I was pulling down my pants, and then I heard someone walking up the stairs. I noticed the door was a little open, so I leaned against it to keep it closed. I realized I had left the pants I wanted to wear on the other side of the bathroom, so I got off the door and walked over and grabbed them.
"Laila!!!"
I jumped. My heart stopped when I thought it was Dillon, but when I turned around, Kaylee was in the doorway.
I sighed, relieved. I've never been "naked" in front of Dillon, and I don't wanna be for a long time.
Kaylee then walked in and shut the door behind her.
"What are you doing " she asked, going to sit on the sink.
"Nothing. Getting dressed" I said as I was pulling up my pants.
"Laila stop!!" She yelled.
Startled, I froze into place.
She jumped off the sink then walked over to me.
She pointed to my thigh and said, "what is that??"
Oh no.
I forgot.
"Umm... nothing ! " I said quickly as I pulled up my pants.
"Laila. Tell me now." She looked at me seriously.
She had seen my cuts.
Whoops.
"Its nothing Kaylee. Really" I sat as I put my dirty clothes into a bag.
"When did you start?" She said.
"Start what?" I was trying to be dumb with her.
"When did you start cutting?? Why didn't you tell me?? Are you okay?? I'm always here for you" she said as she sat down, and motioning for me to sit next to her.
I sighed, then sat down. I didn't want to talk about it. But I know she wasn't gonna let it slide.
"I started.... last summer" I say, looking down.
She motioned me to tell her more. But I didn't say anything.
"Why, Laila"
"Because....ever since my moms been doing what she's doing, she'll get drunk every night. She'll yell at me and hit Kylee. And it's been hard... with Kylee....and, it's just..." I sighed. I felt like I wanted to cry.
"Laila, I'm always here" she said as she put her hand on my back.
"I...I don't know what to do anymore" I voice cracked.
I felt tears run down my face.
Stop crying Laila. No one wants to see you cry. Plus, if Dillon sees your face all red, he'll ask. Then he'll know. So suck. It. Up.
"Laila..." Kaylee said as she put her arms around me, trying to attempt a side hug.
I turned and hugged her.
Tears were strolling down my face.
"Please don't tell Dillon ."
"Laila, he needs to know"
"But I'm not ready to tell him"
She sighed. "Fine. I'm giving you a month to tell him. And if you don't, Laila, I'll tell him. He deserves to know. Your his girlfriend"
I looked down.
"Fine." I say.
"Good. Now let me clean you're face. I'll even do your makeup " she said, getting up.
I smiled. Kaylee loved doing my makeup.
In the middle of her doing my makeup, someone knocks on the door.
"Yes?" Kaylee says, not stopping what she's doing .
"It's me, Dillon. When are you guys gonna come out of there?" He asked, laughing.
"Soon. Just give us a minute " she said, doing my maskara, then stepping back, admiring her work.
"Bootyful" she said.
I looked in the mirror.
I looked okay, I guess.
I never look good.
Oops.
Kaylee opened the door, then Dillon walked in.
He looked at me, then smiled.
Then he blinked, and started rubbing his eyes.
"Did something get in your eye?" Kaylee asked.
"No," he said looking back up at me, "i was making sure I wasn't seeing things, cause there is a angel in front of me." He said smiling.
I smiled. "Awe, stop it."
We walked out and went downstairs.
Tomorrow was Dillon's birthday, on a Sunday, which is perfect, so then I could stay another night.
We walk downstairs, and.......
