I think I fell in love with my teacher! (Watty Awards 2013)

Chapter 23

2 months later:

Things have seemed to be normal again.  I haven't had any problems with Kevin stalking me, so that's definately a good thing.  But good things don't happen to me without things ending badly. 

Brandy kept on talking and talking about my birthday party.  She is really excited for this "special" event.

"OMG!  I forgot to tell you.  I got your gift and it is the shit!" Brandy tells me while leaving school.

I'm so lucky to have Brandy as a friend.  She is crazy, serious, and doesn't laugh at anything if it isn't funny.  But best of all, she doesn't make you feel like shit and betray you in any way.  You can always confide in her.  Unlike some people, and I am honestly greatful for everything that makes her who she is.

"Brandy, I gotta go home.  I'll see you later" I tell her.

"You want a ride?  I can give you one before I go to work."

"No thanks . I want to have some time before I get home" I tell her.

Sometimes I seriously need some time to be by myself.

"Okay girl.  I'll talk to you later."

As I'm walking home, I start to have these thoughts.  Not just about me, but everyone who has ever entered my life.  I think about my dad, and how he really does try to make things up to me after these past few years.  He really does try, but it's too late on me, just worry about my mom.  Speaking of my mom, I thank god that she is feeling better.  Breast cancer is a very serious thing, and I can't even imagine my life if I lost her to it.  She has always been there for me, even though there was nothing she could have done.  

I think about Brandy and her spirit.  I think about Kevin psychopathic ass.  He was a good boyfriend.  At one point in our relationship I could even say that I loved him, but that is way, way gone.  I even thing about Erica.  How we grew up together.  Hell, we could have been sisters, but she had to go ahead and fuck things up.  I don't know how in the world her and Bryan can be related.I just can't. He is the most kindest.....most gentle....softest....wonderful....amazing person I have ever known.  He makes me feel like a real person.  Someone who will never betray me, hurt me in any way.  And I always come first to him, which is something that has never happened to me.

"Hey whore." someones says to me.

I already know that voice.  Of all times, why would this person fuck with me now.  I'm so not in the mood for this.  I keep walking as if I didn't hear them.  This bitch clearly wants me to hurt her.

"Hey whore! I'm talking to you" they yell again.

"Leave me the fuck alone Erica!" I yell back.

"Oh come on.  Talk to me" she says while catching up to me.

"Why the hell would I?  So that you can have something else to tell to your ugly ass, wannabe cool, friends?  I don't think so!" I yell back.

"Touchy are we" she says.

I keep walking. Why won't she just leave me alone.

"Well I'll be on my way, I just have to ask you something."

"What the hell is it?"

"You...your not...I mean..." she was actually studdering her words.  What?  I have got to hear this.

"What is it? Spit it out!" I say.

"You still don't like Kevin...do you?  I mean, yall don't talk to eachother anymore right?"