My hands shaked as I comb through my curly hair, I placed the comb down and leaned against the wall, I felt as if I had to shit or throw up, I walked out of the bathroom and went straight into my room closing and locking the door behind me, I grabbed a hold of my nauseated stomach.
"Fuck."
There was 5 minutes before I had to leave for school. Last night was a bad idea. My head is throbbing, my body hasn't stopped shaking ever since I woke up and my stomach hurts. I sat down on my bed, burying my head into my hands.
"Crystal, did you go back to sleep? open this door. What did I tell you about locking the door." I ignored him. "Crystal," he knocked on the door. I quickly wiped the tears from my cheeks and stood up annoyed that he's still bothering me. I swung open the door, "You were gone all night, ignoring my calls. What did I tell you about not picking up your phone, you keep making the same stupid mistake over again and again."
I rubbed my temples and snatched my keys off of my nightstand, "I can't do this right now." I said dismissing the whole thing and pushed past him. "You do not get to do that!" He followed me down the stairs and blocked my way. "What are you hung-over?" He questioned, trying to get a good look at my face.
"No." I lied, trying to push past him.
"How hypercritical."
Those words stung.
"Just let me go." I whispered.
"Your in no condition to drive." He snatched the keys out of my hands, "You can take the bus to school today," I thought he was done so I tried to walk past him, "And." He blocked my path, "You can take the bus home, no more rides, no hanging out after school, unless it school related, no parties, no more staying over at God know who's house. Until I say other-wise."
"Dad thats not fair!"
"You know whats not fair!? That the only time I get to see my daughter is when shes running inside to grab some clothes just to leave with some boy I don't even know and when you are home, you lock yourself in your room all day."
I crossed my arms, "You're mad at me because I have a life?!" I retorted.
"No I'm mad at you because you are being irresponsable!!" He yelled.
"Are you done?" I didn't want to be here any longer. "I'm gonna miss the bus."
"Jesus Crystal." He sucked his teeth and got out of my way.
"Bye." I muttered as I left.
Of course this would happen to me. I have to walk, I could barley comb my hair this morning. "Oh this is wild."
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*I stepped off the bus already wanting to go home and back to bed. At least he didn't take my phone because I would die without my music.
I walked swiftly through the crowed with my head low. I didn't want anyone to see how much of a mess I looked and the lights in the hall were way too bright for my eyes. "Crystal." I looked up to see Sebastian standing down the hall. I took a sharp turn and quickly made my way to the girls bathroom. I pushed passed the girls they were blocking everyones way just to stare at themselves in the mirror.
I locked myself in a stall and took a deep breath.
"Please don't stop touching."
"Oh my gosh." I buried my hands into my face as I remembered the events that happened last night.
Why, why, why did I do that. And why does he stay popping up everywhere.
I let out a frustrated scream. The girls bathroom went silent.
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Teen FictionShe pulled away, catching her breath. "Bash..." "No, no, no." I whimpered not wanting this to end. "Keep kissing me." I barely whispered out, my mind lost in lust. "Keep touching me." Crystal Woods is a troubled child, a destructive seventeen-year-o...