They Were Wrong

2:30

I could feel his breath on my lips and I kept looking down at his lips then back to his eyes.

****** Phone Starts To Ring******

When I hear the ringing I realized it was my moms ringtone which was Titanium by Sia. I hear Grayson laugh a little then he turns and starts walking over to our clothes. I just stood there like an idiot, when I finally snap out of my trance I swim/walk to my phone.

" Hello?"

"Um...no. why?" I look over to Grayson who's just looking at me.

"Oh my god. I'll be there soon. Give me 35 minutes."

"I love you too. see you soon."

Baby - " I'm so sorry... I have to go home."

Grayson - "It's okay." he says followed by a small smile.

Baby - " My best friend, the girl you met at the party, She's suuuuuuper drunk and when that happens I take care of her. My mom would but I'm pretty much the only person she listens too when she's like this" I say while scratching the back of my neck and looking towards the ground.

He starts walking over to me and puts his hand on the bottom of my back.

Grayson - " It's okay. I promise."

****** 2:30 a.m.******

I look down at my phone to see what time it was. It really did only take us around 35 minutes to get back to my house. As we pull up in the driveway my mom looks out the window then gets up and walks away. She is most likely not very happy with me right now. One, because it's 2:30 in the morning. Two, my best friend is drunk and Three, A boy brought me home at 2:30 IN THE MORNING. She's not used to seeing me with boys. She never listened to what I had to say about any of it. She believed everyone else sadly. At my old school I had a reputation, which wasn't true at all. People were just mean and blew EVERYTHING out of proportion. Then the name calling started.... I'm not gonna get into that right now. I finally got out of the car and Grayson was already waiting leaned against his car.

Baby - " Thank you for everything tonight. I'll um see you around. I guess." I started walking up my drive-way when my wrist gets grabbed gently. I turn back to see his beautiful hazel eyes meeting with my brown eyes.

Grayson - " Wait. Can I have your number. I really liked talking with you tonight. I....don't really talk to anyone besides my brother and close family. It was just really nice." He smiles nervously. I give him a sweet smile and hand him my phone. (The picture above is what Gray put his contact picture as)

Once he puts his number in my mother of course starts flickering the porch light signaling me that it was time for me to go inside now. I smile and wave to Grayson one last time before I walked up my driveway and through my front door. I watch as he drives away.

Mom - " And who was that?" as I turn around I see her facing towards me with her arms crossed over her chest.

Baby - " No one that really concerns you..." I roll my eyes and start walking up the stairs.

Mom - " Rhiannon I am your mother it does concern me."

I stop dead in my tracks and turn back to her.

Baby - " And why do you say that. huh? its not like your here half the time anyway. So why do you care exactly?"

Mom - " Because people talk and when people talk it turns ugly. I just don't want what happened before to happen now."

Baby - " Oh so you lied to me and told me that you didn't believe a word anyone else said..." I can feel the tears forming in my eyes " So what your telling me is that you believe that I am a slut just like everyone else?"

She just looks at me then to the floor. Her actions spoke louder than her words that's for sure. She didn't even have to say anything and I already knew her answer. I turn around and start walking up the stairs until I paused and just stood there.

Baby - " Ya know I trusted you, you were one of the last people on this earth that I actually trusted and now I don't even know what to think. You are supposed to be my mom, but instead of listening to your own daughter you decided to listen to everyone because that's the kind of person you are. Goodnight mother I hope you sleep well and I will talk to you when I wake up maybe.....if you're even home when I wake up. It wouldn't surprise me if you weren't." After my little rant I continued to walk up the stairs before she could say anything else.

As I get up to my room I find Kara sound asleep in my bed. I put my things down and pull out something to wear to bed. I walked to my bathroom and shut the door. A shower/bath sounded amazing right now, so I turn on the hot water as hot as I could get it. Then walk back to the mirror and just stare at myself. Tears start to roll down my cheeks because my conversation with my mother just keeps replaying in my head. I look down to the drawer connected to my bathroom sink. I knew exactly what I was about to do and I honestly didn't want to stop myself at this point.

****** CAUTION this next part is about to talk about self harm and is very descriptive if you are not comfortable with reading this skip to next chapter******

I undress myself and open the drawer to grab the razor I have tucked under some rags. Once I have it I sit on the side of the tub and just stare at it. I continuously replay the argument with my mom and the name calling from when I went to public school. I replay what Michael did to me at the party and how no one did anything to stop it....besides Grayson. He's the only one. I shake my head and convince myself that he only helped so that he could have a "turn" with me since I'm the town slut.

I slide the razor across my skin and just watch the blood drip down to the water. At this point I don't feel the pain. I wish I did so I could feel something. That's also why I have my rubber band around my wrist so I can snap whenever I need to. I still feel that. I have over a dozen new scars and by then I tell my self I need to stop before I cut to deep or I cut to much. So I set the razor down and sit down in the what feels like boiling water. When the water hits my fresh cuts it stings and I can feel something. Its not pain its just like a bee sting just instead of one poke its a whole cut. I watch as the water turns a reddish color.

After about an hour of just sitting there staring at the water dripping. I get out and dry myself off. I put my clothes on and crawl into bed with my best friend. I look over to the clock on my nightstand that reads 3:45 a.m. I want to text Grayson but I don't want to wake him up. I will just text him to make sure he got home okay. That's a pretty good excuse to text a cute boy at 4:00 in the morning.... Right???

Messages:

To Grayson:

Hey it's Baby sorry I'm texting you so late well early.... lol but I just wanted to make sure you got home safe.

I stared at my phone for a couple minutes waiting for a reply until I drifted to sleep.