The Spoken

Krisilyn

     Who the hell does he think he is...What fucking planet is he from...The thoughts come rolling out simultaneously but, have been hushed by one greater thought...Why me? After all I've said and all I've done, why does he want me so badly? I'm sure Shalei would be more willing than I am but, I don't think he craves marshmallow anymore.

       Class is so boring. Luckily, me and Lei are about to graduate. I can't take anymore of school. I wish I could fuck up the person who created it. Mr. Gallop is an asshole. He always tries to make a big deal when I'm late for his class. He fails to realize that his class really isn't that important. All the students really do is text, talk, and ignore every word he says. I don't say anything because my eyes say enough.

       I haven't been home in almost a whole 24 hours. Usually my mom would call but, she's been quite busy with all the men coming to unclog her pipes. I walk into the house and there's no one home. She must've spent the night at one of her man-whore's condos. I proceed to the kitchen. There's a note on the fridge. It reads:

                Krissi, I won't be home this week so don't worry if I'm kidnapped or not. If you want, you can either stay over to Shalei or Jamari's house while I'm gone. If not, I left the food stamp card on your bed along with the visa card. Have fun sweetie.

                                       Love, Mom

        I miss my dad, he wouldn't have this shit. I walk upstairs to my room and spot the two cards on my bed. I grasp them and stuff then in my pocket. Then I walk back down stairs to the house phone. I dial Shalei's number. " Hello?" she asks " Code 7" I reply "10-4" she says and I hang up the phone.