Slaa Smentiraa ldea ramoa esa Nsalea (love, lies, leaks), chapter 4
Oya ema epara yai epusa slaa smanoa sdetráa eda acabezi, MATT ohiza omisma...
I stood up and put my hands behind my head, Matt did the same. I looked down at sonny to see if he was starting to stand too, but instead, he was on the ground, bowing to the police officer, and yelling 'Your Grace!'.
I had to fight really hard to keep back my laughter.
The cop didn't find it funny. "Get up NOW." he said, and Sonny immeadatly stood up next to me and put his hands behind his head.
"What did we do?" Sonny asked.
"Someone called 911 and reported that a boy, with peirced lips, and wearing all black, was dealing drugs. And the girl also reported that you tried to hurt her with a knife, and that you had said 'Max is next.' while you were leaving." he said, and made us spred our legs to be searched.
The cop walked over and did a search on us, me,Mmatt, then Sonny. I was clean, except for my black nailpolish, which he confiscated because I might get high off of it. (is that even possible?) Matt had $20 dollars, and a woopie cushion in his pockets. Note to self: Ask matt about the woopie cushion. Then he searched Sonny, and what he pulled out of his pockets made my jaw drop.
He had cocaine in his left pocket, and a knife in his right pocket and around the end of the knife was a picture of me, all cut up. I looked at him and he looked like he was just as shocked as i was.
"Okay, the three of you, in the car." the cop said and handcuffed all three of us. I cold not believe that I was going to jail, what was i going to tell my mother? That I was out all night while she was asleep and i slept with a guy in the park all night, he was doing cocain and he could have possible been trying to kill me?
Most definatly not.
When we got into the car, I was stuck in the middle. Sonny kept trying to explain to me and matt, but we were both ignoing him. I couldn't believe that he had that stuff, he could have killed me. Oh, and guess what happened JUST then? The little voice inside my head finished his burrito and came back to rub it in my face.
Never trust again. I told you. Trouble. people no good.
I decided to look at Sonny, only because of the fact that he was annoying the hell out of me by calling my name over and over again.
"How could you sonny? Where you planning on killing me or something? Or maybe you would just get high or whatever, then kill me?! What was your plan?" I said and filled all of the hatred and anger into those words.
"I swear, I never even.." he started, but I cut in.
"Don't even try that 'I've never seen this before' bullshit with me. You're just like every other guy I have met! they all try to hurt me!!" buy this time, I was flipping out. Matt moved over a bit, so I could move as far away from Sonny as possible.
"And you know what sonny?" I asked, but I didn't let him respond. "I was in love with you! I was actually thinking about... uhg nevermind." I said and I looked out the window.
We got to the police station, and they threw us all into a jail cell for the time being. After they took off the handcuff's I walked over and sat in the corner, crying as much as i did after that party. I felt like it was happening all over again, but this time, the guy was actually trying to hurt me, maybe even kill me. Matt sat semi-next to me, trying to comfort me, and Sonny sat at the opposite side of the room.
I would have loved for Sonny to have killed me just then, I felt dead inside anyways. The cops came about an hour later and took Sonny into a different room to be interogated. I turned to matt.
"Why would Sonny do that?!" i asked, holding back tears at the same time. I have to admit though.
I was never good at multi-tasking.
"I-I don't know. I never knew Sonny would... I never thought he would..." he said, not being able to even finish his sentences.
"Its okay Matt." I said and hugged him comfortingly. He hugged me back and let me cry into his shoulder.
one Hour later
After about an hour, I had stopped crying and was now just sitting there, staring at the wall, trying not to think at all. Believe me, its not as easy as it sounds. And, when they let Sonny back into the cell, it was nearly impossible to stop thinking. Then, when they took Matt in to interogate, it was impossible to stop thinking. I didn't feel safe, or comfortable at all.
Sonny turned to look at me, but i didn't look at him. I tried to think about how bad i must have looked just then, my mascara all ruined, and my hair in a mess. I looked down and noticed that Sonny was still looking at me, and he was even smiling.
oh, that smile could break down the Wall of China, but not me.
He inched closer to me. "Max? Guess what?" He asked, still smiling.
I still ignored him.
"Max, those drugs weren't mine. Neither was the knife. My fingerprints were nowhere on either, and they tested me for use of drugs, and it came up that I hadn't used the drugs at all." He explained, and then waited for me to respond. Was he lieing? Was he telling the truth? Can I trust him?
I stood up and put my hands behind my head, Matt did the same. I looked down at sonny to see if he was starting to stand too, but instead, he was on the ground, bowing to the police officer, and yelling 'Your Grace!'.
I had to fight really hard to keep back my laughter.
The cop didn't find it funny. "Get up NOW." he said, and Sonny immeadatly stood up next to me and put his hands behind his head.
"What did we do?" Sonny asked.
"Someone called 911 and reported that a boy, with peirced lips, and wearing all black, was dealing drugs. And the girl also reported that you tried to hurt her with a knife, and that you had said 'Max is next.' while you were leaving." he said, and made us spred our legs to be searched.
The cop walked over and did a search on us, me,Mmatt, then Sonny. I was clean, except for my black nailpolish, which he confiscated because I might get high off of it. (is that even possible?) Matt had $20 dollars, and a woopie cushion in his pockets. Note to self: Ask matt about the woopie cushion. Then he searched Sonny, and what he pulled out of his pockets made my jaw drop.
He had cocaine in his left pocket, and a knife in his right pocket and around the end of the knife was a picture of me, all cut up. I looked at him and he looked like he was just as shocked as i was.
"Okay, the three of you, in the car." the cop said and handcuffed all three of us. I cold not believe that I was going to jail, what was i going to tell my mother? That I was out all night while she was asleep and i slept with a guy in the park all night, he was doing cocain and he could have possible been trying to kill me?
Most definatly not.
When we got into the car, I was stuck in the middle. Sonny kept trying to explain to me and matt, but we were both ignoing him. I couldn't believe that he had that stuff, he could have killed me. Oh, and guess what happened JUST then? The little voice inside my head finished his burrito and came back to rub it in my face.
Never trust again. I told you. Trouble. people no good.
I decided to look at Sonny, only because of the fact that he was annoying the hell out of me by calling my name over and over again.
"How could you sonny? Where you planning on killing me or something? Or maybe you would just get high or whatever, then kill me?! What was your plan?" I said and filled all of the hatred and anger into those words.
"I swear, I never even.." he started, but I cut in.
"Don't even try that 'I've never seen this before' bullshit with me. You're just like every other guy I have met! they all try to hurt me!!" buy this time, I was flipping out. Matt moved over a bit, so I could move as far away from Sonny as possible.
"And you know what sonny?" I asked, but I didn't let him respond. "I was in love with you! I was actually thinking about... uhg nevermind." I said and I looked out the window.
We got to the police station, and they threw us all into a jail cell for the time being. After they took off the handcuff's I walked over and sat in the corner, crying as much as i did after that party. I felt like it was happening all over again, but this time, the guy was actually trying to hurt me, maybe even kill me. Matt sat semi-next to me, trying to comfort me, and Sonny sat at the opposite side of the room.
I would have loved for Sonny to have killed me just then, I felt dead inside anyways. The cops came about an hour later and took Sonny into a different room to be interogated. I turned to matt.
"Why would Sonny do that?!" i asked, holding back tears at the same time. I have to admit though.
I was never good at multi-tasking.
"I-I don't know. I never knew Sonny would... I never thought he would..." he said, not being able to even finish his sentences.
"Its okay Matt." I said and hugged him comfortingly. He hugged me back and let me cry into his shoulder.
one Hour later
After about an hour, I had stopped crying and was now just sitting there, staring at the wall, trying not to think at all. Believe me, its not as easy as it sounds. And, when they let Sonny back into the cell, it was nearly impossible to stop thinking. Then, when they took Matt in to interogate, it was impossible to stop thinking. I didn't feel safe, or comfortable at all.
Sonny turned to look at me, but i didn't look at him. I tried to think about how bad i must have looked just then, my mascara all ruined, and my hair in a mess. I looked down and noticed that Sonny was still looking at me, and he was even smiling.
oh, that smile could break down the Wall of China, but not me.
He inched closer to me. "Max? Guess what?" He asked, still smiling.
I still ignored him.
"Max, those drugs weren't mine. Neither was the knife. My fingerprints were nowhere on either, and they tested me for use of drugs, and it came up that I hadn't used the drugs at all." He explained, and then waited for me to respond. Was he lieing? Was he telling the truth? Can I trust him?
