Lilith has had a rough life.
Neglected
forced to grow up young,
and distant form most of her peers alongside from two of her friends who are more enticed by the thought of popularity than anything else. Though after she met Scott everything chang...
I was always a pretty good driver ever sense I got my drivers license. I always looked in the mirror and used the signaled as I should, even gave pedestrians a smile as they go by. Though when he sat beside me, his eyes didn't lift from me and this made me nervous. I cannot really remember much about the drive besides that I left the house around noon and got into about 2 accidents by 12:30pm. By the time we made it to the school or prison as I like to call it.
"I bet this isn't one of your favorite places." He noticed that I hesitated.
"You've guessed it." I look over to see his eyes still haven't left me.
"Why do you keep looking at me?"
"You're very natural."
I would admit. Not really the compliment I was truly looking for but I'm not picky.
"That's a new one on me." Saying jokingly.
"I didn't mean anything mean anything rude by it. There is just very little younger woman who actually treasure how they do look."
I smile before a not so kind face walked up to me, I could tell the smell of Pot and porn magazines from a billion miles away.
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"Larry." I said with a not real caring smile. He greeted me with a wet dog sloppy kiss on the cheek that made me gag at the smell of his breath as I wipe my cheek. Placing my hand back to the weel, he looked over towards Scott who was sitting in his passenger seat giving him a look. He whispered to his friends before leaning back into my jeeps window.
"Did she tell you ? She's about 100$ an hour."
This made Scotts blood boil, out of the car within seconds before he walked towards Larry. I jumped out of the car quickly. There was such a part of me that wanted Larry a piece of his own medication, though I knew I would feel guilty for it later.
"I think you should learn how to talk to and respect woman." He said with calm in his voice, although his eyes along with stance said otherwise.
" And you should lay off the roids bro." He said this with the at cockiest tone.
There was this look Scott gave me that made me know that he could handle this situation without me having to worry. I leaned against my vehicle as he approached him.
"I honestly feel very sorry for you. The honest fact that you have to get high and sell product just so you're able to have any friends, and I can guarantee that if you weren't doing any of this that they no longer would have your back. And top of all this, you belittle woman because you think they'll want you. By this point Larry was angry
"I can also bet if you could actually fight, you would figure out some way so your friends would help. Though deep down you know you can't conjure up courage to even throw the first punch, so why don't you just stick to your pot and porn."
"Whatever." Larry said as he used his skateboard going over to the other side of the sidewalk. He removed a rolled joint from his pocket and lit it among his "friends"
"You didn't have to do that ...." Saying as I got back into my jeep.
"Not a single soul should talk to you as such, you deserve so much better." Now looking at the road ahead.
"And to simply think I couldn't even get you to tell me your name"
