Love Is Messy

~𝓢𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼~

"Uh, well." I thought for a second, trying to think of an excuse. "Well, basically, my mom got unemployed and my brother got kicked off of his team for vandalism." She purses her lip and laughs. "Damn, that bitch really think that she could do sum' to you because of that?" She laughs and shakes her head, while I laugh along nervously, biting my lip. 

Amelia begins to grab her stuff and smiles after throwing the trash in the trash bin. "I had so much fun! I'll shoot you a text once I get home and tell you when I'm free." I nodded but then I grabbed her hand before she could leave. "You could spend the night?" She drops her bag on the floor and raises an eyebrow. "How come you didn't suggest this before?" I laugh and stand up. "So, you can meet me at my place?" I ask, picking up my back pack. "Uh, no. I'm coming with you." She rushes outside and I laugh, thanking the waiter and giving a tip. 

"Wait, wait!" I yell, as she walks over to my car. How the hell did she know it was mine? "Shouldn't you go home and pack?" I ask. She looks over at me and considers it. "That's actually a good idea." She laughs and I burst out in giggles. "Alright, send me your address." I nod and she runs over to a beat up mersadies and zooms off.

I really don't want to go home, so I head back inside. Veronica pushes past me and gives me a little smirk and then everyone else she was with except Asher, follows her out. I groan and made my way back in, sitting at the bar. I take out my phone and begin to text back Tyler about how much I hated him when someone sat next to me and knocked on the counter. I jump up and look over to my left. Oh, it was just Asher.  

"Having fun with your girlfriend?" I ask, putting my phone away, raising my eyebrow. "Oh, her. I wouldn't say she's my girlfriend..." He trails off, looking lost in thought. "It sure looked like it." I laughed, tapping my nails on the counter. "You were watching?" He smirked and then laughed. "No! It's just that little bitc- uh that girl you know, was all over you. Kind of hard to ignore." I shot back, refraining from calling his 'girlfriend' a bitch. 

"Well, she's not. She's like that with everybody. It makes me uncomfortable, but it will keep me off the list of 'people to bully' that the so called jocks or whatever you want to call them made." He shrugged, leaning forward in his seat and resting his elbows on the counter. I hum and take out my phone again. "What about you?" I stop texting, "What?" "Oh, do you have a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend?" I clear my throat and look back at him. "No, I do not." I get back to texting, a little annoyed that he keeps interrupting me. 

"Sooo-" I throw my head back and groan. "What?!" I don't know why I'm so annoyed all of a sudden, but I am. "Uh, sorry. But, when are you starting school? Because school started three months ago and your gonna have a lot to catch up on." 

I thought about that. Since it was Saturday, and school wasn't until Tuesday, I had about two more days to get to know the town again. "Tuesday. Look, I need to get going, but I'll probably see you later since your ass tends to drag around at the barn." I say, jokingly and I stood up. Then an idea shoots in my head. "Wait a minute. Veronice knows what happened with my family. How the hell would she find that out? Your literally the only person who would know that." He looks at me with a confused expression and I just scoff. "Real low, Asher. Whatever you do, keep you and your family's poor little hands out of my buisness." Then he glared at me, his expression turning into full blown anger. I felt a little guilty, but I shouldn't. No one else could've told her. 

I storm out of the restaurant and power walk to my car. 

Once I'm in my car, I turn the keys in the ignition and blast some music. I bob my head back and forth, clearly making a fool of myself. I mean I could dance, but when I was alone in a car...I was stupid as fuck. 

Once I get home, no one is there to open the fence, so I'm stuck jumping out of the car. I almost scream as mud splashes up on my bare legs. I shake my head, knowing I would have to get used to this. I take a confused look at the fence, and then find the latch that opened the gate. While pulling on it, I slip and slide in the mud, landing on my ass. "You've gotta be kidding me." I mumble and then shoot a glance in the same direction as a recognizable laugh echoed through the air. 

"Serves you right for taking the car." Lucy says, pulling herself together. I mumbled a couple curses under my breath before standing up. I literally adored this outfit, and now I had to change. She laughed again as I stormed past her. "I'll just drive the car in!" She yells as I speed-walk past her. I open the door and slam it behind me. Why was everything so ANNOYING?

(TW, mentions of self-harm)

To calm my nerves, I head to the bathroom, ready to take a shower. I slide off my clothes as I wince while the cloth touches my unhealed wounds. Once I am standing there, bare of clothes, it was easy to notice the bars of scars along my arms. And by that, I mean there were at least fifteen fresh ones on each. A couple of scars were on my thighs from when my arms were too filled up with cuts. Then I flip them over to look at the underside, where more cuts are. I sigh and turn on the water and I dip my leg under the shower sprinkle, waiting until it heats up.

When it's done, I slide into the shower, sitting on the floor. My cuts sting like hell and I begin to cry. I couldn't be sorry for myself anywhere else. Not that I was being sorry for myself...it was just that whenever I cried, I felt like I was self-absorbed. My life was pretty good. I didn't have a lot of reasons to cry. I mean my family was gone, but at least I still had Lucy. 

I cry and cry, letting the tears roll down my face along with the water from the shower. Blistering hot water seeps into my cuts and it makes me cry harder, making me want to cut even more. 

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I'm sorry if this part seems unrealistic (the part about all those cuts) but its not. My arms were exactly like this. I had tons on top and under. But, that's not important! What's important is that Adriana needs some support. I feel kinda bad for her :/ 

I also think that Adriana made some things tough with Asher. I hope she didn't ruin their relationship. 

Oh and, mAkE sUrE tO vOtE