I steady myself on the bathroom sink before looking in the mirror. Fucking hell why does this always have to happen to me? I thought I was done with that part of my life getting beat up for no reason. I lifted up my shirt to check the damage already knowing that the bruises were forming and sure enough I could already see faint purple marks around my ribs. I sign as I let my shirt drop back down.
Why me
I walk to the door and exit into the empty hallways. Slightly clutching my side as I walked to the cafe.
"No it 's Me gusta not 'me' gusta. It's like saying M E H meh. If you don't get this down then you are going to fail spanish you know how much she cares about pronunciation." I heard Larry drilling one of our friends as I walked into the cafeteria.
"Ok ok I got it, stop bickering me mother." Oh it was Ash he was talking to. I see her smirking as I finally get to the table.
"Hey guys, what are you talking about?" I ask, grabbing my piece of pizza.
"Nothing Larry's just helping me with my spanish homework because he's a pro at it." Ash responds.
"...Ok who are you? The real Ash would never compliment Larry in any type of way." I question with a smile. She glares at me before continuing on her paper. I begin to eat my pizza when I see Larry shoot me a worried glance out of the corner of my eye.
Why did he look at me like that?
We all just talk aimlessly for the rest of lunch and when the bell rings we all part ways. Larry walks me to my next class like always but he's more quiet than usual. We say our goodbyes and I walk into History while Larry goes to his photography class.
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It was early out today so classes were shorter and we got out at 1:20 pm. Usually I'm happy about getting out of school early but something was off. The walk home just felt different. Uncomfortable even. Like if I even breathe too loud I'll destroy something. I wanted to ask Larry if he felt the same way but I just couldn't gather any words to. He's still worried looking and I keep seeing all the side glances he gives me. When we enter the apartment the atmosphere doesn't change like I hoped it would.
"Larry, is something wrong? I keep seeing you look at me and you look worried. What's wrong?" I finally muster to ask.
"Uh it's nothing dude don't worry." He responds rather quickly.
"Well obviously it is something because you've been doing it all day and you're not talking as much as usual and the atmosphere is just really.... idk weird. Just tell me what is wrong." I beg him to tell me. I just want to know if I did something wrong.
You're failing him again...how pathetic. You are just someone who ruins people's lives. Making them worry for no reason. Tsk tsk.
I shake my head to clear the thoughts while waiting for Larry's response.
"Dude it's nothing just drop it ok? God." I take a deep breath as he answers. He sounds annoyed at me for asking. I shy back some not wanting to make him mad or even more annoyed with me.
"I'm sorry I just...I just wanted to know if I did something wrong..." I reply in almost a whisper. He looks at me with a glare and just scoffs.
What did I do? Think idiot..what's something you did that could have made him mad. I don't know, I don't think I did anything wrong....did I?
You lived, you're a burden. No wonder he's mad at you.
Stop it
I sit on the bed and watch as Larry sets his stuff down and rushes out of the room. I sigh, not wanting to bother him anymore. I decide to just take a nap before I send myself into an anxiety attack. I lay down as I hear Larry's voice carry through the half open door.
Who's he talking to? He sounds worried...
I sit up a bit to try and I guess hear a little better I honestly don't know why I sat up some.
"Larry are...are you ok?" I talk loudly enough for the male to hear me. He gets quiet before I hear shuffling.
"Yeah I'm fine just leave me alone for a bit. Ok?" He responds standing in the doorway looking at me. I nod my head at him before laying down again to sleep. Maybe it'll be better when I wake up? Hopefully....
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Yawning as I sit up from my nap I again hear Larry talking outside the room to someone in a worried tone. I check my phone and see that it's 7pm. That was a long nap...woops. I stretch my arms a bit before standing up to go check on Larry. The room was dim and quiet other than Larry's muffled voice. Walking to the door deciding that I'm going to find out what Larry is worried about and why he is being so snappy.
"Lar? You're still out here?" I ask in a low voice to not startle him. He looks up at me and doesn't say anything. "Are you ok? Do you wanna talk?" I ask the still man. He again doesn't say anything and just stares at me. His breathing becomes ragged and I see his eyes begin to glare at me. I take a deep breath before walking towards him slowly. He stands up towering over me. I avoid his gaze and look at the floor.
"Want to know what's wrong?" His voice is low and he seems to be trying not to yell, "The hospital bills came in today. And I think you can tell where this is going." He lets out a ragged deep breath while still staring down at me. I shrink down into myself. We still haven't spoken much about that.... I slowly look up and him and his face is no longer riddled with anger he's just staring me down.
"O-oh they did...Can I see them?" I asked, my voice quivered a bit as I spoke. He turns around quickly and grabs some papers. He tosses them on the table by me and I take the chance to go look at them. My heart drops when I see the amount due to pay.
Amount due: $34,161.85
That's a lot of money. Guess my health insurance didn't cover that much. Why would it this is America. I tense looking over everything and slowly look back at Larry who is looking at me with a blank expression again. I open my mouth to say something when he interrupts.
"Fucking thirty-four thousand plus dollars!! How the fuck do you expect to pay for this damn bill. We all know your dad isn't going to do shit about it. Fuck he even denies that you're his son now. You don't have a job and mom barely makes ends meat working at this dump. HOW THE FUCK DO WE PAY THIS SAL? THIS IS ALL YOU!! Every single number on that fucking paper is cause of shit doctors had to do FOR YOU! God why the fuck did you even have to go and do that shit? It's so so fucking pathetic-" He quickly stops after realizing what he said. I don't say anything and just continue to look at the ground crying quietly. "Sal I'm so sorry I didn't mean to say that i-it just came out!" He stumbles out.
I slowly lift my head to look at him and when he sees I'm crying he stops everything. "You may think it was pathetic that I tried to kill myself. Go ahead, call me pathetic. But before you do I fucking dare you to live in my life for one fucking day." I take a deep breath before continuing, "You don't live every goddamn day of your life dreading waking up and not knowing if you will even make it through the day. You don't spend countless hours debating whether or not your gonna eat that day or fuck even week."
"Sal I'm sorry I reall-"
"Save it. If you said it in a fit of rage then you must have thought of me as that in just regular thinking. Don't spend a thing on that bill I'll pay it off myself so you don't have to worry about anything. I'm sorry I'm such a fucking burden to you and only cause you trouble." My voice shakes as I finish the sentence and I hug myself trying to not cry anymore.
"Sal...I really am sorry. I've never thought of you as pathetic and it was such a bitch thing for me to say at all. I'll help you pay off the bill. I can start selling my paintings and get a job in town." He walks towards me slowly with his hand outstretched to me. I take a deep breath once again before walking past him to the room.
"Larry...I never asked to be saved. Just because I already tried and know what it's like doesn't mean everything I thought and went through before is just gone. Sometimes it's worse. We can talk about this some more in the morning. I'll tell you everything in time but for now we can start with the most recent things. OK?" I stand in the doorway facing the room awaiting his response. I smile when I hear a faint 'ok'.
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Human (Sally Face)
FanfictionWelcome to book 2. I advise you read Bones first before reading this book What if Sally didn't die? Sal fisher has never had an easy life. His mother was taken from him at a young age. Along with her being gone the thing that killed her destroyed S...
