i hadn't heard from gazzy for at least three days after that night. he's been avoiding me at school and just in general. he's been around lots of hoes and shit tho. he got someone to do his dreads. and they look pretty good.
but for why is he ignoring me tho? he's the one that kissed me.
another bad thing is, markus ended up beating my ass when he found me. i was really fucked up. like i've been wearing glasses to hide my eyes type fucked up. they were fucked up like geneva type bad. i went to the hospital and i actually have a surgery scheduled in a week. which i'll never be able to pay for.
and i've been coming to school on drugs too. which i usually do, but now it's way more noticable.
and to top it all off, my mom hasn't been home for at least two days.
AND MARKUS DECIDED TO COME TO SCHOOL! and he has most classes with me.
i'm miserable. as fuck. the only thing kinda keeping me happy are my friends that are actually speaking to me.
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i walked into first hour late as fuck. everyone's heard turned to me.
"what." i snapped.
"miss cruz. late again. go take a seat and take notes off the pages from the board."
no sign of gazzy.
"are you able to take the glasses off or is that a no?" mr. robinson asked me. i threw up a thumbs down and sat down, pulling a baggie of edibles out of my pocket. they looked like regular rice krispies so i was good.
i lowkey didn't give a fuck anyway, it wasn't like my mom would care. i lowkey want her to at least yell at me or notice me other than when she's mad fucked up and i'm just in her way.
i started taking notes, and next thing i knew class was over.
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i was walking home after a long ass day of school.
leslie wasn't here and neither was latavia.
the only person i really talked to was nick, but only in the classes we had.
markus tried to talk to me and apologize or whatever. like he always does, then goes back to his ways.
but i curved his ass.
when i got home i threw my stuff on the couch and ran upstairs to take a shower and a nap before i had to go to work.
how else are the bills gonna get paid.
i stripped and hopped in the semi-hot shower.
it felt so good to just relax and get my mind off everything, and lord knows there's been alot on it lately.
i washed up, and got out, wrapping a towel around my body. i applied my usual foundation and put this weird eye contact in that the doctors gave me to cover up my busted eye vessel.
i brushed my hair back into a slick bun, and walked into my room to put my uniform on.
diiinnnnggg donnngggg!
"shit." i said to myself, struggling to get my pants on all the way. i finally got them on and ran down the steps.
i sug the door open.
there stood gazzy.
"hey..." he said, and smiled a little bit.
i just gave him a blank stare.
