I wake up in Simons warm, calming embrace. What am I doing here? We ate food, played call of duty and got to know each other a lot more. I feel like I have known Simon for ages, but I've only known him for a few days, not even. I slowly slip out of his arms and get to my feet on the ground. I try to make as least sound as possible.
I write a note on a receipt from the back of my pocket.
"Hey Simon sorry I couldn't have stayed longer :( but thanks for the food and having me round. It was really fun :) see you soon. Desi x"
I leave the note on his desk and leave with Tori and Tanya.
***
I sneak up the stairs, tiptoeing, not making a sound. I don't want mum to know what happened yesterday. I have nothing much to hide I just don't want her getting mad at me for not coming home. One of the floor boards creek, making me flinch. I quiet but still quickly tip toe to my room and slowly close the door once Tori and Tanya get in.
"Tori you know that's a creaky floor board, naughty." I say and shake my finger at Tori.
I lay down in my bed and think about what Simons dad said to me last night. The words float around I'm my mind. Not even noticing my eyes twitching.
"You're the nights daughter."
"He died a good man."
I eventually get up. I lift my guitar out of the way and take the bottle of vodka. I pick up a small Sprite bottle that I drank half of yesterday, and fill it up to the top with the vodka. I slip the top to make sure nothing spills out of the top.
I screw the bottle lid on and sit it on the desk. I put the vodka bottle under my pillow because it still had enough in it to fill another half full bottle. I pick up my guitar and start messing around with some chords and playing over some little tunes.
***
"Done!" I sigh loudly.
I finally 100% finished the song. I have the music, the lyrics and the beat. I'll play and record it tomorrow, this is going in my new Ep. I have been working on it for a while and it has now got 11 songs. I just need one more and my Ep is complete. I could have made it 8 songs but I think a twelve song Ep will be better. I'm not planing to try make it go viral or anything. I'll post it on my blog probably and see what people think. I clip the sheets of paper with the music and the lyrics into my binder and hide it back in my drawer. I take out my Sprite and vodka and drink and take a few sips of it before putting it under my pillow.
***
"Desi!" I hear mum shout from downstairs.
I go down stairs to she what I've done now. Mum looks sad.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Yeah I'm fine, I just had a phone call from George and Julie Minter, were you with their son yesterday?" She said, with no emotion in her voice or on her face.
"Uh yeah why, what have I done wrong now?" I sigh.
"They want you to stay away from him. They think you're a bad influence." She says making my mouth drop open.
"But mum. Why? No I'm not. What do you mean bad influence?" I ask, sadly.
"Someone told them and they just told me what you're up to." She says disappointedly.
"Mum I'm not up to anything. Who said that?" I ask, still with sadness in my voice.
"Annabell Smith." She said, still disappointed.
"I'll see you later I'm working on a song." I say grumpily and storm upstairs, to my room and slam the door.
Annabel Smith a.k.a my worst enemy. We used to be best friends, we grew up together. She was who my boyfriend cheated on me with, although she didn't know we were together at the time it didn't stop her from rubbing it in my face. She just grew into a horrible person. Horrible. She made me want to kill myself in high school because of her comments on me.
"Don't talk to her, she's just a skanky slag."
"Go cry to daddy."
"Fat."
"Ugly."
"Stupid."
"Worthless."
Every insult you could ever think of she had said to me. Or said it indirectly about me. Like on her Twitter or Facebook she would always say things when we were still friends like..
"Roses are red, violets are blue, you're a whore, nobody likes you."
Or
"That moment when your boyfriend would rather fuck me than you."
I hated and still do hate her.
Tears roll down my cheeks. What could she possibly said that made them think that about me? Simons dad knew mine. Why would he think anything bad of me if they were friends?
***
I lay on my bed for hours, crying whilst hugging my pillow tightly. Until I decide to take Tori and Tanya out.
***
I let them off their leads and as usual count down and tell them when to go. I was still crying, not hysterically but tears just fell from my eyes. I sniff the cold air and burry my head in my hands. I just had 'friends' now I don't because of Annabel. I feel a tap on my shoulder, making me jump.
"I knew I'd find you here."
It was Simons voice. I hug him as soon as I see him, it was Simon.
"Simon I'm so sorry. It was Annabel she lied. I don't know what she said but it's lies." I sob into Simons chest.
He spins me around and gives me a small smile.
"I know, lying is part of her daily routine. I'd never believe her over you." He says.
"So you don't hate me?" I ask.
"No of course not! Desi I think you're awesome, not any of those things she said about you." He hugged me tightly.
***
We walked around the park for about 15 minutes. Annabel had told Simons parents I was a drug addict, that I only used people for money to buy drugs and she even had the cheek to say I did it to her! I was of course angry at her.
"Do you want to come back to mine again? I explained to my mum that Annabel was lying and I think she believed me." He said.
I nod.
"Okay." I say.
***
I took the dogs back to my house and went to Simons house with him. We walk into the living room.
"Um I'm sorry about what Annabel said about me. It's not true I promise." I say to Simons mum.
"That's okay Hun, I knew you are better than that. Simon you keep hanging around with this one, she's a definite keeper." She said back to me.
I blush when she said I'm a keeper. So did Simon.
"Mum." He said and shook his head at her.
Me and Simon go upstairs, to his room.
I laugh quietly.
"You're mum is amazing Simon." I say.
"Nope, she even thought I was going out with my cousin. She hadn't saw her for years and when she saw us at my aunts wedding together she posted it on my face book calling us love birds. She's so embarrassing." He laughed along with me.
***
"I'm serious. I cried when my mum told me I couldn't talk to you anymore." I say.
"Really? Awwwww!" Simon awed and bear hugged me.
"Simon you're squishing me!" I squeal.
He loosens his grip of me. I love his hugs.
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Why We are Always Together. || (Miniminter)
Teen FictionI'm Destiny. I go by Desi for short though. This is my life, not the best of both worlds but I like it. I live in a house with my mother, little sister Penny and my two german Shepards, Tori and Tanya. I have many hobbies such as running, writing a...