Saturday:
Carmela's POV:
"Ughh wtf happened?" I groaned, placing my hand over my face and slowly moving it down. I sat up and looked around my room, not knowing where I was for a second.
I sighed, realizing I was in the comfort of my own room.
I feel horrible.
I slowly sat up in my bed and winced at the pounding in my head. I looked down and saw that I was still wearing the black dress from last night. I lifted myself out of the bed, causing me to notice aching throughout my whole body. I plopped back down onto my bed, feeling to weak to get up. My eyebrows furrowed and I looked down at my body to find bruises on my wrists, my upper arm, my right thigh, on my stomach, and I felt a small bump on my head.
"What the fuck happened to me?" I groaned.
I built up the strength to lift myself up from the bed and made my way across the room, dragging my feet to the bathroom getting ready to wash up for the morning. I stripped out of my dress and jumped into the shower. I looked closely at my bruises and tried to remember what happened, but couldn't. I couldn't figure out what caused them or... Who caused them to appear.. I closed my eyes and thought hard.The last thing I remember is Aubrey talking to me by the snack table at the party."I know, but seriously Carm, take it easy"
"Okay, okay. I will. Now get back out there with those hot guys!"
Our exhilarated voices echoed in my head. It was a blank space after that. Aubrey was trying to stop me from going overboard. Ugh I should've listened to her. I sighed.
I think a little harder, and remember someone whispering to me briefly.
"It's okay, you're safe now"
I can't make out who said this to me. It was clear trying to remember what happened would get me nowhere, I need to ask Aubrey. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I went back into my room looking for clothes to put on.
I rummaged through my drawers and found yoga pants and a tank top. I slipped on the outfit and put my hair into a ponytail.I heard my parents laughing downstairs.
"Shit" I can't let them see all these bruises on me. They're going to freak out. I threw on a jacket and now my whole body was covered. I took a deep breath and walked out of my room, heading downstairs.I began humming the melody to Work by Rihanna as I entered the kitchen. That song was stuck in my head. I grabbed a bowl and the box of fruit loops from the pantry.
"What are you two love birds laughing at?" I asked while pouring my cereal.
They snickered and tried to contain their laughter.
"What?" I asked, a little annoyed by their childish behavior.
"You're little bottom was so cute when you were still my little caramel drop" my mom said in a baby voice, pointing to a picture in a scrapbook. They were looking at embarrassing baby pictures of me. I never was photogenic.. And I'm still not. But that never stopped them from consistently snapping shots of me doing embarrassing things.
I cringed at her insanely embarrassing way of showing her affection towards me.
"Mom please save us all the pain from hearing you say that again"
"Sorry sweetie just look at your little bottom!" She said pointing at the picture of me in the bathtub smiling stupidly with a pile of bubbles covering my head. I refrained from looking.
"I'm aware of how adorable my bottom is, you've only showed me about a million times" I said averting my eyes from the photo as she pushed it towards my face. I walked to the fridge to get milk. I rummaged through the mess to find it.
"What are you guys doing looking at baby pictures anyway? You only do it when you.... Oh no" I said turning around.
"You guys are..-"
They looked at each other and nodded.
I groaned. "What!?" "Why do you guys always go on awesome vacations during the school year when I can't go with you!" I whined.
"We know sweetie" my dad said walking over to comfort me.
"It just so happens that I got tickets for winning a raffle at work. You know I would take you with us, but you have school sweetie"
"I know, I know" I sighed.
"So where is this exotic vacation taking place this time?" I said pouring milk into my bowl.
They look at each other and yell
"Hawaii!!" In unison.
I stop pouring my milk.
"No way!"
"Yes way!" My mom said expressing her excitement.
I bury my face into my hands and groan loudly.
"How long?" I said with my face still in my hands. It's hard to be happy for them when they're practically rubbing it in my face.
"Well, we'll be leaving in two days, and we get back the week after that. So about two weeks"My head shot up from my hands, I tried so hard to avoid the smile that was beginning to form on my face. Two weeks with no parents!? Thank you God!
"Well, I hope you two have fun.... I guess I'll just have to manage being alone for a while" I moped, trying to appear disappointed.
"Awe don't worry dear. You will have a baby sitter."
"A what!? A baby sitter? Mom.. This bottom is not adorable anymore! If you haven't noticed.. I'm not a baby" I said crossing my arms over my chest.
"Well fine, we'll just say it's a person to watch over you while we're gone."
"But momm"
"I don't want to hear it carm. We're not going to leave you here by yourself for two weeks"
"But I insist!"
"No carm" my dad butted in. "We already called the babysitter and payed in advance" he added.
"My co-worker, Will, got tickets too and his kid is going to be alone. Matter a fact I think he's about your age and he's considering getting him a babysitter"
"Oh goodie" I said sarcastically.
"Well if you guys don't mind, I'm going to enjoy this bowl of cereal upstairs in my room, alone." i said grabbing a spoon from the drawer, and heading upstairs.
"Bye sweetie and lighten up! You might actually have fun"
"Not likely!" I said making my way up the stairs. I walked into my room and plopped down on my bed. I decided to text Aubrey.
You'll never guess what I just found out-Carm
I turned on my tv and flicked through channels, waiting for her to text back.
What?-Aub-kebab
Someone's parents are going out of town for two weeks and guess who has the house to herself...kind of-Carm
Omg! Really!? Wait.. What do you mean by kind of?- Aub-kebab
I have a babysitter, but that won't be a problem because I have a plan-Carm
Really? And what's that?-Aub-kebab
I smirked and dumped a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.
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Jaden's POV:
"A babysitter? For what!? I'm a junior in high school"
"I know Jaden, but two weeks is a long time to be without adult supervision"
"Fine then.... Let Mrs. Darby next door check up on me as much as she wants! She lives close by and can monitor me pretty much 24/7"
"Hm.. That does sound like a good idea.. Are you sure you're comfortable with that? Me and your mom will be gone for a while"
"Dad I'll be fine"
"Okay Jaden. If Mrs Darby tells me you were doing something you aren't supposed to, you can expect nothing but babysitters from here on out."
"Alright thanks dad"
"Mhm I'm leaving in two days so I'll talk to Mrs Darby tomorrow"
"Alright"
Thank God I get the house to myself!
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Wild Things
Roman pour AdolescentsA girl named Carmela Sanchez lives an outrageous and fast paced lifestyle. She is seen as a tough girl who isn't afraid of anything. But she meets a guy named Jaden Smith. He is the exact opposite, he is shy and kind of awkward. Together they discov...