Resentful Days

Sick and Tired

A/N hey I know this isn't my type of story (sappppppppppy) but I realllly needed to get this out of my system also not proof read and never will be, yours truly ~ Blood Bitch!!!

Chapter 1:Sick and Tired

"JUST BECAUSE HE WAS A CLIENT DOESN'T MEAN HE CAN GROPE ME!" I winced at the sight of the horrid memory. "Honeyy I said he was the one,and where did you hide my beer?"My mom stated drunkenly.I shuffled over to the liquor cabinet, retrived 3 bottles and 1 shot glass and screeched "Why don't you just drink yourself to death,you been practicing your entire life!!!"with that she chuckled and I completely lost it.I attempted to launch a bottle of vodka straight toward the T.V.,lets say I succeeded."What the hell do you think you're doing?"Cathy hissed.In thought I knew she didn't have a care in the world, I was done, I couldn't handle this ,I texted Marissa(my best friend).

Nina:She has finally done it!

Marissa:Ummm Wait your not, your not actually . . .

Nina:Yes M Im done

Marissa:No wait stay I 'm coming to pick you up.Everything will be fine,calm down

With that I threw my phone out of the window.My bag was packed, essentials, everything was in place.Marissa didn't have to worry about me on the streets,her and I both know I would be better than I am now.I grab the box,from the corner of this dump I used to call my room.I reached for my duffle bag,darted out of this god for saken room,but to my luck Marissa was there outside my house,with her beautiful yellow Camaro.Without arguing I willingly got into her car because I wouldn't be getting out of this,or that's what Marissa thought.The ride was silent until I spoke"Can we stop by the bus station, "Marissa replied instantly,"Now why the Damm would I let you go there?"I'm not taken back by her reaction, in fact I have had this planned for years.I pull out my ticket and comment proudly "So I can get my money back".

"If you pull any shit I will personally rip you in half with my bare hands, "My signature smirk appears as I pronounce "You Richardson's are getting more violent by the minute,"I feel the tension decrease in the air.

My plan will have to be amended,if I take my box and duffle bag she'll know something is up.Ok, so I am going to go only with myself alone.I'll just say I'm throwing my box away. It hurts knowing I will just abandon my friend . . . no my sister.I didn't realize that we had been stoped for who knows how long.M is just starring at me seeing right through the walls I put up.God why does she have to know me so well?"I'm going to throw out that dingy cardboard box" I stutter as I jump out the car knowing I will never return.

I dash for my box as Marissa puts the pieces together but its too late.I'm giving my ticket to this a~hole of a guy checking me out."Nina get back here,you can't leave me!"I whipped my head around to see Marissa struggling to get through the gate without a ticket."Hey umm I think that chick is trying to talk to you."The creep stated confused.He reached for my wrist and with all that was happening, I smacked him straight across the face."BITCH"He screamed cupping his fire red check.I darted to the bus,but I quickly realized I had dropped my box.I know it was stupid but I couldn't turn around, I couldn't bare see the look on Marissa's face.

It would be pale, all the blood drained from her face, but she would still be fighting for me.I can't believe myself right now, I can just leave her.I know she will be fine without me, the woman may be girly but she can through a nasty punch. "Get off of me, Nina come back!!!"I heard Marissa screech with desperation. By now I had looked back and saw Marissa blinking back tears, the fact that she was bipolar didn't help our situation. I was already on the bus, but I glanced through the window only to see Marissa having a complete meltdown. I screamed "I love you sis!" before the bus left the station.Many people around me started whispering to each other but I didn't care, I was finally free.

Ya I know its short but hy at least I tried right.So I was just wondering am I a good writer?Also thanks for helping me come up with this idea.Wow 2 author notes in 1 chapter.See ya and i'll be trying to update at least one of my stories 2 times each week ~ Blood Bitch