"Come here beautiful I promise I won't hurt you " my step dad said calling me towards him. I looked up at my mother for assurance.
She looked at me with tears in her eyes "Go ahead do whatever daddy tells you to it will be alright" I followed him into the bedroom. I laid down like he told me he ran his hand up my leg . I tried to stop him .
"MOMMY! MOMMY! MOMMY!" I yelled she never came.
"MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY ! HELP ME MOMMY"
"Penelope Penelope wake up it was just a dream" I wake up to my brother shaking me and calling my name. I jump up and realize I was having a nightmare .
"Are you okay?" My brother Elijah ask putting his arm around me. " You know he can't hurt you anymore"
"I know but that doesn't take away the memories" I get up out of bed . "Time for school though so get out. When he left I got in the shower (there's one in every room), when I got out I put on a bra and panties then some baggy ripped boyfriend jeans along with a read sweatshirt that says "chill" in Netflix letters, lastly I slipped on my red short converse, I left my hair in its natural curl and then took my medication. I walked out my door and down the steps. I swear it takes my brother longer to get dressed than I do.
"C'mon Eli , your taking forever to get dressed , I'm gonna be late" I yelled up the stairs.
"It takes time to look this good baby sis" he says walking down the steps
"Whatever C'mon lets go" I say walking out the door and getting in the car.
My brother and I live together alone since he's 18 and our father is dead and our mother is who knows where and our step dad is well in jail. We live pretty comfortably since our dad died in the war we get checks and since my brother takes care of me and I'm a minor . Also we both have jobs so that's good too.
When we pull up to my school I wave goodbye to my brother and get out. I don't have many friends , I actually only have one and her name is Scarlett she's about 5'6 caramel brown skin with shoulder length jet black hair . She is mixed her dad is white and her mom is black. Now I'm the complete opposite .
I am about 5'2-3 I have a very light caramel skin and I have long brown hair and I am Black I just happened to be light with curly hair.
I make my way past everyone and head to my locker there I see my crush Nathaniel. He is 6'0 with braces and Caramel skin with tattoos all over , he has a dimple along with the cutest smile you ever did see. We have lockers right next to each other an we talk sometimes , not usually lengthy conversations . I walk up to my locker and he says "Hey Penelope" and walks away . It's so hard for me not to freak out inside.
"Nelly grape jelly!!" My best friend yells running up to me and hugging me. I don't understand why she insist on calling me that.
" Hey Scar blue star" I laugh hugging her back.
"When are you gonna stop calling me that ?"
"Whenever you stop calling me Nelly grape jelly" I laugh telling
"I guess that's never going to happen, so who are you going to homecoming with?"
"I am NOT going to homecoming for the last time" this has been a repeated conversation the past 3 days.
"WHY NOT"
"Be quiet your drawing attention to us"
I hate being the center of attention.
"I'll be quiet if you say you'll go to homecoming"
"Tell you what if you find me a date , sure I'll come to homecoming" I laugh knowing that it won't happen.
"Okay" a small mischievous smile comes across her face, she's looking around the halls when all of a sudden she yells "Hey Nate come here"
I quickly try to turn around and run away but she grabs my arm. "Wassup Scarlett" he asked looking puzzled.
"How would you like to go to homecoming with my beautiful best friend Penelope."
"I would love to, that is if she doesn't mind" he then looks at me but I kinda blank for a second and say "No I don't mind at all"
"Well I'll pick you up at 7 on Friday." He says walking away from me. It takes every cell in my body not to freak out right there.
"Go ahead tell me how much you love me" Scarlett says waiting for praise. "Shut up" I say laughing and walking past her to class.
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"So when are we going shopping for homecoming"
"How about Friday?" I say talking to my friend at my locker.
"But Friday's homecoming, we have to take all day to get ready as in no school."
"It's just homecoming, plus Friday is the only day I don't work so take it or leave it."
"It's not JUST homecoming it's more than that and fine we'll go at 10 on Friday. "
" I don't know about you but I pan on being at school all day on Friday" I say looking at her.
"Well that plan is now cancelled so stop arguing with me" she looks at me annoyed
"Fine fine we can stay home and go shopping Friday" she smiles "I have to go to work so I'll see you tomorrow"
"Okay , bye Nelly grape jelly" I laugh "Bye Scar blue star" I walk to the parking lot and since I don't have a car yet I wait for my brother to pull up. We both work at the same mall , I work in the American Eagle and he works in the footlocker.
When I get to work I start putting everything back where they're supposed to be when I get interrupted. "Excuse me can you help me with something?" I turn around an examine him quickly he's tall dark and very good looking. I notice he's also this boy who's in my psychology class"
"Yes how may I help you?" I ask looking up at him. "Hey I know you you're Penelope the girl in my psychology class that never talks." I laugh because it's true.
"Yeah that's me , and you're Emmanuel the boy that knows everyone" I laugh.
"Well I don't know everyone " he laughs "Don you know where I can find boxers" I look at him "Yes straight ahead and to the left"
"Thank you , see you around" he smiles as he walk away. What I nice attractive boy I think.
The rest of my day goes along pretty normal nothing unusual happens. When I get home from work I make dinner for my brother and I like I usually do, and we went our separate ways after that. I lay in my bed looking up at the ceiling just thinking. What if everything was different ? What if my father never died? Where would I be know? How would my life be different? Would I know what it means to be happy?
Honestly the last time I remember being happy was when my father was alive and that as when I was when my father was alive and that was way too long ago. I miss him so much. In the midst of all my thoughts I start crying , I cry silently because I don't wan to bother Eli I know he's my legal guardian and brother but I know he's probably feeling how I feel.
"being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right."
―Charles Bukowski
YOU ARE READING
A Not So Cliché Love Story
RomanceThey meet she doesn't like him he keeps trying then they fall in love , what if they never meet ? What happens then ? What if she just stays to herself? What if this book is really cliché but then again it isn't ?
