Blake was in his room. He was holding Dessie's razor that she used to cut herself. He examined it.
Anger built inside him and he threw it against that wall.
"Dessie, come back home..." he said quietly.
Alex walked into that room and stared at Blake.
"Dessie, bad," Alex said with a Spanish accent.
Blake jumped off the bed and shoved him against that wall.
"I had enough of you! You perverted little creep!"
Alex stared at him. Alex's eyes were like Dessie's. His eyes trembled in fear. Blake let go of him and stared at his eyes...Dessie's eyes. He stood over Alex and he flinched as Blake's tears fell on his face.
"Why?" he started to cry and went to his bed.
Alex slowly walked out the room.
Blake held the football that he was usually throwing at Dessie. They would go to the park and toss the football around until guys would come to play a football game. Blake and Dessie would usually win with their teammates.
He sadly threw the football out the window and grabbed the razor. He went to the bathroom.
He stared at the mirror and sadly looked down. The razor had dried blood on it…Dessie’s blood…
He washed it off and stared at it.
I miss her…I wonder where she ran away… he thought as he put the razor in the trash.
He went to his room and stared at the ceiling, remembering the good times he and Dessie had.
“Dessie, come back home…”
He cried silently.
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Run Away
AdventureDessie was never treated well in the first place. She was called fat, stupid and many other hurtful words. Her friend, Jacob, was abused by his mother so they decided to run away...
