chapter nine: bad luck

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I feel the burning simmering heat of the sun on my skin, I hear cars speeding past me as I lay limp on top of dirty grass. I squint my eyes open and lift my hand over my face to block the sun. Where am I? What happened to me? I ask myself while looking around. Suddenly all of the horrible memories from last night flood my brain in a quick flash. Clay, blond bitch, Kate, Josh, The many many margaritas, and walking home. Well attempting to walk home because clearly I didn't make it there. I notice I still have my purse on me, thank god. I rummage through my purse desperately hoping that my phone is still alive. Fuck. That stupid dead battery icon is the only thing on my screen. I open my wallet to find nothing inside besides my mothers business card.

"Just great!" I mumble to myself sarcastically. How drunk did I have to be to decide to walk home? The distance between my house and Clays house is roughly 20 miles. What was I thinking?! What the fuck do I do now?! I can't call anyone, I don't have any money, so my only choice is to walk home. Maybe when I find a convenient store Ill ask to use their phone. Yeah.. that's what Ill do. Ugh my feet are killing me! I look down to my feet and see sausages. They are so swollen! Probably from passing out and sleeping in these tight things for hours. I unstrap my heels and feel a sense of relief once I free them. Looks like I'm going to be walking barefoot. I hold my heels in my left hand and lift myself up from the grass with my right hand and start my walk, It's going to be a while. I step on the street and my feet instantly start burning.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!' I yelp while jumping up and down on each foot to try and distribute the heat between them. I hop over to some grass  on the side of the street and sigh. Why is it so hot today? Oh my god It has to be at least 90 degrees outside! Another trickle of sweat rolls down my face. I wipe it to reveal black all over my hand from my smudged mascara. I continue my walk, trying to make it as enjoyable as possible by taking in the beautiful scenery around me. And by beautiful I mean grass and fields for miles and miles ahead. I have yet to see a slight sign of civilization besides the highway or the occasional build board. After another 30 minutes of walking I think I see a store in the distance. I squint my eyes to try and make out what store it is. convenient store! Its a convenient store! I start to walk slightly faster but I'm so exhausted. My head, My ankles, My EVRYTHING HURTS! I approach closer to the convenient store very desperate for a much needed bathroom break. I enter the store and get a dirty look from the cashier, wonder what his problem is. Finally! I get to use the bathroom! Once I enter the bathroom I see the mirror and immediately gasp. No wonder the cashier gave me a look. I look like I've been run over by a huge bus! Even worse than that! I touch my face and groan trying to put myself back together. I give up after a couple of minutes and use the restroom. After I'm done I give myself one last disgusted look in the mirror and exit the restroom and walk up to the cashier. 

"Excuse me? Where is a phone that I can use?" I ask the cashier politely. 

He points to the left "right over there." 

I thank him and walk over to the old telephone hanging from the wall. Crap. The only phone numbers I have memorized are my parents. Do I call them? They're still out of country so I'm not sure if they will answer but ill give it a try anyways. dialing in my mothers number, putting it to my ear I mumble "Pick up...pick up..." 30 seconds go by and nothing. Okay I still have dads I remind myself. 30 seconds go by again and still nothing! Awesome, now I'm really on my own and the sun is setting. I go up to the cashier again and ask him how many miles it is to GraceLand St. Which is the main road of my neighborhood. 

He finishes typing on his computer then looks up at me. "Around 8."

"Okay thank you." I respond to him and leave the convenient store. Okay 8 miles. That's doable I think. I start my walk again but this time the sun is setting and its starting to rain. Just my luck. Every step I take feels like a mud slide. After 10 minutes of walking in poring rain I notice a car slowing down next to me. Creepy. The creepy car starts to roll down its window and I start to get freaked out so I run. The car speeds up to me again and I hear a familiar voice call my name.

"Anna! Is that you?" A voice calls in the distance from the car.

I run faster. "How do you know my name!?" I scream. "Go away!" 

The car keeps its pace with me along the road. "Anna calm down! Its me Mike from school!"

Mike?! What the fuck!? I instantly stop and put my hand over my forehead to try and stop the rain from getting in my eyes so I can see clearly to make sure this is real. "Mike?" I call out.

The car parks on the side of the road and a tall figure opens the door and rushes towards me. I can confirm its mike. "Anna! What are you? Why are you?" He says while looking me up and down. "Why are you out here all alone in the dark while its raining with a dress on and no shoes! Did someone do something to you? A-Are you alright?" Mike asks panicked.

"I-I'm okay Mike, I just- no one did anything to me I just did something stupid okay?" I say while shivering. 

Mike looks from left to right and put his hands on my shoulder. "Jesus you look bad, here lets get you into my car. Ill take you home."

Like hell he'll take me home! "No!" I shout. "Ill walk home, I promise I'm o-okay, I'm almost there." I repeat softly, "I-I'm almost there." Oh no! My stomach is hurting again! I lean over and put my hands on my knees and take deep breaths. 1...2...3...breathe...1...2...3...breathe. NOPE! Next think I know, I'm throwing up all over the place and Mike is lifting my hair out of the way.

"No way I'm leaving you out here like this. C'mon we're leaving." Mike holds my hand and leads me to his car. I slowly trail behind him. He opens the back door and I sit while he puts my seatbelt on for me because I am too weak. A couple of seconds later Mike opens the driver seat door and sighs while he gets in. "Alright Anna can you tell me your address?" He asks me.

I tell him my address and immediately pass out asleep. 

I wake up confused, and hear Mike softly singing to a song on the radio. I rub my eyes and its completely dark outside. "Where am I? Why am I in your car?" I ask Mike confused.

"Feeling better from your hangover?" Mike interrogates me. 

What? "My What- H-How did you know?!" I asked shocked.

He looks at me in his rearview mirror and raises his eyebrow. "It wasn't that hard to notice the big bottle of half drunken whiskey in your purse. I expect to hear the whole story tomorrow after school during our mentor session." 

"What?" I whine. I notice we are almost to my house. He pulls into my driveway and gets out. He walks over to my door and opens it and I hop out and take my purse full of whiskey with me.

"Lets go," Mike demands me. 

"Why are you coming with me?" I ask him.

We slowly walk up to my house door.

"Well I have to inform your parents of where I found you and what you have in your purse! Don't be silly." 

I look up into his eyes and say in a monotone voice, "My parents aren't home, It's not like they would give a fuck anyways." I sigh.

"language!" He warns. "Well if your parents aren't home, who takes care of you?" Mike says interested. 

I go through my purse to find my house key and put it in the lock. "I take care of myself, I do have a butler that feeds me and cleans, but that's about it." I open the door to reveal a beautiful home.

Mike strokes his stubble of a beard, "Well just so you know, I will be emailing your parents about your whereabouts after school tomorrow. Understand me?"

I stand in the door way of my house staring at Mike. "Ugh, I guess so...I don't really have a choice."

Mike looks shocked. "Don't make me pull you over my knee in your own home. Now I'm going to ask again and you better respond respectfully this time or your not going to like the outcome. Do you understand me?

I groan and respond, "Yes sirrr.." holding onto the 'R' sound.

"Thank you Anna, Ill see you at school tomorrow okay?" He says softly. "Get some rest please."

I nod and close the door and lock it. I walk up the stairs to my room and barely make it to my bed before passing out asleep.


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