Hiding In Humanity

[2] Can't be Tamed

Jackie

A week before

I woke up to a pounding in my head but no glitter in the room. I guess it is like they say: party too hard and you feel it for days. I'm going on day two, and my body is still hating me. I'm stiff and groggy and want to stab everyone with a spoon.

And if you're asking why a spoon, then it is because it would hurt more you twit!

I groan as I roll out of bed. Man, I wish I could stay here all day! I tried running my fingers through my hair, but the tangled brown strands prevented it. Damn, I gotta find my hairbrush; and I only have-

"We gotta hit the road Jack, and we don't come back!" My best friend Kris sang as she ran past my room, probably heading for the kitchen. And with that thought, my stomach growled; and I was up, following Kris down the hall.

Kris and I have been staying in this tiny apartment for about six months now. We've found it pretty fun to live on our own though it's been difficult. We go to high school but leave early to go to work. Today was Sunday, so we worked all day long at the mall.

Kris's parents were devout Catholics, and their daughter wanted to be Buddhist. So, they said she could come back when she 'found God'. She's also about as straight as a rainbow, but that was just another bomb to drop.

My parents, or parent I should say, on the other hand were a mess. My dad left my mom right after I was born and never came back. My mom held it together until I was about ten-ish; that's when the drinking started. As a kid, I didn't really understand what it was doing to her; or why my aunt had to take me for a while before I was given back to my mom. That wasn't until after they said she was fixed, though. She was drowning herself in alcohol,  self hatred, and self pity. She told me seven months ago that she couldn't stand the sight of  me because I looked just like my dad. Now, maybe I had his brown hair and brown eyes; but the rest was all her!

Well, never mind her. She can drown in her sorrows alone, and I won't keep being a thorn in her side.

I was pulled from my thoughts by the smell of bacon. Oh man, I love meat! Kris was manning the stove looking like a gladiator with the way she held a pot cover as a shield and a spatula like a spear ready to be thrown.

"Have I told you how many times I love you?" I cooed in a mock loving voice as I stole a piece of perfectly cooked bacon that was off to the side. I had to squeeze to reach it but, man, was it worth it. Anything was worth it for meat!

"I think I should get told more often, but I'll take what I can get from you. Especially if doing this gets you up and us to work on time!" Kris was a year ahead of me; and it seemed that now when we are on our own, she pushes herself harder in school and at work to get ahead. Granted, it's reasonable because we no longer have families as safety nets; it's just us against the world. Getting ahead now and staying ahead can only help us in life, right?

"A lot of people want more from me; I'm just so damn irresistible!" I licked my finger and made a sizzling noise as I poked my butt with said finger. The only response I got was a not so nice finger from Kris and a mildly burnt piece of bacon. You don't mess with a woman's bacon!

Once we finished scarfing down the delicious meal, we headed to work. We both worked at the local mall at two competing department store. That's originally how we met; the stores had a falling out within its members there were some not-so-nice activities that happened off mall property. We soon found each other away from the bloody brawls and ended not hating each other to the pits of hell. It was quite surprising due to my reputation of not liking anyone.

We parked in employee parking and walked in with our arms linked and strutting like turkeys out of hunting season. Our strange endeavors used to earn us some pretty weird looks, especially from our co-workers; but most had come to accept our friendship due to us living together. Some said we saved the stores from actually having to do something about the dispute as it  escalated to something greater but was neutralized because Kris and I made friends.