°Chapter 2°

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Marrisa

The bus stopped in front of my drop off, Victor got up and let me out. I gave him a small wave, before walking down the aisle he grabbed my shoulder. "Um.. Do you think we can sit together tomorrow?" I gave a smile. "I don't see why not" his eyes lit up.  I hopped off the bus and walked the rest of the way home. I instantly took off my pants, shoes and bag heading upstairs to lay down, I put my laptop on my bed and started browsing through pintrest when I got bored. I then shut and locked my door then pulled out my "special box" from under my bed, listen dont judge okay I've been stressed lately and I need some form of release. I pulled up my favorite porn site and took out my toy, I've been so distracted I didn't notice someone was home. Right as I was about to reach my peak there was a loud knock on my bedoom door I jumped and and sat up, it was my dad. My eyes went wide did he hear me? Why is he off so early!?

I quickly put everything away while changing to YouTube, "Marrisa god dammit you better open this door!" He said loudly. "Who the hell is here? You got a boy in my damn house you whore!" He slapped me against my head, "No! No ones even here! You can check everywhere!" I said angrily. I guess checking my room means literally throwing everything around and making a complete mess, "This better be clean by the time your moms home from work" he slammed my door and I walked over to my bathroom, I wanted to scream but he'd just come back.  I took a shower, put on some sweats and a long sleeve and left, I needed time away from that house. I walked to the store feeling the need to buy candy, as I was walking by the baby store when I seen vamp? I went inside to see him with pacifiers and baby powder in his hands. Weirdo.

"Vamp? Uh I mean Victor what are you doing in here?" I said putting on a forced smile and sounding as sweet as possible.

He looked nervous looking at me then his items then back at me. "Um I mean it's a store so.." be trailed his sentence off quietly. I sucked in a breath making an uncomfortable face, "Right, I know I just pft- so what's the stuff for?" He looked down then started to kick his foot a bit "My nephews are in town and they needed some stuff so I um thought I'd get it for them?"

I made an 'O' shape with my mouth, we sat there in an awkward silence for a second. I gave him a small punch on the shoulder. He gave me a weird smirk and we just sat there for a few seconds before I cut the silence. "Well it was nice seeing you yeah?" He nodded his head, I waved at him and walked out the store.

On the rest of the way to the store I was thinking if he just had a problem with cutting off pacifiers? Took me until I was fifteen to quit my thumb so maybe?

I got back home around seven from lack of speed but who cares. My dads car was gone and I knew I was home alone, I went to my kitchen grabbing major snacks and headed to my trash filled room. An hour later I finally laid on my bed with my food and computer and went straight to Netflix, I was browsing through the different shows and movies when my phone buzzed. It was my friend Gracie,

' Aaron's having a sick back to school party, you down?xp'

I gave it some thought but declined anyways, parties aren't me. Im a chill person but not one to be in that type of scene, I never really fit into those type of things. She sent back another text.

'U suck lol. I know ur not doing anything you sloth nugget'

I laughed at the last part.

'Ha ha ha you are so funny and you know parties aren't for me you vaginabutthole'

After sending a few more text back and forth she gave up. I scrolled back through Netflix and settled with something new ,'Wentworth'. By the looks of it its just a better and English Orange is the new black.

I was watching the seventh episode of season one when my phone buzzed.

I looked at the text and didn't know who it was or how to reply. 

A/n I know it's short but Im writing this at skewl lmao soooo hope you guys who ever views this is enjoying so far and yeh.   Bai

-k

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