Suicide Prevention

Chapter 8: Brandon and Marshall

Kimber's POV

The rest of the day went by so fast that I barely had time to think before Mike and I were dismissed home. The entire time he kept whispering he knew how to help me lose the weight. I wondered why he even cared-its not like I am his friend or something. But he was so cute.

"See you tommorrow." I said once we were out of the door. I was looking down then bumped into someone. I looked up to see two really tall boys smiling down at me. "I'm sorry. I should have been paying attention!" My voice was so panicked. I hope they did not beat me up or something.

The one with the green eyes held his hand up to silence me. "It's okay It was just a mistake. Why the big deal?"

The big deal was some fatt out of shape girl bumping into you. "Nothing." A few seconds later Mike walked out of the door.

"Bradon! Marshall!" He dapped them off then smiled at me. "Were you flirting with my boys?"

For the hundredth time that I day I blushed. "No!"

The one he called Bradon-the one with the pretty green eyes and the basketball in his hand smiled then started to dribble. "Who is this?" He asked Mike.

"Oh this-this is my new friend-Kimber. We work together at the library."

The other one-Marshall laughed. "What the hell kind of mexican girl's name is Kimber?"

"Yeah." Brandon agreed. "What the hell? That name is white as fuck."

I looked down. It was true. I caught Mike tap them both on the chest and shake his head. Then I looked up and smiled. "What the hell kind of black boy has a name like Marshall. That's a proper ass name."

Eveybody laughed. "Oh! Shit! She on yo ass fool." Bradon exclaimed.

I pursed my lips. "Welll I'll see you later Mike."

"Yeah see you."

I walked off and within twenty mins I was home. I walked into the house to see my mom sitting on the sofa watching Oprah. She seemed sober her black haired was pulled back in a tight bun and her face made up with different shades of colors. She had on a black dress with white tights and black heels. She smiled when I walked into the house. It was clean. Free of all beer bottles.

"Hey baby. Where have you been?"

"I had to work at the library."

Shel looked up from the T.V. "Why?"

"Punishement."

She laughed. "Punishment? But you never do anything bad."

I sat my backpack dowm and frowned. "It was Devin and Summer's work."

She rose from he seat. "Fucking bastards! I really wish you teach them a lesson one day."

I shook my head. "I don't care." I was happy to be working their. I am able to see Mike on a daily basis now.

My mom looked at her watch. "Shit. I gotta go baby." She looked at me with a childlike exspression upon her face. "I have a job interview today."

I screamed. "What! Yes!"

She smiled. "Well do not get to excited yet I do not have the job yet."

"Where?"

"AT the 24 hour diner around the corner."

"That's so awesome mommie." I ran over and gave her a hug. All of the bad things that she did was soon forgotten-I missed her she went on her drinking raid for months last time, but now she is back. But for how long?

"I know maybe we won't have to borrow money from my mom anymore."

"Hopefully. Well see you later. Good luck!"

"Thanks. I love you baby."

She walked out the door and a few hours later she came into the house dead drunk. I had to carry her to her bed once again. I decided not to commit suicide tonight for I had a date with Mike tommorrow so to say and my new friends Katie, the funny Phillip, the smart Angela, and the sarcastic Jose!

My life could last at least one more day.