"there are no secrets that time does not reveal." - Jean Racine
~dallas
My ribs hurt from the small brawl me and Tim had not too long ago. I still kicked his ass, but he got a few blows to my chest that were pretty good. I won but I had to take a breather, along with a beer or two.
I sat on the couch drinking my booze and saw a familiar brunette holding a middle aged man's hand and walking up the stairs. My eyebrows furrowed, what the hell was I watching? Nothing added up. I'm sure if I thought about it hard enough then it would, but I don't think much. I want straight answers. And I've been wondering for too long, I'm about to get them.
I sat up and jogged to catch the two before they made it upstairs. "Excuse me, that's my girl I'd have you know." I lied
Lynn turned around and furrowed her eyebrows at me, as if to ask what I was doing. The man also furrowed his eyebrows at me, "What?"
"I said that's my lady, I'd appreciate if you'd let go of her hand." I repeated
"Dallas what the fuck are you doing?" Lynn asked through bared teeth
"Well I'd let you know that your 'girl' here doesn't seem too into you, being given what we had been discussing for quite a while." He replied
"Well I'm sorry about that, she gets a bit delusional." I lied
"Dallas don't you have something else better to do?" Lynn got angry
"You actually know this guy?" The man asked
Lynn looked at a loss for words, I was getting a bit impatient. "Yeah, she does. Since grade school actually. That's Lynn Marston you're looking at, got a kid at home too. Smart one in her class but I disappeared too fast to see how she turned out. Good kid but I hate to tell you she's not open for hit and runs."
"Dallas!" Lynn yelled
The man let go of Lynn's hand and stepped away, "Looks like you two need to sort this out."
Lynn was about to start going off on me but a big voice was projected in our direction, "Hey, you! Get out you, hooker!"
I looked over and it was Buck, he was mad. "Buck-"
"I said get out, whore!" He yelled once more
Lynn got up in my face and yelled, "Fuck you, Winston! Fuck you!"
She stormed out of the house and I followed her, Buck yelling behind us, "And don't come back!"
Lynn walked fast out of the house and started down the road and I tried to keep up, "Calico, wait!"
Lynn whipped around with rage written all over her face, "Do not call me that! My name is Lynn! L-Y-N-N Lynn! You might think you know me, Dallas but you really don't. Sure we were acquaintances in grade school - friends at best - but let me tell you a LOT has changed since then. And since you're so fucking eager to just dig into my life and find it all out well then let me just tell you, shall I? You wanna know? You really wanna know what I've been up to all these years? Well let me tell you Winston, it ain't nothin' good. I got knocked up nearly 2 years ago, 16 years old. My parents kicked me out, moved in with a friend and her family for a few months until they too got sick of me. Moved on to my cousin's house and had my baby there but I couldn't stand living with him. I went off on my own, on the road with nothing but my belongings and my baby. I tried to make a life for myself I really tried but Dallas, it didn't work. It sure as hell didn't work. So I had to earn money in a way I knew how: prostitution. I'm a prostitute Winston is that what you wanted to hear? I'm a dirty, good for nothing, prostitute who leaves her baby at home while she goes and sleeps with men for a little bit of money."
Lynn's eyes started flooding with tears, I was speechless. She went on, "I haven't heard from my family in over a year and quite frankly I hope I never do again. Somehow I ended up here, the houses were cheap and it was new people around I figured it would be easy livin'. My son isn't even 2 years old but every night I put him to bed and get changed into this damn dress and come here. As soon as he's asleep I lock his bedroom door, the front door, the back door, and all the windows in the house just to make sure he's safe. I pray to God he doesn't wake up in an emergency and I get home just to see I couldn't be there for him when he needed me most. I know his exact sleep schedule and just pray when I get home that he's still sleeping. He has no clue his mother is a whore. I'm ashamed of myself but its the only way I can support him. Sometimes I can't eat for weeks because I'm so low on money and my main priority is just making sure he is okay. That guy in there? He was going to help me out a lot. He was new in town, rich and stupid. He was going to give me more money I could ask for and you blew it. You took that away from me and now we're here. Me sobbing and kicked out of the one place I got money because you're a nosy little prick who can't just mind his own damn business. So are you happy now? Are you satisfied? Am I everything you hoped I'd be? Congratulations, I lost all hope of staying alive in this town. If I can't find a job then maybe I'll have to just go back to New York and live with my grandparents or something. Nothing much would change, it would just be two more people calling me a whore on a daily basis. Hope you're happy Dallas, cause this is it. The cold hard truth."
Lynn stormed away once again and I was frozen in my place. That was a lot to take in, I wasn't expecting any of that. I suppose it all makes sense, and now I feel guilty. If I had known I would have done something about it and it wouldn't have been that. I need to make it up to her somehow, that is even if she'll ever talk to me again.
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1114 wordsA hot minute since I've updated but life has been eating me alive (^ mood). I'm more than half way through this semester so that's good ig, my mentality is in a really bad place tho. Its been so long since I've updated so I just wanna say happy October! Iss spooky szn
- Julie10/17/18
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