Can't Escape

F•R•I•E•N•D•S

I woke up drenched in sweat

I had that dream again last night, but it went on a little longer

He tied me up in this room. It was covered in dust and was completely empty. He began to caress my cheek, while I began sobbing

That how far the dream went

When I woke up, I was still in Isaiah's room and he was still fast asleep.

I got up and went to the bathroom, rinsing my face and staring at myself in the mirror

I didn't know how to describe my emotions.

I wasn't sad or depressed because worse things have happened to others, and compared to them my life was okay.

But I wasn't happy

My family was disfunctional

I had no friends, I basically was alone

There was a loud bang at the bathroom door

"What!" I yelled

"Hurry up", my brother says, "what, you taking a shit?"

"No, but you gotta wait, I'm about to take a shower".

"Well, hurry up, a nigga got to pee" he said walking away from the door.

I quickly brush my teeth and I hop in the shower.

As soon as I opened the door to walk out, here comes this nigga pushing me out the way and running in the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

I hear a relieved sigh, and a splashing sound

I scrunch my face up in disgust and go along my own way.

15 minutes later

I walk down the steps wearing a plain white tank top, with blue jeans, and a black blazer

I grabbed a peanut butter Nature Valley bar and we headed to school

My brother and I went our separate ways, and I started walking down the hallway

As I was walking to the bathroom, I felt a strong arm wrap around me

I grabbed the arm and pulled it off me, moving to the right to get a good look at the person

It was Trevor -_-

"It is too early in the morning for this, bruh" I say beginning to walk away

He grabs my arm again and pulls me closer to him

He lightly pushes my head onto his chest, and I could hear his heart beat

"Don't worry, your man is gonna make you feel better" he said softly

For some reason I felt comfortable, but I pushed myself off him because people were beginning to stare

"You not my man" I say giving him a glare

He gave me a smirk, and pulled me into a hug

He whispered in my ear," I know you want me"

I hear someone clear their throat.

I turn my head and I see Janine and her friends

Why is this bitch always around me, like are you a damn fly, bitch shoo before I get the rolled up newspaper.

I quickly get off him, looking back at him I see him wearing a smile

"Bitch why are you all cuddled up with my man?!"

The fuck

I squint my eyes at her." Um, excuse me, weren't you the one who was trying to get with my brother yesterday."

She glances at Trevor with a nervous look

"Baby she's lying!" She says to Trevor

Trevor gives her a confused look

"Bitch, when were we ever dating?"

The crowd around us begins to laugh

Shayla begins to laugh trying to hold it back, but she's unsuccessful

Janine glares at her, begins to smile

"Shayla, I know you ain't laughing, cause yo mama works at Walmart" she looks at the crowd, "Yeah, I bet you guys didn't know that cause she had on all these fly clothes, but these ain't even her clothes, they mine. She just a broke bitch. If she wore her clothes she would've been looking like a bum bitch"

I see a tear slowly roll down Shayla's cheek as she looked at the floor

I felt bad for her, what kind of friend does that shit, exposing isn't even cool like what the fuck are doin'

"Grab her" Janine tells to her other friend

The girl did what she was told and grabbed a hold of Shayla

Janine grabs the Jordans off of Shayla's feet, pulls off the jacket, and necklace off of Shayla's body.

After she's done taking back her clothes, they push Shayla to the middle of the floor and walk away.

The crowd doesn't say anything, but didn't do anything to help...including me

Shayla runs away to the bathroom crying.

And I run in there with her.

I walk in closing, the door behind me.

I hear light sniffling in the third stall

Putting down my book bag, I push the stall door lightly and I see her in the corner with head on her knees

I grab a piece of tissue, sit down next to her, and hand it to her for her to wipe the tears.

"Thank you", she says quietly

"I didn't do anything to defend you, all I did was give you tissue, so you don't have to say thank you" I say looking at her, helping her wipe her face

"What she said, was it true?" I ask

"I can't tell you" she says in a stern voice

"How do you expect me to help you, if you don't tell me your story" I tell her.

She sighs

"Not all of what she said was true"

"That's why I asked for your story"

"Good point" she says, chuckling a little

"Okay, now tell me" I say

"My mom work at a restaurant in a neighborhood of fancy white people, you would think she would get paid more but she doesn't. $3 an hour, for 17 hours, each day of the week, and all the money goes to bills, rent, and food. Sometimes we can't pay the rent and we get kicked out, have to find a new home. So you can see, my mom can't afford clothes for me and my little sister. But she could sew and decided to sew our clothes up. I was grateful for the clothes, because it was better than nothing, but I got teased a lot. That's were Janine came in. She would give me clothes from her house to wear, as long as I did the bitch's homework, and basically listen and do whatever she said".

I just gave her a hug, and looked at her

"Look, you don't got to listen to that bitch no more, I'm gonna help you out"

She got up. "How you gonna do that?"

I get up and dust myself off. "I'm gonna buy you some clothes, but you ain't got to give me nothing in return"

She smiles and gives me a big hug

"Thank you, Jordyn, right, Jordyn?"

"Yeah, it's Jordyn"

"Thanks"

We got out the bathroom and to the lost and found to find some temporary shoes for Shayla and we went to class, to finish the rest of the day