My Protector

Chapter 2

I wake up with my head pounding like a million miles per hour. ow! I get up trying to not make the pain worse that it already is. I throw the covers off of my body. My feet hit the cold floor. I wonder if Deen is still here or not? If he is I will so punch his face in.

I walk out if the bedroom and to living room to where Clayton is laying on the couch asleep. I don't know why she is sleeping on the couch when she has her own bed. I look around and I don't see Deen anywhere, thank God!

"Wake up Clayton!" I yelled pushing her shoulder trying to wake her up.

"What is it Tori?" She says annoyed.

"Where is the ibuprofen at?"

"It's in the cabinet​ to your left in the kitchen."

"Thanks."

I walk into the kitchen and rummage through the cabinet and I find it. I open the bottle with a shaky hand. What is wrong with me? My head is hurting and my body is shaking. I didn't take any drugs or didn't even drink. Now that I think about it I really want a drink right now. I take the pill and I go to where Clayton is. I move her feet and sit down I get the remote and turn on the t.v.

It turns on and the sound blares across the room and I turn it down as fast as I can. I look over my aching shoulder to see if Clayton woke up from that noise. I see that her eyes are still shut and still sleeping like a little puppy. I watch her chest rise up and down in a rythm.

"Hey little cub."

I turn around and see Clayton smiling at me with tired eyes. "You finally decided to get up?" I ask.

"Yea and where did Deen go?" She says with a confused look.

"I don't really know where he went. He wasn't here when I came in here from the bed."

"Man! That duche bag."

"Hey well you have me to hang onto," I say tryin to cheer her up.

She scoots closer and throws her arms around me and stays there. I hug her back. I smell her hair that has always smelled the same way like honey and flowers. She loosens her grip and so do I and she looks me in the eyes. She takes her arms off me.

"I am so happy to have a friend like you, ya know," she says.

A smile creeps onto my face. I don't know why she always says that because all I know is that I am the only friend that she has that I know of except for Deen.

"Can I ask you something Tori?" She says.

"Sure, what is it." I say back in response.

"Um..... Why do you hate Deen?"

I pause at the question. Why would she ask that? I think that she knows exactly why, but I think that she wants me to say it myself.

"Maybe because you don't belong with that scumbag. All he does is treat you like shit."

"You don't have to call him a scumbag, Tori. He is a nice guy if you would just give in some time to know him." She says.

She wants me to give my time to know him! What is she crazy or something? I already know this guy and she is telling me to get to know the him. Deen is a person that cares about no one but himself and that is a fact. I am pretty sure that all he wants to do is to get into her pants.

"He doesn't even care about you Clayton!" I yelled.

"What? Yes he does."

"No he doesn't! He freaking left you on he couch by yourself and left without telling you that he left or even where he was going!"

"Maybe he had a reason that he had to leave. Something probably happened." She says.

I really don't want to stay here and and and argue with her right now. I see her peircing eyes staring into my soul. Why is she staring at me like that? She knows that I get it when she looks at me like that.

"Come on. We both know that that is not true," I say.

"It's not your opinion to say that I can't be with him!" Clayton yells.

"Sorry for trying to look out for you! I am just trying to be a good friend ya know!" I yell back.

"Deen is the only boyfriend that I have liked in a while! And you are trying to mess that up!"

I yell,"You know what. I wish that I was still in that jail cell that way I wouldn't be here stuck with you! You are so inconsistent some times! I can't handle you!"

I can feel the tears fill my eyes and the first thing that I do is I run into the bedroom and I lock the door behind me. I can hear her yelling at herself which I wouldn't blame her at this point. I feel guilty right now and she knew that she had it coming. She is the one that started the argument. She just had to ask me why I Don't like Deen and I told her the truth that she didn't want to hear. I have to get out of this place before I go crazy.