Little Angel

Chapter 25- Our First Fight Saturday, September 13, 2014

It's been two weeks and my life couldn't be better. After the encounter that I had with Brittany and Blake, I've stood up for myself with every chance I've gotten. I've also stood up for myself some someone gives me a judgemental. Okay, maybe I was very immature then, but honestly, I don't care. All my life I've been the submissive little girl that everyone could step on, but now I have the upper hand. I love the power.

I was on my way back to Derek's car after watching the Dolphin Tales. The story would be cuter if they'd just leave a lot of bullshit behind. I told my boyfriend my opinion on the film, though I immediately regretted it when he started yelling.

"Okay, enough! I'm tired of you bitching." He yelled.

It took me a minute to recover.

"Excuse you? But who are you to.." I asked, glaring at him for interrupting me.

Okay, it's more than that, but still.

"You know who I am? I'm your boyfriend. I've been your boyfriend for almost seventeen for fuck sake. I'm also your baby's father. You know the same person who laid with you six months ago?" Derek said.

It's not like I suffer from amnesia, my goodness, Derek.

"Okay? I know that. But what I mean to ask, what's your fucking problem?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips.

"My problem? What's your problem? You've been like a total jerk to everyone for almost two weeks straight. You've been acting like nothing but an unapologetic asshole to everyone around you." He continued to yell.

"I have not been acting like an unapologetic asshole, asshole. I've just been defending myself from bastards at school." I scoffed.

"Oh really?" Derek asked, looking shocked as I nodded at him. "Is that what you call it now? Is that what you call it when you make a middle-aged woman cry, who's been nothing but kind to you? You know the same woman who took you in when your parents kicked you out for carrying an infant? Is that what you call it when you make us late band practice and then use racists slurs when the boy who let you enter roof scolded us for it? Or do you just believe you're innocent angel, since you've been yelling at me for almost everything?"

I looked to the ground. I remember those two days so clearly. No excuse for what I've done to them. Mom and I had an argument about how I should be pulling my weight in school more and it ended with her crying. I felt so guilty into making her cry. I didn't mean though I have yet to say how sorry I am and how I appreciate her being there for me. As for Mike, he was just looking out for the future of the band and I took advantage of them.

"I've just-I've just.." I stuttered, but Derek cut me off.

"You've just what? Realized how much of monster you've been acting lately? Because you've that's how you've been acting like." He continued to fire off.

He's gone too far, but that was still no reason to slap him. The moment my hand came in contact with his cheek, regret immediately sinks in and I finally realize what he was trying to say me all along. I am truly a monster.

"Fuck you! You don't know what I've been through!" I cried.

That wasn't true though, because Derek has been there for me for all my life. He does know what I've been through and I realize how selfish and bratty I sounded. Being fed up with my bullshit, he shook his head in anger.

"You know what? Forget about it. I'll see you at home." He said.

He got inside his vehicle and slammed the door behind him. I watch in horror as he drove to the night, leaving me behind in the movie theater's parking lot. I stomped my leg in frustration.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed.

I blew it. I really blew it. I made the one person I care the most, upset at me and I feel like total shit about it. I looked around me with a deep frown on my face. What do I do now?