Lost Love

Chapter Two

I got home earlier than usually, mostly because I had to make supper for my baby sister. She's four years old and I can't help but think that I've been nothing but a horrible role model for her, or for anyone really. Anyways, I made her some pasta since it's her favorite.

"Are you going to read to me before I go to bed?" She looked so innocent, reminded me of myself when I was younger.

"I'll try to, but I can't promise you anything. I'm going out tonight but I'll try to be back as soon as I can." She stared at me for a while then nodded as if she couldn't trust anything I said to her. I got ready and left when my mother arrived at home.

I got into Brad's car. He looked horrible, his face was bruised, his bottom lip was cut, his green eyes were swollen, and his knuckles were bloody. He tried to force a smile, he couldn't, it hurt him to smile. "Who did this to you?" He didn't answer me, "Tell me who did this to you."

"It's nothing, really, don't worry about me."

"Yeah, it's nothing my ass. But fine don't tell me, I'll just figure out on my own." I couldn't look at him, I know that if I do I would probably yell at him trying to find out what happened.

Brad stopped the car in front of a park, we got out and started walking towards an empty space. He put a beach towel on the grass and put the basket, which was probably full of food, right beside it. I took my black flats off and sat facing him.

"Is it just me? I feel like we're being watched."

"Yep feel that way, too."

I stared at him, waiting for him to do something about it. Five minutes passed and he still didn't do anything, so I got up... If he won't do anything, I will.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know... Just, you know, looking for the reason we might feel like we're being stalked! No biggy." You can tell that he was debating whether he should get up or not, but he did after a little.

"If we get killed, I blame you."

"If we get killed, you won't be able to blame me... And I thought you were the smart one."

We walked for like half an hour making fun of each other until we saw car headlights.

"You having fun with mommy's little boy, Terra?" It was pretty boy from school... Ew.

"More fun than if I would've went out with you." I know his name, I just think he doesn't deserve that name because it's too good for him.Brad seemed off when he saw the kid standing in front of the jeep, "You! You did this to him?!"

The kid started to laugh, "Yeah," he smiled with his head held high. "Don't you think it goes well with his skin tone?" he winked. What an asshole. I walked up to him hurriedly, and punched him square in the face. I heard something crack and I laughed, I broke his nose. "Fuck." he whispered.

"This is why I've never said your name, you're too much of an asshole to be able to have that name." I spat.

"I knew you had a thing with him," he smiled. "Ever since Talen moved, you've tried to endure me, tried to be my friend. But he was too good, too special to you for me to be anything like him. The only thing Talen and I had in common was our names."

"I still will never call you Talen, only the kid or pretty boy." I turned around and grabbed Brad's arm, "I'm sorry that happened but is it okay if you bring me home?"

"Yeah, sure, anything."

"Thanks, really." I smirked.

We got to my house, but I'm too shaken up to do anything. "I'll talk to you at school, see ya."

"Good night, Terra."

I got to the door, turned around and waved at him then he drove off. I ran to my room, I kinda feel bad for Brad but whatever it's not like he likes me really badly or anything.