I dare you | Tommy Eaton

⇨ Heavydirtysoul↵

    ･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ 

This bitch, i thought in my head, better get out of my life.  right. now.  I looked out my window, watching her get into a car with MY dad to go away for the weekend.  My mom and I really needed it.  My mom disliked Kassie and I hated her.  She was stealing my dad.  She wasn't even nice.  I watched her wave to my mom and i at the door.  We watched her get in the car, and they drove off into the sunset together!  perfect!  just where they belonged! My mom slammed the door shut, and before i could roast Kassie for the 100th time that day, my mom put her head in her hands and burst out crying.  I just stood there.  I had no idea what to say or do, but watch as my mother, who was the strongest person i've ever met, sob.  She was so strong that she stayed together with my dad just for me, but i knew it was hard for her.  She ran from the room, and i lifted my hand to say something, but lowered it.  I looked after her, sorrow filling my body.  I wished i could help her.  

         I walked into my room, and looked around.  The papers stapled to the wall of posters and articles about famous people and singers and actresses, covered in the orange pink filter from the outside.  I sighed, throwing myself on my bed.  I thought there would be silence in my house since my dad and the bitch left, but i could just hear my mothers sobs now.  I rolled over and clenched my hands to my ears.  Squeezing my eyes shut, i found it was suddenly pitch black out.  I opened my eyes and lifted my hands off of my ears, i looked outside.  Flashlights.  

         I jumped out of bed and grabbed my camo tank top and pants.  I threw on the two, and grabbed my walkie in the closet and pulled my hair back in a ponytail.  I grabbed my battle makeup, and smeared black across my cheeks.  Running downstairs, i saw my mom on the couch, just staring at the tv with a glass of wine.  I stopped, but continued on running into the kitchen where i slid on my socks to stop myself.  I reached up on the fridge and grabbed my favorite flashlight.  I slid back into the living room and sat down on the floor, putting on my hightop converse.  I stood up and looked at my mom, who lazily looked at me.  she didn't even smile.  

 I smiled.  "Found out a bunch of kids played manhunt at night and decided to wreck the party, see ya later mom," i ran and kissed her on the cheek.  

"Fuck em up sweetheart," she muttered, and looked back at the tv.  

I looked at my mom, opening the door and smile.  "Of course," i whispered to myself and closed the door.  I saw flightlight lights everywhere but because of the little bitch i was, i wanted to scare some kids.  So, walking as quietly as possible to a group of four boys arguing over who was going to on whos team, i came up right behind them.  

"BOO!" I screamed, shining my flashlight on the boys and lifting my arms up.  All four boys screamed, one even fell to the ground.  I burst out laughing, looking at the boys, who looked as if nothing could be scarrier than me.  "Oh my god, what a bunch of pussies," i snorted.  The boy that had fell to the ground, was still shaking, stood up and got right in my face.

"What the hell was that for?" he snapped.  My eyes widened.

"Oh my gosh, so scary," i backed up with my hands up.  "I'm so scared... that i could fall onto the ground and shake."  I giggled as the three other boys, who were still shaken up also, all started snorting with laughter.  I looked over at them with furiosity.  They all froze, all except the boy who had fallen down.  He continued to glare at me.  "Whats so funny?" i turned serious and cocked my head at them.  "You," i said pointing at the four eyed dude.  "you screamed like a little girl so don't even get me started with you."  The boy furrowed his eyebrows and cleared his throat.