Mike's Dirty Little Secret, chapter 2
The Next Day
I was still unpacking my shit and things and I was hanging some posters in my room. I noticed the pale boy playing his bass again. I smiled and I continued to hang up posters.
My mom came in.
"Why the fuck do you have all these band posters in here?" she asked.
I could tell she was drunk.
"Because I like all these bands," I replied.
"Whatever," she said. "I think it looks like shit."
"Shut up mom! I like them!" I replied.
She came up to me and she grabbed me. She grabbed my arm with one had and my face with the other.
"Don't you ever talk that way to me again!" she yelled and she smacked me across the face hard. She backed away. "You're such a worthless slut you know that?" she asked. "You really are."
"Shut up mom!" I replied. She always made me feel like shit.
She smacked me across the face again and then she grabbed my arm and she dug her fingernails into my arm and I felt it begin to bleed.
"Don't fucking argue with me!" she screamed right in my face and I could smell the vodka and brandy on her breath.
She left the room after that. I went to my mirror and I already had a bruise forming on my cheek from her hitting me. I began to cry. I didn't know why I would try and fight back. She would always hit me and scream. I wish I had Robbie from back at home. He always helped me, he knew exactly what to say and everything. He was a bit shy when we first met but we really warmed up to each other. He was such a great guy. He had long brown hair. He had glasses but he still looked good. He was of medium height and skinny. Pale like me as well, he was such a sweetheart. My mom went out a little while later, I hope she got hit or something or got her license taken away from drunk driving. I decided to call Robbie.
I went into the kitchen and I got on the chord phone. I dialed Robbie's number. It rang twice.
"Hello?" asked a sleepy Robbie and he yawned.
"Hey Rob," I replied.
"Oh, hey Destiny!" he said happily.
"What's up," I asked.
"Nothing much, you sound a bit upset, what's wrong?" he asked.
"My mom hit me again, twice," I replied.
"Oh, Destiny! Sure you okay?" he asked. "That was a dumb question! Cause you're not!"
"It's okay, I'll be okay. Just a bruise and her fingernails cut my arm again," I replied.
"I wish I could be there to help," Robbie said.
"It's okay. Come down for a road trip sometime in the summer," I replied.
"I will, next month for sure," he said.
"We can go to the east bay and check out the scene," I replied.
"Yeah, that'd be great," Robbie said.
I was beginning to cheer up.
"I just have to get a bit of cash first. I'm sure my mom will give me some. She loves you Des," he said.
"I know, wish I could say the same about my mother," I replied.
"I know," he replied.
We talked for a while, I told him the whole story and what was going on. He didn't talk to much because I knew he really had nothing to say. I hung up with him about 45 minutes later and then I went out on a walk. It was a great day outside for June in California. I saw the pale boy, he was with a very cute boy with long almost black hair. I gave them a wave and said what's up. The pale boy whispered to his friend. Boy was he cute, very, very kissable. The pale boy looked just as good. But the other boy looked great. He smiled at me and I walked on.
When I got back from my walk they were still outside. Once again I waved and I smiled. The boy with the long dark hair started to walk down the driveway and the pale boy followed.
"Hey, are you the new neighbor?" the pale boy asked.
"Yeah," I replied.
"I'm Mike," he said.
"I'm Billie Joe," the boy with the long dark hair said.
"I'm Destiny," I replied.
"Oh, hi, we're neighbors then." Mike said.
"Yep," I replied.
"Well it was nice meeting you, I'll come and see you sometime," the one called Mike said.
"Me too," the one named Billie Joe said. He smiled the most charming smile at me. I could have melted, he was so handsome, so cute. Same as Mike, he was really good looking.
I walked back to my house and my mom was home I walked inside.
"Where the hell have you been?!" my mom asked.
"I was on a walk," I replied.
"And why were you talking to those boys?" she asked.
"They're our neighbors, I thought they were nice, they came down to talk to me," I replied.
"That's not it! You're lying!" she said. "You just want another little boy to fuck," she snarled.
"Mom! No I didn't! They came down to talk to me! Honest!" I replied.
"You're such a slut Destiny!" she screamed. "Go to you're room! NOW!" I ran into my room and I locked the door. I cried again, I couldn't stop crying, I wish my mom wouldn't call me a slut. I wasn't! I hadn't even gone all the way, I was still a virgin. OI! I was so sick of this, I couldn't wait for Robbie to come and visit next month.
I was still unpacking my shit and things and I was hanging some posters in my room. I noticed the pale boy playing his bass again. I smiled and I continued to hang up posters.
My mom came in.
"Why the fuck do you have all these band posters in here?" she asked.
I could tell she was drunk.
"Because I like all these bands," I replied.
"Whatever," she said. "I think it looks like shit."
"Shut up mom! I like them!" I replied.
She came up to me and she grabbed me. She grabbed my arm with one had and my face with the other.
"Don't you ever talk that way to me again!" she yelled and she smacked me across the face hard. She backed away. "You're such a worthless slut you know that?" she asked. "You really are."
"Shut up mom!" I replied. She always made me feel like shit.
She smacked me across the face again and then she grabbed my arm and she dug her fingernails into my arm and I felt it begin to bleed.
"Don't fucking argue with me!" she screamed right in my face and I could smell the vodka and brandy on her breath.
She left the room after that. I went to my mirror and I already had a bruise forming on my cheek from her hitting me. I began to cry. I didn't know why I would try and fight back. She would always hit me and scream. I wish I had Robbie from back at home. He always helped me, he knew exactly what to say and everything. He was a bit shy when we first met but we really warmed up to each other. He was such a great guy. He had long brown hair. He had glasses but he still looked good. He was of medium height and skinny. Pale like me as well, he was such a sweetheart. My mom went out a little while later, I hope she got hit or something or got her license taken away from drunk driving. I decided to call Robbie.
I went into the kitchen and I got on the chord phone. I dialed Robbie's number. It rang twice.
"Hello?" asked a sleepy Robbie and he yawned.
"Hey Rob," I replied.
"Oh, hey Destiny!" he said happily.
"What's up," I asked.
"Nothing much, you sound a bit upset, what's wrong?" he asked.
"My mom hit me again, twice," I replied.
"Oh, Destiny! Sure you okay?" he asked. "That was a dumb question! Cause you're not!"
"It's okay, I'll be okay. Just a bruise and her fingernails cut my arm again," I replied.
"I wish I could be there to help," Robbie said.
"It's okay. Come down for a road trip sometime in the summer," I replied.
"I will, next month for sure," he said.
"We can go to the east bay and check out the scene," I replied.
"Yeah, that'd be great," Robbie said.
I was beginning to cheer up.
"I just have to get a bit of cash first. I'm sure my mom will give me some. She loves you Des," he said.
"I know, wish I could say the same about my mother," I replied.
"I know," he replied.
We talked for a while, I told him the whole story and what was going on. He didn't talk to much because I knew he really had nothing to say. I hung up with him about 45 minutes later and then I went out on a walk. It was a great day outside for June in California. I saw the pale boy, he was with a very cute boy with long almost black hair. I gave them a wave and said what's up. The pale boy whispered to his friend. Boy was he cute, very, very kissable. The pale boy looked just as good. But the other boy looked great. He smiled at me and I walked on.
When I got back from my walk they were still outside. Once again I waved and I smiled. The boy with the long dark hair started to walk down the driveway and the pale boy followed.
"Hey, are you the new neighbor?" the pale boy asked.
"Yeah," I replied.
"I'm Mike," he said.
"I'm Billie Joe," the boy with the long dark hair said.
"I'm Destiny," I replied.
"Oh, hi, we're neighbors then." Mike said.
"Yep," I replied.
"Well it was nice meeting you, I'll come and see you sometime," the one called Mike said.
"Me too," the one named Billie Joe said. He smiled the most charming smile at me. I could have melted, he was so handsome, so cute. Same as Mike, he was really good looking.
I walked back to my house and my mom was home I walked inside.
"Where the hell have you been?!" my mom asked.
"I was on a walk," I replied.
"And why were you talking to those boys?" she asked.
"They're our neighbors, I thought they were nice, they came down to talk to me," I replied.
"That's not it! You're lying!" she said. "You just want another little boy to fuck," she snarled.
"Mom! No I didn't! They came down to talk to me! Honest!" I replied.
"You're such a slut Destiny!" she screamed. "Go to you're room! NOW!" I ran into my room and I locked the door. I cried again, I couldn't stop crying, I wish my mom wouldn't call me a slut. I wasn't! I hadn't even gone all the way, I was still a virgin. OI! I was so sick of this, I couldn't wait for Robbie to come and visit next month.
