were you princess?" I shook my head. I turned around trying to jump back to the tree to go back to Billie's house. She swung me around and socked me square in the lip. I felt blood rushing to the opening of my wound, blood that was so warm. I give her a dirty look, push her back, and quickly made my way to the corner. My lip felt so numb, as I felt light-headed. I looked down to see I made a huge blood trail from my lip.
"Anyone here!" I yelled at Billie's house, as I continuously knock, as hard as I could, without passing out. Someone opened the door and gasped, as I fell in their arms.
Hours later
"You ok? Are you ok!?" I heard yelling, but they were so distant. I slowly open my eyes, to make out a figure over me with green hair,
"Tre!" I screamed, crying, hugging him tightly.
"Thank God you're ok! You passed out for 3 hours! I mean, what the fuck happened to your lip?!" I gasped remember what my mom had done. I choked up tears.
"She awake?" Billie looked in the room that we were in. "Shit, you ok?" I kept crying into Tre's shoulder.
"I asked her what happened to her lip, and now she's crying." He patted my back. I looked up at them, wiping the make-up that stained my tears.
"My... My mom did it," I whispered.
"You mean, your mom...hit you?" Billie asked shocked.
"She always have," I sniffed as Tre ran his fingers through my short black hair. "She calls me really fucking bad names. One time she actually told me," I sobbed, "that I was an accident, and that I didn't deserve to live."
"She doesn't know what she's talking about," Tre told me. Billie sat down next to us, and we quickly changed the subject and started talking about food. And how it's like a drug, and it's so addicting, you literally can't live without it. Weird, I know.
"Yeah... So you were pretty wasted last night." He lightly smiled.
"Like always." We laughed.
"So you like my friend, Katie?" I smiled at him because I knew she was awake, by the way she hit me, oh so sneakily...
"Well, if you must know... Yes." I nodded and nudged Katie lightly and then started laughing.
"Shut the fuck up," Katie told me as she sat up. She looked at me, then clutched her head in pain. Billie got up and left. When he came back he brought another set of 3 pills, and more water.
"Thanks." She smiled cheekily at him. I know she likes him.
"Oh shit!" I yelled as I accidently woke Tre and some other guy up.
"What?" Katie and Billie asked in unison, same expressions wiped their face.
"Morning," Tre said getting up slowly. He nudged 'the guy', as I looked at the clock. It read, 11:23pm.
"Fuck. Oh uh, morning. Hi." I waved at 'the guy'.
"I'm Mike. Nice to meet ya." He smiled. I shook his hand.
"Look Katie, I have to go. As far as I know, I'm in deep shit. Gotta go home. Fast," I took a deep breath, "now," I said as I remembered last time I came home late...without a note.
"We'll walk you -" Tre started.
"That wouldn't be a good idea," I cut him off. "My parents. Well, they are far from asshole. They are like dominaters, with a really fuckin' cruel mind towards me. If they say me with anyone at my door, their ass wouldn't be safe either," I sighed.
"Well, then we'll walk you to your corner," Billie offered. I nodded.
"Yeah, that's work." All of us got up, and ready in approximately 2 minutes. And out the door we went.
As we said our goodbyes, I looked down, shagged my hair, and walked fast. I got to the side of my house, and snuck through my backyard, up the tree and into my room. "Hello, miss-bad-ass." I look up only to see my mother, vodka in one hand, belt in the other. "Wasn't expecting to see me were you princess?" I shook my head. I turned around trying to jump back to the tree to go back to Billie's house. She swung me around and socked me square in the lip. I felt blood rushing to the opening of my wound, blood that was so warm. I give her a dirty look, push her back, and quickly made my way to the corner. My lip felt so numb, as I felt light-headed. I looked down to see I made a huge blood trail from my lip.
"Anyone here!" I yelled at Billie's house, as I continuously knock, as hard as I could, without passing out. Someone opened the door and gasped, as I fell in their arms.
Hours later
"You ok? Are you ok!?" I heard yelling, but they were so distant. I slowly open my eyes, to make out a figure over me with green hair,
"Tre!" I screamed, crying, hugging him tightly.
"Thank God you're ok! You passed out for 3 hours! I mean, what the fuck happened to your lip?!" I gasped remember what my mom had done. I choked up tears.
"She awake?" Billie looked in the room that we were in. "Shit, you ok?" I kept crying into Tre's shoulder.
"I asked her what happened to her lip, and now she's crying." He patted my back. I looked up at them, wiping the make-up that stained my tears.
"My... My mom did it," I whispered.
"You mean, your mom...hit you?" Billie asked shocked.
"She always have," I sniffed as Tre ran his fingers through my short black hair. "She calls me really fucking bad names. One time she actually told me," I sobbed, "that I was an accident, and that I didn't deserve to live."
"She doesn't know what she's talking about," Tre told me. Billie sat down next to us, and we quickly changed the subject and started talking about food. And how it's like a drug, and it's so addicting, you literally can't live without it. Weird, I know.
