Don't Save My Life

Chapter 12

(I know the formatting is insane so please excuse that. Also, this is not proofread so i am aware that there are plenty of mistakes. I'll come back and fix them. )

Willa

There was a loud clap of thunder overhead as I teetered back and forth on the heels of my boots, staring up at the immaculate columned home before me. Large grey clouds tunneled overhead, and a flash of brilliant yellow lighting clawed out behind the roof. So this was what mount Olympus looked like.

“Let’s go.” It was Rickie, running down the large set of steps that I assumed could just well be the same steps Rocky had run up when training to fight that Russian guy.

She waved a hand in front of my face before taking my arm and dragging me behind her. I began to ask what the rush was but realized it much too late.

Just as I managed to pull my eyes away from the mansion, the princess of the mountain herself, emerge from the front doors. We both began walking now, quicker than we usually walked when trying to escape the land of rich and snooty.

We heard her shouting behind us and we quickened our pace. Talking really loudly so that if she asked we could tell her we hadn’t heard her.

But, being enemies with perfection has its costs. Especially when the enemy is the towns track star. She caught up with us quickly, shortening her strides when she’d made a show of accidently passing us. She took a few steps back, standing in our path. From the look on Rickie’s face I could see that she was two seconds from mowing her down. Three weeks living with Pat could do that to a person.

Her normally straight hair was styled in long beachy waves and her makeup perfectly done. Normal people would look a little winded, breathing a little faster at the least. Not Pat, oh no, she looked like she’d just glided off of a catwalk.

“Wow, you girls are pretty fast.” I raised my eyebrows at her statement, surprised by the compliment but of course, the world wouldn’t be it crappy self If she didn’t get a chance to offend us. “But I guess you’ve got those long stick like legs to thank for that, Willa. And you, Rickie, well, I guess running’s in the blood huh?”

At this she offered a small smug smile and I could see Rickie’s fist clenching in and out at her sides. Poor girl, she actually had to endure this on a daily basis.

“We have to go, we don’t want to be late.” I managed to say.

“Oh I, understand, I’m on m way out too. I just wanted to give you this Wlly, nilly. It’s from the family.”

I could have gagged at the nickname she’d heard Payton call me, but what she handed me was far worse. There was a tray of fat-free cookies wrapped up and a greeting card titled, God forgives you, Haldon Family. I think she noticed the look on my face because now she seemed utterly pleased with herself.

“We want to invite you to dinner since you and Rickie have become such good friends. We figured we could talk to you guys about your family’s sins, maybe help you find the lord. Your daddy was a monster, but you still have time to fix your life.”

‘You do realize that I am already a christian right?” I said fighting the unfamiliar urges to literally throw the plate in her face. I knew people would never get over it. But this was just cruel. I had to accept that my dad was a bad man, but hearing someone else say it was like a slap in the face.

“I didn’t know that.” She said, chewing her bottom lip surprised by my defensive tone. Finally she said. “Well, the invite is always open if you guys ever need to talk.”

“We won’t.” I said coldly, feeling like the Mr. Jekyll had come out of me.

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