Walking Travesty

Take My Life I'll Hand It To You

As I approached my house Brad was standing at the front door scratching the back of his neck. He looked terrible to be honest. His shirt was all curled, there was scratches on his jeans and let's not talk about his hair. He still had the big bruise on his cheekbone that was starting to get a yellow colour. "Oh god you're finally here!", he groaned and I sighed. I wasn't in the mood for this shit. "Just tell me what you want and leave me alone". He looked a little taken aback but he shook it off and took a step closer to me making me take a step back. He then sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Why did you do that?", he asked. Did he really not know? "You tried to fucking rape me! Do you really think I want you to touch me again?", I screamed in his face. "Sorry", he said after a couple of minutes' silence. "But why did you blame me?", I asked and suddenly he looked confused. "Blame you for what?", he asked. "you can't remember?", I asked and he shook his head. "You kept telling me that your bruise was my fault. That if you had left my house earlier it wouldn't have happened". He sighed and closed his eyes. I saw pain go through his eyes before he did so though. "What did happen?", I asked now taking a step closer. I now knew that he didn't mean to touch me like that. He was drunk and angry. I just didn't know why. "It's none of your business", he tried. "Look we are doing an assignment together. We need to be honest". He scuffed and turned around. "yes you are very honest. I know something is up with you Clara", he said making me gulp. "W-what? N-nothing is up", I whispered and he turned around once again. "Don't fucking lie. We both have secrets we don't want to tell so don't fucking tell me I can't keep mine", he said angrily taking a step forward. "I seriously don't know what you're talking about", I whispered taking a step back. "Of course you do. I can see how sad and angry you are right now and it's not because of me. Where were you?", he asked his voice suddenly soft. "I slept over at Aarons", I replied. I didn't want to make up something. I was tired and I just wanted to sleep. "You slept with the loser?!", he then yelled in my face grabbing my wrist. "NO! Who do you think I am?", I yelled back. "I don't know who you are! You could be the biggest slut in the world I don't know!". You sharpen words to use like knives. "Did you just call me a slut?", I whispered shaking his hand off my wrist. "No I didn't mean it like that". "You called me a slut. YOU. Called ME a slut? You're the one sleeping around with everyone and I'm the slut. Look Brad I'm fucking tired of you. Go away", I yelled in his face locking up the door and slammed it in his face. He didn't have the fucking right to call me a slut. And then today of all days. But how the hell did he know that I was keeping a secret from him. And what was his secret and why couldn't he just tell me? Maybe it was similar to mine? My dog came running from the living room and I sat down on my knees. "Hi girl", I whispered and then I heard footsteps. "Why didn't you come home?", Jacob asked as he was rubbing his eyes. "I was sleeping at a friends place", I said and stood up. "But you weren't there to say goodnight", He muttered and looked at the floor. "I'm sorry minion I won't do it another time without telling you okay?", I said and he nodded. I lifted him up in my arms and carried him to the living room. I sat him down on the couch and he raised an eyebrow. "You'll stay here until I get changed and we'll have a day in yea? Can you pick a few films you want to watch?", I asked and he nodded furiously. "I'll be right back". I walked up the stairs and opened the door. I was about to take off my dress when someone coughed behind me. I turned around and Brad was sitting on my bed. "WHAT THE FUCK?", I yelled but he put a hand on my mouth. "If you don't remove your hand I will lick you", I mumbled and he laughed. "Yea right"... "EW", he then yelled and removed his hand as I licked him. "Told you so". "why are you here?", I asked angrily. I was still angry about him calling me a slut. "Where are your parents?", he asked and sat down on the bed once again. "Out", I replied looking through my drawers to find a pair of leggings. "I don't believe you. I've seen your dad but where's your mom", he asked again. "For gods sake just shut the fuck up! I don't want to talk to you can't you see that?", I yelled and his eyes widened. Then he sighed but seemed to let it go. "I'm staying here", he just said and stood up. "no. I don't want you here". "Well too bad". I sighed and closed my eyes thinking about earlier today. He kissed me. Aaron kissed me. And it was my first kiss ever. It felt so weird. "He kissed you didn't he?", Brad asked and I opened my eyes to find Brad staring at me. "What?", I asked and I could see his knuckles turning white by his side. "Aaron. He kissed you". "Yes. How did you know?", I asked. "You were touching your lips". Oh. I didn't even realize. "Well it doesn't matter anyways. I could have stayed with him but you forced me to go here", I muttered and started to walk to my bathroom. "I needed to apologize. I didn't know what I was doing", he said trying to reason with himself. "I don't care. You're bad at apologizing". I closed the bathroom door and took a quick shower before putting on the leggings, a loose All Time Low top and dried my hair letting it hang loose. I walked out of the bathroom and took on my glasses not caring that Brad was still staring at me. "Why aren't you letting your hair down more often?", he asked behind me and I sighed. "Because I don't want to". I turned around and looked at him. He was just one of those people you couldn't get to leave. "Why were you kissing with Hailey last night?" I asked. "We're kind of dating I guess. I don't know", he replied. "Are you dating?", I asked my eyes almost popping out of my face. "yea". I rolled my eyes at him and walked down the stairs. "Clara I'm thirsty", Jacob complained as I walked into the living room with Brad following. "Oh. Hi Brad", Jacob said looking at the floor. "Hey Jacob". "What do you want to drink?", I asked. "Orange juice!", he squealed and I laughed. "Okay I'll be right back". I walked away leaving Brad with Jacob. If Brad hurt him I would hunt him down and rip him into pieces. I came back 5 minutes later to see Brad sitting next to Jacob in a deep conversation. "No Batman is so much cooler than Spiderman", Brad argued at Jacob who was having the most hilarious serious expression on his face. "No! Spiderman is cooler", he said and Brad laughed. "Clara who is cooler: Spiderman or batman?", Jacob asked as I approached them with three glasses of orange juice. "I don't like superhero's", I replied and he pouted. "But", I continued making him look back at me. "If I had to choose I would say Spiderman", I said and he squealed. "SEE I TOLD YOU SO!", Jacob yelled at Brad who threw his hands up in surrender. "Did you pick a film?", I asked and he nodded. "Let me guess. Spiderman". He nodded and I laughed. "But only the amazing Spiderman. The guy in that is pretty hot". Both Brad and Jacob groaned. "Girls". I put on the film and snuggled up in a blanket next to Brad since there wasn't any room at Jacobs side. Brad looked at me before smiling and turning his attention back to the screen. Are you dating? Somehow his answer bothered me. I mean it was so typical that the usual "Badass" gets together with the schools biggest slut. But I know Brad is hiding behind her. I know he has a secret and I'm going to find out sooner or later. Not matter what I need to do.