Losing everything

Chapter 2

We stop & we see him. Adelene looks at me with sympathetic eyes but that doesn't help. We both saw Carly Richmond all over Brandon. They were making out like crazy. I didn't know what to think. I felt jealous in a sense, but all the possible thoughts of him liking me a little even, were gone.

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BRANDON'S POV

She would not get off of me. Carly had come to my locker as soon as the bell rang & jammed her nasty sticky lips to mine. She has her leg wrapped around mine and won't let go.

When I finally got her off of me, I look up and meet Samantha's sad green eyes. I couldn't believe it. Now she's going to think that Carly and I have a thing for each other when that is the LAST thing I want.

I have had a crush on Samantha since we started 8th grade but, I've never even had the courage to talk to her. I feel like if I say something, she's going to think that she's just going to be another one of my one-night stands. I don't want that. I just want her. But now, I'm pretty sure I've lost that chance forever. I have to make it up to her.

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Now that I know Brandon has a thing for Carly, I don't even feel like participating in anything anymore. Epecially not school.

I find myself walking to my car with my backpack slumped on my shoulder & watery eyes ready to flow down with tears. I drive and drive until I finally reach my house.

When I step inside, I hear a plate shatter in the kitchen.

"Mom?!" I yell hurrying to the kitchen.

"Aren't you supposed to be in schoo,l you little bitch?!" my mom screamed throwing a heavy metal bowl at me. It hits me right in the leg & immediately I can feel it throbbing in pain.

I look on the dining room table and see five empty beer bottles scattered.

"Have you been drinking all day?" I ask in tears

"What the hell is it to you, bastard?" my mom screeches before slapping me so hard I fall down in pain.

She begins hitting me back and forth until I finally get a hold of her wrists and stop her. She begins cursing me out even more and trying to fight me but, I'm way stronger than she ever has been. I've never hit my mom no matter how drunk she gets. But this is the worst she's been.

"Let me go!" she yells repeatedly

As soon as I let go, she punches me right in my mouth. I taste salty blood. I run out of the house and to my car as fast as I could and leave. I have no idea where I'm going to go but, anywhere but home is anywhere I'll go.