"Guys, I need a plan!!"I say as we get our books from our lockers.
"Em, chill. All you have to do is talk to him. You can't even handle that? What the heck?" Adrya asks.
"Yeah, she's right. All you need is some courage and a buttload of charm. Don't you see how the other girls flirt with him? You can do it, he'll fall for you," Lily laughs.
"Yeah, by fall for her do you mean trip over, because he sees her face?" Adrya giggles.
"Guys, stop! I neeeeeeeeeeeed to do something!" I moan.
"You could ask him out."
"No, he should ask her out."
"How's that gonna happen?"
"Yeah true, maybe you should.... ask his friends for his number."
"But isn't that just a way of saying I'm too scared to speak to him?"
"Maybe, you could pass him a note."
"Or write him a valentine, Valentine's Day is almost here."
"What? Five months away is not close. And besides it's too... juvenile. You need to start... ummm... dressing sexier."
"Yeah, like a stripper."
"Lily! Adrya! Ya'll are not helping whatsoever!" I exclaim.
Oh God, what do I do? I need to get his attention, and by the looks of things, Lily and Adrya won't help right now. Maybe, I should just start doing the kind of things he likes.
Riiinngg
"Oi, see you guys later, gotta get to class, before Mr. Ross gives me another tardy slip."
"See you later Em!" they yell as they head off to their own classes.
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Okay, let's see what I've got to work with.
'waterbender123' I type, my palms sweaty.
-waterbender123
-thewaterbender
-water
-bendingwater
I click on the first one, and let out a breath of relief. Phew. It isn't a private account.
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'bae'
It's a picture of Brian and some girl, with pretty blonde hair, and they look like they're in a club. She's wearing something I wouldn't be allowed to even look at, let alone wear...
Why didn't I think of this before?
I stalk him for 2 hours straight until the battery on my phone gets to 10%.
"Oh shit,"I put my phone in it's charger by my bed and pick up my laptop in search of a store with the most available... 'sexy' clothing.
"Okay so it says that there's a new store that opened in the mall a few weeks ago. Maybe I can go there tonight with Mom." I mumble to myself.
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"Moooooooooooom! Mom, where are you? Are you ready to leave? Mom?! MOOOM!" I shout up the staircase, in hopes of getting her the message, but with no luck. At least Steve is gone to work right now, or wherever he goes but work. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't approve of me screaming up the stairs.
I trudge upstairs, annoyed at mom, for not coming downstairs, when I see her bedroom door open slightly, and sobbing sounds coming from inside. Oh good Lord not again...
"Mom, you okay?" I whisper pushing the door open a little more.
"Huh? What? Oh, Em. Yeah yeah I- I'm fine. What do you want?" she asks, and I'm ready to facepalm, but I don't because she's just been crying.
"Mom, in case you forgot, ummm... we were going to the mall this evening? Just the two of us? I really need new clothes, and you literally asked me this morning," I sigh in exasperation.
"Oh, oh right," she sniffles. "Emma, I'm not feeling well, I don't think I can go. You can go on your own if you want honey, as long as your back by nine," she says.
Seriously? Again with this crap?
I can't put up with her anymore. Honestly, she needs to get herself back together. I've been through so much, yet she's still sitting in the corner of her room crying her heart out, over Steve? I am the one who has to play the role of mom! And she doesn't even have the courage to stand up to Steve?
All of a sudden, my mouth opens up, and I blurt out all these ridiculous things, all these mean insults, that I'M SUPPOSED TO KEEP IN MY HEAD!
"Mom, look, if you don't want to be with me then just tell me! I know your crying because of that asshole Steve again! You never spend time with me anymore, neither does anyone else, in this wretched house! You're seriously still going after that Steve when he's probably out right now, in some other woman's bed! I HATE YOU! Get a grip on yourself mom!! Get your shit together!!!" I scream violently, the emotions I had bottled up for so long, spilling out. I shut my mouth, looking at her face crumble, as I come to realize what I've just said.
Her face looks like a mixture of sadness and hurt, a face I never wanted to look at, or imagine, and without thinking I flee the room, scared she'll do something crazy, because of what I've just said.
I need to get out of here.
I run out of the house, and to the garage, where I have my bike, and hop on it and pedal hard, not knowing where I'm going.
Why, why why did I say those things? What will she do? Will everything I own be taken away? Oh shit. Will she tell Steve?
My mind is so preoccupied with these crazy thoughts, I pedal right onto the road, still panicking. I don't see the blare of lights in front of me, nor do I see the driver. All I sense is falling and my shoulder hitting the ground, my foot twisted, and someone screaming. It takes me a while to realize it's me. And the truth is I don't have a reason to, because its peaceful. I'm more at peace than I have been for a really really long time.
At those thoughts, I finally get consumed by the darkness.
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Authors' Note
We're pretty proud of this chapter, if we do say so ourselves. Thanks for reading, next chapter will be up shortly (meaning whenever we get around to it XD)
We'll leave ya'll now, bye!!
- M & R <3
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