Love me crazy ( Jenlisa ) ( GIP )

11

LISA

"You should stay away from that girl, Lisa," Sheriff Randall informs with a low voice, pulling out of the driveway.

"Why is that?" My tone bored. If anyone should stay away, it's the other way around. Jennie makes me a different person, and not a good one. I become animalistic around her, wanting to hurt and soothe her all at the same time. I become reckless and free.

He shakes his head, ignoring my question and pulls up to my house. His hat scraping the top of the headliner as the car rocks back and forth from my cracked driveway.

My dad isn't waiting for me outside like Jennie's. Instead, when I get out, the Sheriff just follows me up to the front door. I open it and step inside, my dad is drinking beer watching TV in the dark in his sweatpants. He looks almost like me, except the wear of working outside and drinking all day. He's aged faster than someone his age should at thirty-five from all his drinking. Once he sees the Sheriff behind me, he stands, trying to look sober and alert.

"What's this about?" Dad asks, slurring.

Sheriff Randall takes his hat off in respect for my dad. They went to school together, and he thinks my dad is still the football god he was back then. Not a worthless drunk that he really is today. "Sorry for the late hour, Mr. Manoban, but Lisa was on the water tower with a young girl," he explains.

Dad shoots me a look that could compare to looking down a rifle. Clenching my fists shut, I lift my chin, not daring to show a lick of fear. Fuck him.

"Is that right?" Dad's voice eerily calm. His eyes conveying I'm going to get it when we're alone.

"I don't want to spread gossip, but this girl's family has had its run-ins with the law... and I'm not so sure Lisa should be hanging out with her for the sake of what lays in her future, you know?" Sheriff Randall wrinkles his nose, acting as if he's doing me a favor whispering this information to my father.

Sheriff Randall gives me an off look before glancing back at my dad.

"Will do, sir. I'll take care of it from here. Thank you for bringing her home and not the station." Dad runs his hand through his hair, his gaze dropping to the floor.

Sheriff Randall gives a curt nod, silence taking over the room he gets the hint we're done here.

"Alright, I better be getting. Nighttime, never know who is out there," Sheriff Randall smirks, and my dad just glares at me.

As soon as Randall leaves I don't give my dad a chance to holler at me. "He doesn't know anything about Jen—"

Knuckles slam against the side of my face, and I fall into the wall. Pain blooms up my cheek and eye socket, my cheekbone smarting. The urge inside of me to fight back has my body shaking with anger, but I know it will only end with me having more bruises to cover up the next day, and broken furniture I'd have to fix this weekend. My dad is a drunk, he feels no pain so he can fight with me all night if he wants to. It's best if I just get away from him.

"You need to stay away from that girl!" His body heaves with anger. Clenching my jaw, I stand and head to my room. Jennie is not like her parents, but it would do no good telling him that. "You're pissing it away, Lisa!" he booms down the hallway after me. Going emotionally numb, I shut my door behind me and lock it. My dad bangs and yells behind it causing it to rattle. He's broke it down before, but I've reinforced it with stronger wood this time.

Stepping up to my window I don't see a light on in Jennie's house, maybe that means her parents weren't hard on her. I hope so.

I think about Sheriff Randall's comment to my dad about her family having its run-ins with the law. I wonder if it's worse than Jennie knows.

Sighing, I shut my curtains. Even though she's with her parents, I don't feel like she's safe enough over there by herself.

Falling on my bed, I pull a pillow over my sore face, and something wet presses against my forehead. Pushing the pillow away, I spot the rock bracelet I took from Jennie. It looks like magma rock or something. It smells like her. Running my fingers along it, I think about her and how beautiful she was tonight. The storm behind her, the way her body rocked against me.

Fuck, it was something I've never seen before.

"Jennie," I whisper before flipping on my side and closing my eyes.