I'm clean and sitting on the couch in sweatpants and a Garry potter shirt, which exposes the scars on my wrists and all the bruises and burns. While I was showering they cleaned up the couch and got my clothes. So yeah, that's that, your all caught up.
"So you have hardly anything for clothes, si we're taking you to Walmart" Vic sighs
"Thank you" I whisper staring off into space, Tony looks at me with a smirk, and I look back, then shivers are shoved down my spine
"No problem, we'll be there in ten" Mike smiles
"Did you grab my jewelry box?" I ask, and Mike nods, so I go and get it. It's full of cigarets, spliffs, blunts, blades, and most importantly cash. I grab out five hundred dollar bills, a couple of twenties, and a few fives.
"We're here!" Jaime squeaks, then I put all the money in my wallet and follow them.
I get a pair of shoes, a couple pairs of leggings, some jeans, and a few cute tops. I walk to the register and pay the $164.56. Then we exit. I put away the cart, then sitting there, is a homeless man, with a dirty plastic cup.
"Please help" he groans, but the boys keep their heads down and keep walking "a few since"
"Excuse me" I smile, and he looks up at me, one eye being a beautiful blue and the other a green. "I don't have much, but here's ten dollars"
"Your so kind" he smiles as he holds out the cup
"I wish I could help more" I smile
"Your already helping me a ton" he smiles, then I run along to the boys
"Why'd you give him money?" Vic asks
"He looked like he needed it" I shrug "More then me"
"I think it was kind" Jaime smiles
"Yeah, but ten dollars" Vic says
"Being famous has really changed you Victor" I shake my head "You still should have a heart"
"That's why I'm alive, because I have one" Vic points to his chest, and I roll my eyes I open the bus and run in with my bags. "Your welcome!"
"I paid for them asshole!" I shout as I run to my bunk. I throw the bags in the drawer, then hop on the bed and lay there
"Hey sky" Mike smiles as he opens the curtain
"Get out" I sigh
"If your gonna stay here you need to play nice" Mike sits on the edge of the bed
"Vic hates me, all of you guys hate me, so why should I be nice?" I ask
"Vic's just..." he sighs "he's complicated
"He got mad at me because I gave to a homeless man" I spat, and he shakes his head "the only kind one is Jaime"
"Thanks!" Jaime shouts and I giggle
"Tony was an asshole, and you've yelled at me already"
"How was Tony mean?" He asks
"It doesn't matter" I mumble
"Tony!" Mike shouts and his friend comes walking in
"sup man" he asks
"What did you do that's got Skyler in such a shitty mood?"
"She kissed me and I wouldn't kiss back" Tony shrugs
"Skyler!" Mike shouts
"You slapped me! And put your hand up my bra!" I yell
"Cause you started undressing in front of me!" He yells back
"You told me to shower, but you didn't leave" I argue
"Well you shouldn't have been so inpatient" Tony throws his hands up
"If I didn't scream you would have" I stop then yell "Just get out!"
"Tony, let me talk to her" Mike growls and he walks away "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because you'd tell Vic. And you guys would be mad" I let a tear fall "You guys always blame everything on me"
"No" he argues
"Vic three years ago wouldn't have, but it's like I don't even know you guys anymore" I whimper
"We're still the same guys from before" Mike strokes my hair, causing me to flinch
"Not from what I remember" I shake my head
"And what do you remember?" He asks with a slight grin
"Dad beating your ass for coming home drunk, but you were still sober enough to know not to hit back " I giggle and wipe my cheek "Dad and mom yelling because Vic got suspended for beating up that guy for me"
"Yeah" Mike smiles
"You scaring everyone away from my birthday party cause you we're asking them all if they wanted a spliff" I smile
"Wanna spliff?" He asks
"I would love one" I moan and he rolls his eyes
"Nun for you" he sticks out his tongue
"Whatever, I have my own" I stick out my tongue back
"Don't let Vic catch you smoking them" Mike warns
"I'll just do it in your bunk" I shrug
"I thought you were kidding" he chuckles
"Really?" I tilt my head
"You are kidding... right?" Mike gives me a serious look
"Don't judge me" I sass "You do it too"
"I'm older" he growls
"You were younger then me when you started" I sass, and he sighs
"Don't turn out like me" Mike sighs
"I know you can be an asshole, and you are one, a very stretched out gross one, but your a good person" I laugh,-'d he shakes his head
"What's good about me?" Mike asks
"Your so easy to talk to, so understanding, but short tempered. Kind of like Dad before he... Before you guys left" I look down, thinking about my happy childhood
"Hey hey" Mike puts his hand on my shoulder and I wipe the tears off my cheeks, then he hugs me. "It's okay"
"I miss mom"
