I walked down the stairs, my eyes being met with a buzz cut Scrim. The dreads were gone and I finally got an actual look at him.
"Fuck." We both almost said at the same exact time,
I stared at him and he stared at me, almost like if we were trying to figure out if each other was real.
"Why are you bald?" I asked him and he chuckled, he had a cigarette in his mouth.
"Hey kiddo" he said to me as he blew the smoke out his mouth away from me, "how long have you been looking for me..?" I asked him.
"Since that last phone call, why you running from me kid?" He asked me, and i shrugged. "I just, wanted to be left alone, I guess?" I said and he nodded.
"You gonna keep running from me?" He asked, "I don't know. I don't know anything anymore" I said softly, there was anger building inside of my core and a bit of sadness.
He could tell, I know he could tell because he put the cigarette out. I don't know where, probably his wrist but I didn't care to look up from the floor at him.
He walked over to me and hugged me, I started sobbing in his chest. "Why the fuck did I leave... Why did she leave" I said sobbing into his chest.
"Why the fuck do you care?! Why the fuck.. why" I said softly, he held me close to him rubbing my back softly.
"Cause kid, no one else is gonna if I don't" he told me and I sobbed and sobbed in his chest.
I didn't say anything, he just held me close until eventually my legs gave out from sobbing and he sat down on the stairs with me. My head resting in his lap, "it doesn't make any fucking sense" I said.
"I know, nothing is going to, you're still a kid" he told me, "I don't understand.. I don't get why she left me all alone.. and she's never reached out once, I had to do all of it by my fucking self..." I said softly.
Scrim didn't say anything, I sniffled rubbing my nose. "I still don't get why ur bald.." I told him and he chuckled, "I cut the dreads off" he told me.
"Yeah well obviously.. you look okay, just don't keep shaving ur head it looks ridiculous." I told him making both of us chuckle.
I sighed, softly. "Is it true?" I asked him, "is what true?" He asked me "that your sober?" I asked.
He nodded, "I am, about three months" he told me "how do you do it?" I asked, "why?" He asked me and I shrugged.
"Are you..?" He asked before pausing and I nodded knowing what he was gonna ask, "off what?" He asked.
"I did pills, like once.. and Ive smoked weed and stuff" i told him, "and stuff?"he asked me.
"I've been sipping sprite for a couple months" I told him and i could hear his inhale.
Me and Scrim sat on the stairs for awhile not saying anything to each other, "I have to go" he told me after checking his phone.
"Oh, okay" I said and he nodded, "am I gonna see you again kid, or are u still running from me?" He asked me.
"I'm not running for you. Im running from my past" I said and he nodded, "See you Angel" he said as he shut the front door and walked away.
I stared at the door before I started sobbing again, why did he care? Why was he back or pretending like he cared? He doesn't know what the fuck i had to go through. I haven't talked to the love of my life in over a year..
I got up, rubbing upstairs and packing all of my stuff, I sighed. I was running again, but I had to get away.
I grabbed all of my stuff, including the laptop and phone I took from here years ago before sitting down and writing a note.
"Scrim, I'm sorry but I have to run I have to go. I cannot stay in this town because I cannot be remembered of the pain and of the shit I lost. I fucking hate you and I mean it and it's not ur fault, but fuck you.
-Kidrum"
I set the note down, watching for him to pull out the driveway, before racing out the back door of the house, hoping the fence and running through the woods.
I ran for almost an hour before arriving at the bus station on the other side of town, I ran up to the bus, sneaking on the back and sitting down in the corner with my hoodie on and working on my music.
Every time I checked it, it had more and more views. I smiled, uploading some more of my songs, I sat the laptop down in my bookbag falling Asleep.
After a few hours on the bus, I had to hop off and run to another bus, I snuck on that one too. It was just me and a few other old guys.
One of them kept staring at me which was really uncomfortable.
Everything was fine, until I started to slowly fall asleep and felt someone sit beside me. I kept my eyes closed, which was for the better.
I sighed softly, pretending to be asleep as I felt a hand slide up my thigh, I tensed and flinched feeling the hand glide farther and farther until it reached the top of my pants making me gulp.
And I'm not writing this part but, I think u catch my drift.
After a few hours of that bus ride, I got on the last one back to my bestest friend.
I laid down immediately on that bus,sleeping,snoring and talking until we arrived at the bus station.
I grabbed all of my stuff, slinging it over my shoulder as I got off the bus, walking through the town until i came into the neighborhood.
Knocking on the front door, before it swung open and my eyes were met with Kass.
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A Girl Named Drool And A Pack Of Kools.
FanfictionKass and Angel, the bestest friends, Kass lived in Michigan, while Angel was from New Orleans. After Angel took a trip back home, her whole life fell apart, when a first show seeing her older sisters favorite artists changes her whole world, and kno...