Take Me To Church

Chapter 4

No matter how much I tried to get it out of my mind I couldn't. When Trish told me her news I wanted to be happy but I just couldn't. We were born into the streets and she is letting it go for Issac. He's taking my best friend away from me..

My ride or die....my rider. We were meant to be thugs. I remember the first day we met. I was around 10 or 11.

Flashback-

I was walking down the road crying. My mom had just beat me for sitting Down. She beat me with an lamp and I was limping really bad.

I didn't know where I was going but I didn't want to be there. I bumped into someone.

"I-I'm s-sorry ",I stuttered about to run before they hit me. They grabbed my arm before I could turn away."Wait. I'm not gonna hurt . Are you okay",the person said. It was an girls voice. I started to cry more. I didn't want her to hurt me. The girl pulled my arm and I just followed her lead.

We ended up in someone's backyard on a tree house. I guess it was hers because it looked like something that belonged to her. I was standing up looking at the ground while she was on the floor sitting down looking at me.

"So are you gonna tell me what's wrong",she asked. I shook my head no. She laughed."okay what's your name",she asked."Candy",I said. "I like that name. My name is Peppermint",she said.

"Really",I asked looking up. "Nah I wish it was",she said. We both laughed."My name is Trish",she said. I nodded. "Candy even though I only knew you for an short amount of time I really wanna be friends with you. You seem bright ",she said.

She wanted to be my friend ! And she thought I was bright? She was very nice."Sure",I murmed. "Yes. And when we grow up we will always be Friends no matter what",she said. "No boyfriends. No love. Just us. We are in this together",she said hugging me. My first friend .

Flashback Over.

I smiled at that memory. She was there through everything. They say thugs don't have feelings but trust me we do. Everyone does. It doesn't matter if you an crack head,an white person,an black person,an kid.......you will always have feelings.

The Pain I'm feeling right now is unreadable. I've never got my heart broken by an boy before because I've never really had an boyfriend but I guess this was what it felt like.

My world is not complete without Trish. I want to cry my eyes out but I can't. Its like I don't have any emotions. They are gone. I'm not gonna go say sorry. Thugs don't say sorry. We don't cry either.

But if you were feeling what I'm feeling you would. I grabbed an bottle of vodka out my pantry and started drinking. I'm not an acholic but I drink when I'm mad. I'm not mad right now. I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed . All of those years. I drunk more and more thinking about it.

The only thing I was thinking about was clubing out. .

I put my outfit on ( in mm). I didn't bother bathing. I combed my tracks and put light makeup.

All I can remember was walking out the house drunk on my way to the club....

So tell me the next morning why I ended up In an unfamiliar house not remembering anything.