Different Paths

Chapter 2

Tilda: Chapter 2

      Come to find out that the cops weren't coming this way at all it was just passing by us and that was good for me. Once I was able to sit up I grab my bag and started picking up my things that fill out of my bag. I was still in pain, but I made myself get up and put my bag over my head with my arms across my stomach as I started walking home. When I got home I was too happy to see that my mom car was not in the drive way, because I wouldn't have to lie about why I'm so late and the fact that I look worse then how I feel. One look at me would make my mom panic and call 911. I just don't want to go throw that. Beside I wouldn't even be able to calm my mom down to stop her from making the call I'm just so sore that I can't even stand up right. When I was inside I notice that the answer machine had one massage for me. So before I went to my bedroom I push the play button on the answering message:

           "Hey Tilda, I was calling to tell you that I'm doing graveyard shift today. So I won't be home until 6 or 7am. If you get hungry there is some left over Chinese food in the refrigerator if you don't feel like cooking. Call if you need something I may not answer, but I get the message and call you back. Love you sweetheart, bye." Well that would answer why mom wasn't here. I was ok with my mom not being home on some nights it give me more time on my reading, homework, and just some free time to myself. But right now all I want to do is sleep and put this night behind me.

      When I drop my bag in my room I went to the bathroom to see how badly my face was. I had a bruise on my right jaw and it didn't look too bad, but it hurt when I touch it. It had some swelling around my jaw and I was sure it was going to get better once I put some ice on it. I was almost afraid to pull up my shirt to see how bad my sides looked, but I did it anyway. By using my hand I pull up my shirt to see what it looked like and it didn't look good.

           "Damn, looks like I'm going to have to forge a letter for PE." I said, to myself causing me to laugh. I sooner hissed in pain right after that little joke I made about myself. I had two huge bruise on the spots where Tra hit me at. It was a dark green color with black and purple all mixed on my dark brown skin. It hurt to even lean on my side. I know that this looks bad, but sometime I make jokes or do something to make a bad thing look good when I can. Sometime it works and sometime it don't, but I never been jumped before so I don't know how I should acted. I mean for me all I feel is me being sore and pissed off at the fact that they took my laptop, so that mean I have to save up to get a new one again. I wasn't scared or afraid that they were going to jump me again, because what would be the point of me being afraid. If they want to jump me then they're going to found a way to get to me and if not them someone else. That just mean I have to be more careful and learn from my mistakes. Maybe I should feel more, but I guess it just haven't hit me yet and all I want to do is take a shower to make me feel better.

      When I took that shower I felt better than before maybe not 100% better, but better than before. I dry myself off and grab my oversize long shirt to sleep in. since it's Friday I don't have to go to school and mom not coming home until 7am, so that mean when she gets home it's straight to bed with her. That's good for me because that mean she will be going asleep the whole day and she wont have to look at my face to see the bruise on my jaw. By the time I finish my ice bag that I had on my side the movie Stay Alive was done. I take my melted ice to sink in the bedroom making sure to keep the bag so that I can use it again, then I grab a pain killers and headed to my room. When I got under covers and my head hit the pillow it took no longer than 5 minutes for the pain killers to kick in for me to go to sleep.

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      When I got up it was already 2:00pm and from what I remember I didn't go to bed until 10 min till 3:00am. I most have been sleeping hard last night if I didn't get up until now. But I didn't care today was a lazy day cause it's Saturday. I still wanted to get up and fix me something to eat since i was feeling somewhat better, so I got up to go to the bathroom and when I face the mirror that's when I saw my jaw. It looks like it was healing just fine, but you can still see it and putting makeup on it would just make it worse. I just made sure that i had my hair down over my jaw when im around my mom.

       As I walked to the kitchen I passed my mom room to see if she still sleeping and she was, but I still kept my hair down. I wanted to cook a beacon, egg, and cheese omelet and by the time I started the second omelet my mom wake up.

           "Good morning sweetie, that small good." Mom said, looking half sleep, but smiling.

           "Thanks, I made you one it's on the table. I knew that you were going to be hungry so I made it." I said, and then mom walked over to my side to give me a big hug. All I can feel was pain when she did that and it took all my power to keep me from screaming in pain. I just did show it on my face and that is what you call good acting. I knew that all I had was bruised ribs, but it still hurt like hell. I kept giving a big smile until she let go of me and the best part of it is that she didn't noticed a thing i guess she was just too sleepy to really notice anything. Mom just walked over to the table to started eating and I just finish my omelet, so I sit next to mom.

           "How the omelet mom is it ok." I said

           "Yes, it sure was. It was the best omelet ever thank you." mom said 

          "Your welcome mom." I said

          "Hey, how that laptop doing for you any problems with it yet." When mom said i had to come up with something.

          "Well, I had to take it to the shop for some reason i got a virus on it. I couldn't get in to anything thing on the laptop. They said that it would take a long time for it to get fix." I said making it sound real and i can't believe how fast I came up with that. I didn't like lying to my mom, but I don't want her to know what happen.

          "Oh that's too bad. I hope you got it back soon." Mom said

          "Yea, me too mom It feels weird without it." I said

          "Well you get it back before you know it." mom said as she was getting up again to give me a hug, but it wasn't too bad this time. "I'm going to lay back in bad to sleep if you need something you know where i will be ok." Mom said

          "Yes ma'am. Love you." I said

          "Love you too." mom said as she gave me a kiss on my forehead then turn around to walk to her badroom. After that last hug she gave me my side was killing me and I was so ready to lay back down on my bed, but I wasn't going to tell my mom that.

         Once I walked back to my room I got under the covers with a new ice bag still on my side. All I was thinking was I got away with it for now and by the time school start my jaw will be healed. Can't really say the same for my sides its going to take a little longer to heal. I just close my eyes and went to sleep.