dream of being loved or being hated

stuck in the dark

"what the hell do u want!" i screamed at the top of my lungs

he was pounding at the door again. he never leaves me alone. i was trying to rock the poor kid i was baby sitting asleep and he completely woke him up. he started to cry again. i couldn't get him to sleep now, especially with that creep around.

i walked over to answer the door carrying the little boy with me. he kept pounding on the door. he was angry. he could see through the glass door i wasn't going to answer him. he pounded on the door almost braking it until i finally answered it.

"hiiiiiiiiii" i said answering the door with a big sarcastic smile.

i wasn't in the mood for his crap. it was always games with him.

"sooooooo babe" he took a deep breath trying to calm down. "do u want to go to the park and play some basketball?"

i looked out behind him. it was 7 pm and it was already pitch black out side. the street lights then flashed on blinding me.

"uuuuuh can u come in for a second?" i said squinting my eyes trying to focus my sight. "im kind of busy" the little boy sat up in my arms reaching out for him.

he picked him up out of my arms and stumbled into the house. the little boy started laughing hysterically.

"whaaaaat?" he laughed back as the child. he completely calmed down. he wasn't angry anymore. that was quicker then normal.....

"he's laughing at your big head" i giggled at the both of them. just the look of him and the little boy was adorable.

"so can you come with me?" he asked seriously.

"im tired...and can't you see I'm baby sitting?" i said paceing around them as he plopped himself on the couch.

"noooooooo, i just though this little guy was the result of some jerk knocking you up." he said jokingly putting his feet up on the couch. i hated his jokes.

"your lucky my parents aren't home." i ignored the comment and sat on the side of him.

"i know....i noticed their car wasn't home." he sat back up and put an arm around me. "so can we go now?"

"but its dark. and why do u need me anyways, don't u have a girlfriend?" i asked pushing him away from me.

"yeah but i can't walk alone in the dark. um..." he looked for an excuse. "i would uh.... get shot!"

"riiiiiiight...but besides the fact why bring me then?" i crossed my arms debating not to go. he knew i hated him. he just had to bring me everywhere though.

"duh...because i don't want my girlfriend getting shot" he rudely chuckled.

"i have a head cold can you just get out?" i whined. i didn't care i just wanted him to leave me alone. he hurt me enough, not just tonight but my whole life. i was done with him and he wasn't my problem anymore.

"no! I'm not leaving until you come with me." he ordered. he stood up off the couch and puffed out his chest. "what if i said we would get coffee...im buying." he started to plead.

but why though? why was he acting so desperate? he grabbed my hand and picked me up off the couch not realizing how close i was to him.

"please sweetheart?" his cheeks reddened.

"fine" i said giveing up. i wanted find out why this was so important.

i grabbed my sweat shirt and house key as he guided me out the door.

"wait one last thing." i said to him. i had one step outside and i turned around into the house and yelled "Maaaaaaaaa! can u watch the little guy for me?!"