The Last Fall

19

TONY's POINT OF VIEW

"We only have a few minutes until we have to head out. You guys ready?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen, struggling a little bit with my tie and looked at both Cai and Ciyle.

Cai looked up at me, gave me a straight face and then thew the pan that she had just finished cooking with in the sink.

I stood there and looked at her as she then made her way towards the refrigerator.

I shook my head and looked at Ciyle as he sat on a stool eating breakfast. He and I both didn't know what was going on with her this morning.

"When you finish acting like a twelve year old- go upstairs, pack your things and put them in the car, Cai. I told you...one more thing and you're going to your Mom's. So, that's it. After school, I'm taking you straight over there."

"Are you being for real?" She asked me as she rushed to close the refrigerator door and turned around to look at me.

"...I'm not being for fake..." I told her.

"This is why-...." she said as she threw her hands up and started to storm out of the kitchen.

"This is why what?" I asked her as my head followed her as she passed by me.

"This is why I hurt myself." She said as she stopped and looked at me. "Because id rather die than to be in this house with you or go over there with her." She said as she looked at me with slight hate in her eyes. "This is torture." She said as she then ran upstairs.

After she left, I looked at Ciyle and he rushed to looked down at his plate acting as if he didn't hear or see what had just happened.

"Just you and me for a while, son." I said as I walked over towards him, rubbed his head and walked towards the refrigerator to open it.

"Dope." He then said in a calm voice.

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AT CHERYL's HOUSE LATER THAT DAY
TONY's POINT OF VIEW

"So, Yep. That's why I feel like it's best if she were to stay here for a while." I said as I watched Cheryl stir her tea at the kitchen island.

She nodded her head and looked up at me.

"I mean, she is getting out of hand. I can definitely agree with that. It's been that way but I feel like I should get my friend to come talk to her. She's really good with girls whom have or are currently hurt themselves in different form of ways. We just need to put a stop to the behavior and the cutting."

"Yes, do that, please." I told her as she then took a sip of the tea. She raised her eyebrows and lowered the cup.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" She finally asked as she lightly smiled.

"I was just looking..." I said as I looked away from her. "I can't look?"

"I didn't say that." She said as she shrugged her shoulders and tried her hardest not to smile. "How's Carmen?" She then asked me as she smiled.