A Racer's Heart

18: Blood On My Hands

Mattie's POV:

It's Saturday and my neck doesn't hurt.
Well shit.

I pick up my phone and text Sasha.

Hey guess who's neck is better? ._.

I'll text you later.

I frown and put my hair into a tiny ponytail.

What's wrong? You alright?

She doesn't reply.
I go downstairs and eat breakfast with my mom before taking my 'crazy pills' and slipping on some shoes.
Having nothing else to do, I walk around the neighborhood. There's a missing dog flier, a bird fighting a squirrel in the tree, a semi-creepy man reading a newspaper on the bus bench, nothing out of the ordinary.

I walk towards the richer side of town and see Sasha and some guy yelling at each other. I couldn't hear from where i was so i scooted up and stood behind a tree. Lame i know.

"What the fuck? I told you to never come back, and you still reek of alcohol." Sasha screams.

"I need you babe, you made me like this when you broke my heart."

"Right, like i told you to cheat on me. Has anyone ever told you that cheaters never win?"

"But i'm not cheating anymore."

"I don't give a damn leave me the fuck alone. Stop coming to this house and if you dare come back to this spot so help me god i will put a restraining order on you."

He walks up to her and wraps his hands around her. He says something i can't hear and Sasha slaps him.

"I can't believe you. If you ever do that i will cut your dick off."

"No sashay no you won't because we both know that-" His voice went lower and i could hear the rest of it.

"If you do that-"

"If i do that you would become the towns whore like you are."

"It takes one to know one." Sasha says walking away. Wait did Sasha just call herself a whore?

He pulls her by her arm and she stumbles into him. "You were my whore. The best and if i want to fuck the life out of you, i will."

Sasha stomps down on his foot and walks away.

He runs behind her and pushes her against the house. "You bitch. You know i was always easy on you because i liked your attitude but i think it's about time for you to get readjusted."

"Make me." Sasha spits. You go girl.

I can tell the guy i smirking when he says okay. His lips come down onto Sasha and She tries to push him away. After a few minutes he gets mad and pushes her into his house.

"Fuck!" I whisper, running towards it. What do I do? Oh god... I peer through the window but the house is dark. Being the prepared weirdo I am, I pull my pocket knife from my pocket and slowly push the door open.

No one's here. What the actual fuck?

I search the house, confused.

I saw them go inside...!

I search for a back door and look in every room.

Nothing? Shit!

I worry my stupid little head off about her for a full hour before going home. My mom left a note on the table saying she had to work so I searched the cabinets for food.