Torn To Bits

Chapter 2

"Evelyn! Evelyn! Are you even listening to me?"

"What? Oh, no, sorry."

We pull into the malls parking lot. The lot is packed and people are just hanging out, waiting for the doors of the stores to open. In Minnesota, the stores don't open until about eight 'o clock, so most teenagers just hang out in the parking lot until the store opens. It gets on a lot of people's nerves, especially the store owners, but tons of kids do it, and pretty much get drunk even if they're not twenty-one.

"Jeez, Evelyn! Look at all these cute boys here! Wouldn't you just love to make-out with them and be together-"

"No Audrey. No. No boys. Let's just wait near the doors until the mall opens up. Okay?"

"Okay," Audrey replies, giving me a sassy attitude.

Audrey knows I hate boys, but for some reason tries to get me to make out, or do somethings that shouldn't be discussed. Audrey lost her virginity at sixteen, only a few weeks ago, to this random boy she met. He ended up being a jerk, and Audrey's never talked about him, nor I brought him up.

As we walk to the front entrance, like always I make out boys staring at me. As soon as I think I'm in the clear, someone yanks me around by the collar of my sweatshirt. A boy has confronted me, and looks extremely drunk.

"Hey you, miss," he says drowsily, "Why don't you come with me over here...and...and-"

He starts pulling me. Hard. As he pulls my sweatshirt, Audrey stops him and yanks him away.

"Let go of her you, bitch!"

"Hey, hey, I didn't come for a fight. I just want her to come with me-"

"Let her go." A stern voice says from behind me.

I look away from the drunk kid just to make out a old teenager, eighteen or nineteen probably, looking dead on at the drunk.

"I said let her go. Go pick on someone your own size." He says.

I really feel like I'm blacking out. I can't really breathe that well. Everything looks double, I tilt, and eventually feel like I'm being torn to bits.