californication ☽ a.k

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"California rest in peace,
Simultaneous release,
California show your teeth,
She's my priestess i'm her priest."
- dani california, stadium arcadium 2006

"Okay Mel, let me see your arms." Anthony said as he looked them up and down.

I put them forward and let him take the bandages off, it still hurt to move my shoulders, my face looked horrible and my head is still throbbing.

He re-put on the bandages and asked if I wanted to go on a coffee run alongside him.

"Uhm, sure I guess." I smiled as I followed him out the door, slipping on my boots.

"So, what do you do for work?" He asked.

"I'm a waitress/bartender 6 blocked from my house."

"Don't you think maybe you should find a day job? I'm not trying to tell you what to do but I can tell this shit job is causing you a lot of stress and it's an easy way for that dick to find you."

I nodded and actually thought about it. A day job would actually help, a lot.

"And what do you do A.K?"

"Uhm well, hah, I play shows with your brother."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "How are you even affording to live in an apartment?"

"We may seem broke but we really aren't, you should come check us out sometime."

"What's the name of this band?"

"The Red Hot Chili Peppers."

"That's my brother?" I practically yelled. "The Uplift Mofo Party Plan? Freaky Styley?"

He nodded, smiling at me.

"You guys are good."

"Oh my god I know right."

I playfully punched him, Anthony was actually one of the sweetest people I have ever met.

He opened the door for me to the Starbucks and as we walked in I saw Flea and Hillel sitting at a table by the window.

"Fuck, turn around, turn around." I whisper yelled at Anthony, we were halfway out the door when Hillel yelled to us.

"Hey Anthony, Mel, what are you guys doing here?"

"Uhm, just getting coffee, what does is look like?" I asked kind of nervously.

I didn't want my brother to think we are dating, because we aren't and he takes his shit way too seriously.

"Together?" Flea asked.

"No man, I ran into her on the way and we were both coming here so we just walked over together."

"So do you guys want to join us?" Hillel asked.

We both nodded, I took a seat beside Flea and Anthony beside Hillel.

It was now so awkward, no one was talking, just sort of looking around, and I definitely wasn't going to be the one to start up a conversation.

"So?" Anthony started, obviously awkwardly.

"Hey Mel, I forgot to ask, where were you last night?" Flea asked.

I sighed, "I was at a friends, it was a late work night and I didn't really feel like going all the way home."

He could tell something was up, I then remembered that I had a bruise on the side of my face and a large cut on the other side, bandaged of course.

I looked down at my arms and saw all the bandages, it was definitely noticeable.

"Stop lying, what happened Mel?" Hillel asked.

"Do we have to talk about this?" I asked, "it's nothing bad."

I looked over at Anthony, he was just kind of gazing around, he looked uncomfortable.

"Mel, there are cuts in your face and your arms, what happened last night?"

"Oh my god." I rolled my eyes, I felt like I was about to cry. "It's Scott, he found me walking back home back home last night, I couldn't find a ride."

"Oh my god, Mel, call me next time." Flea put an arm around my shoulder.

"So, where were you the whole night?" Hillel asked.

I looked over at Anthony, who was already looking at me.

"You were at Anthony's?" Flea asked quite dramatically.

"Man, don't freak out. I found her in an alley screaming okay? If anything you should be thanking me because I beat her sorry ass boyfriend and if it weren't for me she would probably be d--"

"Thanks." Flea muttered.

It now suddenly got more awkward, I wasn't so sure what to do.

"Um, so, is everything okay now? I'm fine, I'm not dead." I said breaking the awkward silence.

"Well, you could've been." Anthony said quietly.

His eyes looked genuine, almost filled with fear. I barely knew him and I felt something.

I quickly looked at Hillel, who had the same look of fear in his eyes.

Hillel was probably the most respectful friends of my brothers to enter our house. 

"I'm gonna go." I mumbled standing up. "I'll see you guys later."

I jogged out of the Starbucks and ran a little further. I was trying to get home, it wasn't too far from here.

Tears started rolling down my eyes. That was so embarrassing. I didn't want Hillel knowing,
Or even my brother. My face still looks like a mess because I didn't have my makeup last night and my whole body feels numb.

Once I reached my house I walked through the door, my sister on the couch watching tv, I ran past her to go up to my room.

"Hey, Mel what the fuck happened to you?" She asked.

"I don't want to talk about it, just leave me alone." I muttered running up the stairs.

I quickly grabbed my phone on the side of my bed and dialled my work number.

"Hello, I'm booking a week off, it's an injury." 

A/N well god damn that took me a while, sorry guys I had a trip and stuff and my whole schedule has been quite thrown off lmao, this will get more interest (shut up mia that's what you say everytime) but I'm promising it will. hope you enjoyed, leave a vote, comment, whatever the fuck you want :P

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