Gone

Liar!

(I decided that sometimes you will be able to see Rochelle's side of the story.)

||Rochelle's POV||

"This is wrong." He complains as I continue to kiss him. He pulls away.
"I swear I just saw her through the window. I don't feel right about this! She's your best friend! Don't you feel bad at least a little bit?"

"Well of course I feel bad, She's my best freind! But, she's a bum and we love each other!" I caress his beautiful face and softly kiss his lips." I thought you loved me?"

He stays silent, just stares at me. I quickly push him away.

"You said you loved me! Say it! Say you love me!" I yell. He quickly grabs my wrists, trying to calm me down. He pulls me into his chest and places his hand on my hair and one on the small of my back.

"Of course I love you. Which is exactly why I feel guilty about it. I'm supposed to love Kay! She's a good student, a nice person, knows how to hold her own, and my parents love her.
But, I love you. Someone who's cold to the people who care about her, she's a bad girl, cares nothing about authority.."

"Okay I get it!" I snap. That's it! I've had enough of his complaining! "Get out!"

"But babe!"

"No! Go to Kay, the perfect, nice girl that you want! Just get out and stay out!" I scowl.

"Whatever! You're a bitch anyways!" He grabs his jacket and stomps downstairs. I know he leaves when the door shakes the ground and I hear a SLAP!

I groan and fall backwards on my bed. I was hoping we wouldn't fight so that we could use this bed.

Okay, I know what you're thinking. I'm some kind of slut bitch but I'm really not! Kay couldn't keep a man happy if her life depended on it and I will not allow her to spoil any other friendship for me! When ever I'm friends with her boyfriends and it ends badly, they never talk to me again in fear that I'll report back to her! SO not true!

So actually I'm doing her a favor. She keeps her little crush, but I make sure her little fantasies with him never come true. He's too great a friend for me to lose him. Not to mention his talents in bed. I couldn't walk for a week! Sad thing is, Kay's still a virgin and she wants to loose it to him, but I already lost mine to him a couple months ago and it's friend code that if your friend loses her virginity to a guy, you can't have sex with him.

Not my rules, hers.

I look out my window and into hers and I see the blinds shut. Huh? Oh well. Hopefully she didn't see any of that.

Suddenly, my phone rings.

"Babe I'm sorry! Open your bedroom door!" Griffin yells out of breath into my ear. I open my bedroom door and am immediately tackled by him." You're not a bitch! I love you!"

"Baby! It's okay, I know you're just stressed. I am too." I say and stroke his hair as he hugs my torso. It's so cute how he bends down to hug my stomach when he's sad just like a little boy!
"Let's go downstairs and I'll make us some sandwiches."

He nods, still clinging onto me. I pry him off and we go downstairs

||Kay's POV||

I storm over to her house and rip open the door. There she sits with him, spreading mustard on a piece of bread with a butter knife. As soon as I open the door, everyone's eyes meet mine. All I can see is red.

"How could you?!" I scream." I thought I could trust you, but that was obviously my first mistake! You're such a liar! I can never trust you again!" I say pointing at her as I talk.

"Kay! Let me ex-"

My hand comes in contact with her skin, sending her tumbling to the floor. I hadn't even planned on doing that. I look at my hand which is now red from the harsh thrashing.

Rochelle whimpers on the floor as she looks up at me, shock in her eyes.

"You're a horrible person!" I yell in a rage and point at Griffin." And so are you! I hate you both!" I say clenching my hands into fists.

"Kay, please calm down! I can explain!" Rochelle shouts from her spot in the ground. By now I've had enough of her and I send my hand in the direction of her face, using all of the hurt I've ever felt in my life as my motivation. When my fist connects with her face, I hear a crack. My hand is throbbing and is covered in her blood.

"Explain that!" I cry and run out the door. This has been the worst rage I've ever been in. I'm pretty sure I broke her jaw too. I watch Griffin lead her out of the house from the comfort of my porch, he's holding a wet, bloody rag against the side of her face. Yep, it's probably broken. And I'm going to be sent to juvie! I quickly run inside, avoid my mom, and go to my bathroom. I go to the toilet and let out contents of my stomach. I wipe of my mouth with toilet paper and go to the sink. I rub the soap on my palm underneath the warm water of the sink and rinse off Rochelle's blood.

What have I done? I'm a horrible person! I beat someone up! Ugh! Good thing tomorrow's Saturday, I could go to an afternoon church service. I need it!

So looks like Kay's had enough! I like it! Tell me what you think! Bye!