Orbs

11.

Flipped

Luca

I watched the doors close and her face dripping with pain and tears, I didn't run after her I feel like she needed to be alone.

"I cant do that, I can't let her go,"

I said under my breath sprinting the door repeatedly pressing the down arrow until I gave up sprinting down the hall to the stairs hearing my shoes squeak as I slid around corners and down the stairs, a puff of smoke should have been behind me as I ran I felt that fast. I reached the bottom of the stairwell and there was no sight of her heading outside I saw my greatest fear. I saw her now ragged brown hair speckled with rain hopping into a cab and that's the last I saw of her, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket dialing her number to see even if there was a chance she would answer.

beep

beep

'Hey, this is Mi-,'

I turned my phone off and threw my hands over my head in frustration.

I went back to the hospital room to gather my things. When I picked up my computer from the side tables underneath was a phone, Mia's. This made my frustration so much worse, Theres no way I could contact her now. I sat on the bed leaning on my knees and holding my mouth sobbing but sucking it and waking out of the room still holding Mia's phone and my stuff.

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When I got home I could hear the yelling already in my head. I unlocked the door and walking inside, the house was cold and lifeless but lit up when my parents went quiet from the yelling and arguing and noticed that I was home. The pot in the kitchen was full of cold spaghetti and the fire hadn't been lit so the house was freezing but I was also dripping from the rain, walking up the stairs my Dad came up to me.

"Where have you been?"

"Hospital,"

I said with my head down and hand on the railing mid-step trying to cover my black eye and bruised face.

"Why?"

He seemed angry but worried.

"My friend was in a car accident,"

I lost it my lip started quivering and I ran up the stairs to my room and sat at my desk looking out at the window imagining she was there but she wasn't, taking the pack of cigarettes of my desk and taking out one lighting it and feeling the smoke inhale my lungs and throat. Every breath felt heavy.

Why did I let her go?

I leaned back then nearly fell off my chair when my step-mum came into my room.

"Uh, Luca open a window please,"

"Shit sorry,"

She was nice to us but she wasn't there for me like my real mum, I guess the secrets come out.

I put the cigarette out and climbed out the window to Mia's, her room was messy and in disarray, I tried avoiding the underwear lying around as those where I guess private.

I sat on her bed breathing in the smell of her room and how it smelt like her.

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Morning

I woke up quite early still lying on her bed.

I should get to school.

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When I got to school I really didn't feel like it so I sat on a bench outside the school lighting one. My orbs felt heavy and full of misery and then I felt a hand near my face and taking the cigarette out of my mouth and away from me, at first I thought it might be a teacher so I straightened up and coughed to the side but when I opened my eyes and looked to my right it was her. The person I wouldn't have wanted to see and a root of some of my messes of when I came here, Beverly Marsh. something had happened to her, her orbs had circles under them and she looked wrecked. My ciggy was also in her mouth and she took a drag then kissed me smoke entering into my mouth and when she leaned back from me it was like a breathing dragon, She held the ciggy between her fingers and put her legs on my lap staring at me. I was so confused why she was hanging out with me and not the other sardines like blake etc.

"This isn't like you?"

I said to her confused on this new Beverly.

"I guess I've changed, bad boy meets bad girl,"

"Fuck it,"

She bit her lip dropping her cigarette onto the pavement and putting her hands around my neck and sitting on my lap. We where in public so we moved to the nearest spot,

Our school has a hangout a few minutes from school called the pipes where most of the kids get naughty and reckless.

Beverly dragged me giggling and holding my hand pashing me as we walked I held her waist she was small and toned and her body was pumping with adrenaline and I was numb. We got to the pipes, stripped, not knowing what was going.

Bodies intertwined lit by the haze of the storm protected my the concrete cylinder but not emotions they weren't protected.

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