THE SCAR THAT NEVER BLED

STUPID CUPID

November 17th 1977

I woke up by the sound of birds chirping and wind howling. I was lying down, it was somewhere comfortable, it was a bed but it wasn't mine. The usual black fluffy comforter I had , has switched to a grey puffy blanket, multiple multi- coloured pillows. A window with sheer red curtains creeping in some light. A mandala being hung on the wall behind me. Small storage cubbies that held CDs. and some posters of the latest trends nowadays, Texas chainsaw massacre, The cramps etc.

Is this Robin's room?

'how did I get here?' I wondered. I turned my head and saw Robin, he was fast asleep in a leathered black chair.One of his arms were on his lap and the other was on the rest of the chair.His right hand rested on his cheek to support his head up. I sat up and lied on my side, I support myself up with my elbows

I tapped his knee trying to wake him, he surprisingly woke up immediately with a slight jump which made me jump as well.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you" I say

"No,no it's alright. Are you feeling okay?" He says leaning in towards me

"Yeah I think so, why?"

Come to think about it I don't remember much about what happened and why I'm in his room

"To narrow it down your mother came here last night, there was a whole fight about your dad and she got angry and smacked you. I swatted them away immediately and carried you up to my room. I was awake but I guess I fell asleep"

"Did she say where she was going?"

"No, she didn't. She just got into the fancy porch and drove away with a man she was with"

I paused for a moment "oh"

"Yeah...Finn called and said if we wanted to go to Shirley's diner with him and Donna wanna come with?"

"Yeah sure"

He smiled "I'll be downstairs" he got up and left, closing the door gently on his way out

I groaned as I got up, my vision was a bit fuzzy and I was abit lightheaded, just probably because I haven't eaten in a while. I realized I was still in my school uniform probably from yesterday since it's Tuesday or was it Friday, whatever who keeps track of the days anymore.

I really didn't want to go out in my school uniform it was so uncomfortable.

Maybe Robin has something

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I opened closet doors and I scrummage through the clothes. Alot of different styles of tank tops. And atleast 5 pairs of the same style of jeans hung up.

I find a black tank top and some bootcut jeans, but my hair is a mess but thankfully I had a elastic band around my wrist. I hated wearing them but it would have to do. I saw a familiar pair of converses on the floor until I realized they were mine, I got them on and went to meet Robin downstairs.