The Broken Girl

Chapter 6: I Care For You.

After I got my room key, I went up to my room. I laid on my bed and cried. Why is my life so messed up? I make good grades and I'm nice to people. What else do I have to prove? My phone rung, I slid my finger across the screen.

"Hello." My voice cracked.

"You crying, ma?" Orlando asked.

"What Orlando!" I said very irritated with him.

"What's wrong with you? What did I do?"

"You lied to me."

"What - Ma, I'm sorry. I got caught up and I didn't get the chance to come see you. I'll come by tomorrow. "

"I called and texted you. If you would have read the text, you would have known I'm not in Texas."

"I'm sorry. When I turned on my phone, I didn't have any messages or calls. I'm not lying to you, Jay."

"Whatever Orlando."

"Why acting like that, Jaylee?" I sighed.

"I don't know, Orlando." It's true, I didn't know. I don't know why I have feelings for him and I've only known for five days?

"I don't want you being mad at me, ma. Tell me what I did and I'll try to explain myself." Lord, I can only imagine them blue eyes staring at me. I can only fall right into them.

"It's nothing. I overreacted. "

"Alright, so where are you?"

"Utah."

"What! How did you get to Utah?"

"Orlando, I told you. I had to get out of state. I wasn't just talking out the side of my neck. "

"Damn, ma." We sat in silence for a moment. It made me think of Orlando. I'm going to miss him but he'll be okay. He got fumbles!

"So, you coming back some day?"

"Nope." I didn't have any plans of coming back to Texas. It just held bad memories that I can't forget.

"So, we're never going to see each other again?" Dang, I felt a lump in my throat and my voice became crackly as I spoke.

"Probably not."I looked down, feeling very saddened.

"Well, you know I care for you, baby girl." Why am I about to cry?

"Bye, Orlando."

Why do I feel like I lost him? I never really had him. That maybe the reason I'm crying because I didn't have him. I barely know him but I know enough that he's not mine. As much I want him to be, he's not.

I heard constant knocking on the door.

"Honey, are you okay? I called your name twice." I didn't notice. I cleared my throat.

"Yes, I'm fine."

"Open the door, Hun." Mrs. Caroline said. I wiped my face and put my show face on. The face where I pretend everything is okay. Someone has personally put a death warrant on my name. Why should I smile?

I opened the door for Christie. She walked in while looking around. I laid on my bed. I was happy the lights was off because I know my eyes are red from crying. The only light that shined in the room was the moon.

"How are you feeling?" She said sitting next to me.

"That my life is taking a turn. I don't know for good or bad. Every night, I let my eyes close and hope that I don't dream about my mom and dad. I think every night my dad is going to drag me off my bed and beat me just because. I could hear my laughing like hyena as it happens. I'm starting to wonder what death feels like. Does it feels better than my life? Should I try to find out? I'm just- I don't know."

"It hurts my heart that I can't help you. I want to but I know there's nothing I can do. You got to find peace in yourself and I can't do it for you. If I could, I would. Every time, I look at you. I see a beautiful, talent, bold, courageous, wonderful, and loving person. If you stay here on this earth, you could change people's lives. It could be through books, anything. You could save someone with a similar situation. Remember it always said, you're not the first and you're definitely not going to be the last. It's going to happen to another girl and you can help her."

I had no reply for her. She patted my back then left. I ate a snack and stared at my phone. I pressed on Orlando's contact name and smiled at the picture of us. I had to text him before I went to sleep.

- I care for you twice as much you care for me.-