My Summer in Hell

The Devil

     On the drive to the farm, my "home" for the next 100 days, Lynda and William kept sneaking glances back at me and then at each other. I pretended not to notice and texted Farrah. 

Me: Yo girlie! Wats up? :P

Farrah: Omg! R u ok?? Wat hppnd?

Me: Got caught :(

Farrah: Holy F**k. Wher r u? Juvie?

Me: No. Ill expln l8r. Its complctd. 

Farrah: K call me ASAP

Me: K, mom. Love your guts.

Farrah: Love your face.

    My lips curved up into a sad smile. I don't think I was going to be allowed to see Farrah or the rest of the gang until my sentence was up. Damn. Right when Jake owed me money too. He'll find a way to weasel out of it by the time I was free. Smirking, I got an idea and pulled my phone back out. This would be fun.

Me: GET MY $$ FROM JAKE. HE OWES ME. 

Sahara: Kay. How much?

Me: $20 buckaroos. 

Sahara: Kay. 

Me: Let Farrah hlp. She want 2 kick his arse.

Sahara: Am I supposed to let her? Or restrict her?

Me: Let her jump him, stp her b4 she kills him tho. 

Sahara: Kay. Bye.

Me: L8rs.

     Farrah was one crazy girl. She's been itching for any reason to fight Jake for ages now. They have a real love-hate relationship; pretty much just like siblings. I was cackling evilly in my head when the car stopped.  I guess we had arrived. 

     I hoped down from the decaying truck and surveyed my prison. It looked like shit. There was a two-story house that was once painted a chipper yellow color; key word: once. The paint was chipping here and peeling completely away there. A wrap around covered porch sagged under the weight of various tools, giving the appearance that the house was smiling. In the surrounding yard I saw several chickens, a few single rubber boots, and an Australian Shepherd dozing in the sun. The dog looked surprisingly young; barely out of its puppy years. Off in the distance I could see fenced in pastures, few large sheds, and a big wooden barn. 

    "Bo! Come here boy! Come on!" William yelled while patting on his thigh. Almost immediately the Australian Shepherd jumped up and came running at us. First he went to William for a half a millisecond before he caught my scent and jumped up on me. I was unprepared so down I went.

    "Oof," I grunted as I hit the hard ground. My body protested against this mistreatment. Man, I am going to be so sore tomorrow. 

    "Bad dog! Bad Bo!" William scolded Bo and smacked him on the nose as Lynda helped me to my feet. 

     "Are you ok Kylie? I am so sorry! Bo just likes new people. He almost never gets to meet strangers," Lynda fussed over me to make sure I wasn't seriously hurt. 

     "I'm fine. Wasn't expecting to get jumped by a sack of drool, that's all." I used my sleeve to wipe a big glob of slime from my cheek. Eww. 

     "Ok. Hun, take Bo and go find Toby while I show Kylie to her room so she can clean up." Lynda quickly grabbed my hand and began pulling me into the house. Damn, for an old lady this woman sure was strong! 

     Inside the house it was really open and light. The kitchen opened right into the dining area, just divided by a white tiled island, and they both opened up into the living room. Tons of pictures of smiling people and babies covered the walls. Pictures of birthday parties, celebrations, first days of school plastered the room on the walls and framed on top of a monstrous bookshelf off to one side. My eyes were drawn to a series of school pictures all featuring a blond haired boy. Each picture was labeled with the grade it was taken. From Kindergarten -dorky little blond boy with blue eyes, crooked teeth and hair sticking up- all the way to Junior -much better looking blond shaggy haired boy with the same blue eyes and tanned skinned- so the boy would be a Senior next year. Damn. He was older. I was only going into my Junior year.