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Tommy and I got to Steve's place. He helped me get him out of the car. We took him up to the bedroom, I went to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit. Tommy made himself comfortable and went through his cassettes. I pulled one out that was named David Bowie and others.
Music played in the background while I cleaned him up. "Why do you keep doing it" Tommy broke the silence. "What?" "Keep protecting him and cleaning his wounds. When he treats you like shit?" Tommy said. "He doesn't have anyone, and if I turn my back on him now what kind of friend would I be" I told him, putting bandages and band-aids on the still open wounds.
I finished him up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. I went back to the room, well I was going to enter but I didn't want to ruin the moment. Tommy looked over at Steve fondly. "I know you can't hear me, but you have no idea how much it enrages me that you hurt y/n/n. You know what the worst part is that I can't bring myself to hurt you, because I fucking love you. I hate the fact that you can't know cause I know you'll be repulsed. I hate the way you chase after girls that don't even like you. What I hate the most is that I can't stop my feelings for you" he spat angrily but not at Steve but at himself.
"I thought you said you were over him" I stated making him notice my presence. "How can I? He was the person that made me realize I liked boys. Let's not forget he was my first kiss" he retorted. "Yeah, I know but at the end if he does accept your feelings he'll just end up hurting you" I replied, walking out of the bathroom with 3 pills of Advil. I look around his room for a piece of paper and a pencil. I found them and wrote 'Morning sleepyhead, take the pills for your soreness and pain. Hey, don't beat yourself about what happened. It was my fault. Hope you feel better. Love Y/n and Tommy <3'
I finished writing the note and me and Tommy showed ourselves out. "Do you want me to take you back to school so we could go pick up your car?" "No, it's fine you can just drop me off home and if you could be so kind to give me a ride tomorrow morning" he said with pleading eyes. "It's the least I can do" we hopped in the car and made my way to Tommy's place, dropped him off and gave each other our goodbyes.
I made my way home. I turned off car and stepped out. At the house right now, it was just me, mom, and Holly. Holly was sleeping and mom was just sitting in the dining room. "Hey mummies" I greeted. "Hello darling, how was school today?" "It was great nothing to difficult" I told her lying through my teeth.
"That's great. Hey darling, I got a question." "And I my just might have an answer." I said jokingly. "How are you holding up with the THING?" She said out off nowhere. If I had a liquid in my mouth I would have chocked, I was soo taken a back. "What prompted this question" I asked clearly uncomfortable. "I know, I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked you have full control over IT. But what I really wanted to ask. Do you think I am being too harsh with Mike and Nan-" "Don't say her name it don't want to hear anything about her" I cut off my mother before she could say her name. "Don't you think you being childish about this. It's been a year, let it go already darling" mother tried to reason with me. "No, it's been a year since but it was year long. Que me quisieron ver la cara de estupida*. I trusted her. I really thought she was happy for me but she was just jealous of what I had" I raised my voice slightly out of anger towards her, Steve and myself but never my mother. (They wanted to see my stupid face*).
I can't say that Steve was my first love because he wasn't. I just happened to like him like a lot. Me and Steve began dating the beginning of sophomore year. I told her about it, I thought she seemed happy at the time, but boy was I wrong. During our relationship I was following Steve like a little duckling, then he grew colder and distant. I wasn't the only one who noticed, Tommy did as well. Six months into it our relationship was more physical than anything. Six more months passed and that's when Tommy told me about, Nancy and Steve. I wasn't mad at him for telling me, I was mad at Steve, Nancy, but mostly at me. I couldn't believe that I let it go an for that long. Steve and Nancy were seeing each other for the majority of my relationship with Steve. I learned one lesson out of that experience, MEN ARE DISPOSABLE AND THEY SHOULD ALWAYS BE AT YOUR FEET BEGGING AND WORSHIPING.
A knock cut off my thoughts. "I'm home" a voice called out through the air. "Hey dad" I ran over to give him a hug. He reciprocated the hug. Me and dad have always been close compared to my other siblings. He always defended me and bought me things. "Hello, honey. How was work" mom asked, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. Mom and Dad never loved each other. Mom was young when she got pregnant with my brother and me. Dad came from a good family, had money and a stable job. So they found a house at the end of cul-de-sac. And started a family. They are only together to keep up an image.
