The Girl who Saved Dallas Winston (A Dally Fanfic)

7. Sneaking Out

    It has been a week since I saw Soda and the gang last. It has been a week since Mother hit me. School starts in about a week. I couldn't be more conflicted in the midst of all of this. I wish there was a version of me from the future that would be able to come back and tell me everything will be okay.
  I have talked to Cherry over the phone with Mother supervising, more like eavesdropping. That's the only way I am allowed to communicate as of now. Sure I would rather talk to Soda or Dally... did I really just write Dally? No matter, back to my point, I wouldn't be talking to Cherry if I had better options but mother would kill me if I called any of the guys. The only reason why I have been keeping in contact with Cherry at all is to ease my fear of the upcoming school year. Quite frankly I am terrified. Not only to be faced with high school once more but in fear of more awful people such as David, and well David himself. I just have so many worries and I am feeling trapped.

  I will write again tomorrow my dear diary, and it will probably be as boring as it is today,

  Love,
   Christine Landon.

  I gently smile before putting my journal back into my nightstand before finally lifting myself from my bed to start the day. My burns have nearly healed, some areas are still bruised and some areas have scabbed but for the most part, they are resolved. The fingermark bruises are the most prevalent and looking at them makes me sick. But even those are healing nicely and should be gone in the next day or so. After checking on my wounds I hop into the shower trying my very best to keep this day positive, maybe I can convince Mother to let me out of the house today. Even if it is just to go pick up my bike from Cherry's, even if it's just a trip to the grocery store.

  After showering I quickly dress and get ready for the day. I decide on a corduroy skirt and a lilac top with a matching headband before heading downstairs. I am greeted by Mother droning her morning cup of coffee.

  "Do we have any plans for the day?" I ask carefully. This week has been hell, she has brought her ego back and has seemingly forgotten all about her apology. It's as if it never happened. Asking this every morning has made me feel so small, but being stuck at home has made me feel even smaller.

  "No, you will stay home and clean again," She demands turning a page in the newspaper.

  "Mother please, I am begging you. Even if it is just to hang out with Cherry? Even if it is just to get my bike back from her house?"

  "Christine, we talked about this. You are under house arrest until I decide you are not. Your hopeful comments are not helping your case in the slightest," She continues causing me to hold in an annoyed eye roll and sigh.

  "Good morning!" Aunt Kathy's booming voice cheers filling the whole house with noise as she invites herself inside.

  "What are you doing?" Mother asks confusion and annoyance in her voice.

  "I came for a quick cup of tea. Then I am planning on taking my niece out to shop for back to school. If I can't spoil her what's the point of having her here!" Kathy explains with a large grin on her face, one that is extremely contagious.

  "Christine is still in trouble, she is still under house arrest," Mother snaps back in reply.

   "Well, you cannot keep her hidden away forever. Plus school starts soon, if we go today we will miss the last-minute crowds," Kathy whines, pushing my case.

  "Christine why don't you head back upstairs for a minute," Mother demands I can tell boiling up, ready for a fight with her sister.

  "Fine! Anything for you Kathy! Maybe it will be a good thing to get you two pieces of work out into the world and away from me, lord knows I need some fresh air!" Mother yells as she chases Kathy upstairs, allowing me to hear their conversation clearly.