((Random thing I wrote and...yeh. I really think it sucks. Urg. I cant write.))
I've Got Your Back
-Marcy-
Every step, to be followed by the crunch of my boots hitting the snow,
It was probably around 6:00 p.m. I was still walking to Lesley's house. Fact being my dad was too uptight on the idea of seeing my own mother again to drive me there. For all, and everything. She is my mother, and not Felicia. I wish I could stay with Amy and Lesley though, but Im all property to my dad. Apparently, thats how it works. But guess what. I think I can see their house right now.
"hmmmm....yep"
Yeah, thats the place.
"Thank gawwwwd, I made it", I sighed.
Walking up to the house with more of a smile than I had before, like usual when I come over. I knocked on the door, quick to notice that I simply forgot: There's a doorbell.
"Oh yeaaah......", I nodded slowly, "maybe I should...ring that"
And with the MOST common sense possible, I rang the bell, and waited.
Amy, or Mrs. Holland, or just Lesleys mom, opened the door. When she saw me I smiled, and her face brightened up quickly.
"Marcy! My Marcy" She beamed, and hugged me. "Umm... 3 months?"
"Its been about that long now, hasnt it?" I managed to speak out while she squeezed the air out of my lungs. Maybe even crushed them.
"Well" She let go of her grasp, "Come on in Hun" She smirked.
I followed in. The house was set for the holidays. And smelled of cinammon.It was better than what my home had put up for. I dont even think there was anything holiday wise put up in my home. Glad Im staying here till the New Year.
"Hun. Your brother's in his room..." She drifted off a bit sadly "...like usual..". She sighed, then turned to me, and slighty smiled. "I know you can raise his spirit" She gently tapped my shoulder.
I laughed a bit. "'Course I can" I smiled "Anything for you guys".
She smiled. "Im gonna make some cookies. I'll call you down when they're done". She walked to the kitchen.
Leaving me in the lone hallway. I know my place around here though. And the staircase was only a few steps away. I put my jacket away into the front closet, then took off my boots. It was warm and fuzzy, the fact being: 1, the heat was on, and 2. they have the nicest carpet i've ever seen. Ha!
Before I could even close the closet, I heard a thuid come from upstairs. Only Lesley is up there. And shockingly, Amy didnt hear it? I quickly closed the door, then walked up stairs quietly.
It could be an intruder. I know this happened before. Last year I think.
I had one of my boots in hand for defense.When I got to the top step, there was no one in the hallway. I looked at Mom/Amy's room and snuck over. I quietly pushed the door open and looked in. Nothing but a light on. No sound at all.
I turned around, and walked down the hall. Looked into the bathroom, and it looked normal as usual. Past the window. Still snowy.
All that was left, was Lesley's room. What if someone attacked him. I took a deep breath, then walked to the end of the hall. I heard a painful sigh, and whimper. It didnt sound good at all. This could be dangerous. But then again....it could be something else. It could be....no. Never. Lesley would'nt..He's too happy.
I quietly opened the door. The room was lit horribly. Only the light of a laptop shining on the wall. The laptop was playing "Nattoppet".
I could'nt see much, and Lesley never let me in his room, so I could'nt find the light switch. I took a few steps in, and heard a mumble, to my right.I quickly looked over and saw a figure lazily sitting against the wall."L-l- Lesley?" I said, a bit scared.
"G....g..get out..". He muffled out.
I got on the floor and crawled closer. "Lesley?" I said slowly.
He pushed me away. "I said get out!" He said, almost like he was forcing himself to yell. It sounded painful."please....just go to your room..." He whimpered out.
I didnt say anything. But my sweater felt a bit wet. I rubbed at the spot, noticing its exactly where lesley just shoved me. But it was'nt water or snow. It was....blood. And....I didnt have a scratch.
I stared at him quickly, then unzipped my sweater. And felt the spot except, on my shirt. But it was'nt my blood. It had to only be...Lesleys.
I automatically understood. I knew it.
"Lesley! What the hecks your problem!" I yelled. Then crawled back towards him and grabed his wrist.
He tried to push me away, but he was too weak.
"God. Why would you do this. " I said and stared at him.
He just stared back.
"HUH?!?" I said questioning him. "Tel m-".
"You shoulda...left me..." He mumbled.
I sighed "no...never" I said lowly, then pulled off my sweater and wrapped it around his wrist.
To be Continued...and Whatnot....
((Nattoppet- www.youtube.com/watch?v=g0qqB2… ))
(i can smell the judgement lol)
