I didn't know how to react to Caroline's 'threat.' I didn't feel like thinking about it so when I got home I snuck to my room and pushed play on my iPod and let the music fill my head.
"Missy!!!" my mom screamed so loud I could hear her over my music. I turned my iPod off and shoved it in a drawer. As I walked downstairs I could hear things banging and being thrown.
"Yes, mom?" I asked her once I reached the kitchen. She had a bottle of wine in her hands.
"Did you do your homework?" she asked me. God, she was already drunk.
"No, it's friday so we didn't get any"
"EXCUSES!!!! YOUR GOING TO FAIL IN LIFE YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT. I NEVER EVEN WANTED YOU. NOBODY WILL EVER WANT YOU!" she yelled in my face. When she was done yelling I turned to leave and before I reached the door I felt something hit my back and head, before I knew it I was falling to the ground. I turned to see what hit me and I saw moms wine bottle at my feet. Great. She threw a wine bottle at me..... The next thing I knew everything was going black and i could see my drunk mother laughing her head off at the fact she hit me.
I woke up on the kitchen floor, I didn't expect that my parents would actually move me. So I sat up and went back to my room. I looked at my phone- oh my word! It's late Saturday afternoon!! I looked at my messages, I had a few but I didn't feel like texting anyone. I was about to hit delete when I saw one message, and it took me by surprise.
"Hey Missy, it's Devin. I was wondering if you wanted to go out Saturday. You know... Catch a movie?" I hit reply and thought about it.... Why not? I'm not going to sleep with him or anything, besides ever since he knocked me over in choir I feel... Attracted to him. (but in a totally non-sexual way)
"Sure" I responded. "What time" I set my phone down and went to the bathroom to see how bad my injury was. It wasn't bad, there was a little blood in my hair, which was now really messy, and I only had a few bruises including my healing black eye from the other day. I decided to check my phone and sure enough I had a new text message.
"7? I could pick you up?" No. Devin could not pick me up. My dad would flip shit.
"You don't have to pick me up. I'll meet you at the theater." after the message sent I went back to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The shower felt great, they always did. They made me feel so clean and most of all- it made me forget what life is really like. It makes my mind go to its happy place, where there is no Rick, no drama, no sluts threatening me. I loved showers. I washed my body and hair quickly and got out of the shower. When I reached my room I checked the clock- 5:40. Awesome, I had awhile till I needed to leave. I walked over to my closet and tried to pick out an outfit. There were so many choices, but I finally decided on my black skinny jeans and a loose, purple, dress shirt. Once I was dressed I quickly dried my hair and turned on my hair straighter. As I let that heat up I checked the clock again - 6:00 - I went back to the dresser and took my time doing my hair. In no time my hair was it's usual soft and straight. I took a minute and looked at myself in the mirror, i decided makeup wouldn't be necessary this evening. Before I went downstairs I slid on my black converse, I know they aren't amazing but I don't have enough money for shoes to go with each outfit.
I got the theater at 6:50 so I texted devin,
"Are you at the theater?"
"yea. You?"
"Yea. I'm here. Lol I'm sitting in my car."
"Oh, I'm in the lobby, I've got the tickets"
"Alright. I'll be right in"
I got out of my car and walked towards the theater. When i got in the theater I saw that Devin was waiting by the concession stand, I walked over to him and he greeted me.
"Hey!" he said before pulling me into a hug, I tensed up, because i feel scared when guys touch me, but he didn't notice. I never liked people touching me, especially guys. We walked to the theater and sat in the top row. Awhile into the movie Devin started making 'moves.' He tried holding my hand, he attempted putting his arm around me, but that was it- during the movie. After the movie Devin made me wait because he "wanted to watch the credits." So I waited but once everyone left he grabbed my hand and tried kissing me. His lips crashed against mine with force, I tried to push him away but he had his arms around me, and while his lips were busy his hands wondered to my legs and started to reach into my jeans. I have to get out of here. How could I have been so stupid? Devin didn't want to go on a date, he's just your usual man-whore. Devin pulled away a for a breath and I took this to my advantage. I spat in his face and ran when he tried to wipe it off. Once I was out of the theater I ran for my car. I didn't start it, i just sat there trying to catch my breath. How could he? My vision started to get blurry with tears and I wiped them away, I need to get home. I started my car and drove home. When I opened the door it was quiet, I snuck to the kitchen and saw my mom passed out on the table and I heard my dad in the living room. I tiptoed up to my room and locked my door.
BUZZZZZ
The noise took me by surprise but I knew what it was. I whipped out my phone and looked at my messages. It was from Jacob.
"Hey Missy, how are you?" oh how I loved this boy, he was so sweet.
"I've been better Jake." before I knew it Jacob was calling me-
"Hello?" I asked into the phone
"Missy? What's wrong?"
"I had a date with Devin" I started to sob "Jake... I don't know why I did it..."
"Did he hurt you?!" he was angry now, "I'm coming over. I'll be at your window in a sec." he hung up and I wiped my eyes. I unlocked my window for Jake and decided I should change into my pajamas. I slipped on some green shorts and pulled a white tank top over my head. I heard a gasp and I looked in my mirror, there stood Jake. He had just climbed into my window, I couldn't help it but I ran to him and started to cry into his chest. He picked me up bridal style and carried me to my bed. He laid me down and the climbed in next to me. As I cried he didn't say a word, he just let me lay on him and rubbed patterns on my back. This hasn't been the first time he has done this. He climbs in my window whenever I need him, since he lives down the road. Before I knew it I was drifting to sleep and then everything went black.
*****Author's Note*****
Hey! How do you like the story so far? I'm open to constructive critisim! Lol so I'm sorry I haven't uploaded in awhile, sorry.
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