We arrived at Aspen's house and my mood continued to drop. Wordlessly we got out of his car and went into the house. Once inside I rushed up to the bathroom and locked the door, yelling back about taking a shower.
Turning on the shower I stripped and got in. I let the hot water relax some of my muscles while I tried not to think about what was to come. Instead I concentrated on how hard it was to shower with one arm. I was holding my injured arm out of the water to avoid the stinging.
I shut off the shower and got out, my arm managing to be impressively dry. I got out my black sweat pants and a dark purple long sleeve shirt from my bag. I was grateful that it was colder tonight with the air conditioning blasting, it gave me another excuse to wear the sleeves.
After I towel dried my hair I threw it up in a really messy bun and slowly made my way down the stairs. He was sitting on the couch, just waiting for me. When I walked into the living room he looked up and told me to sit down in a serious voice.
"Ryder I'm serious this time. We need to do something about the bullying that's happening to you. Why won't you tell someone or do anything back?"
"Aspen there is only 3 months left of school, as I've told you a million times. I don't want to get suspended or expelled if I beat those bitches' asses. I need a good record and all that shit for colleges."
"So then tell someone, like the principle or something."
"And be a snitch?! Not to mention they'll want proof and no one will admit to what they've seen because no one wants to be in the same boat as me."
"Well then just wait for them to make the next move, let them take the first swing. Dodge it and then anything you do after is self defense. As long as you don't kill the fuckers or use a weapon while they don't."
I sighed and shook my head. He is just not going to quit unless I beat the shit out of someone. I got angry remembering that he never told anyone.
"You want me to tell someone?! Like you did after I found you bleeding on the street?!"
His eyes widened and then glared at me while I looked shocked that I had actually said that to him.
"There was a difference Ryder! There was no one I could tell because the people who beat me were grown ass men while yours are just spoiled little high school girls!"
He turned away so he wasn't looking at me and tried to calm down. I'm such a bitch for saying that. I went to turn his face to look at me when he grabbed my wrist to stop me from touching him. I winced and silently begged for him to let go, hoping that the cuts wouldn't split open again.
He noticed me wince and quickly lifted my sleeve and pulled back the bandaging. He saw them and looked up at me with tears in his eyes. I quickly told him of today's events.
"No I didn't do that. Those are the same cuts from last time. Today at school this morning Anna and her minions got me at my locker. When I went to walk away she grabbed my wrist and saw me wince. She ended up squeezing the cuts so hard they split back open and began bleeding."
"Oh Ry I'm so sorry! I wish I could have been there to do something I just care about you and-"
I cut him off by smushing him against me in a hug. Still hugging him I whispered in his ear.
"I know you care and I appreciate it, you're a really good friend As. But you've gotta let me handle this on my own. If you're always there to protect me how am I gonna learn anything for myself?"
"Yeah I guess you're right.."
I smiled at him and went to kiss his cheek but at the last minute he turned his head and our lips met one another's. What is happening?!
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They Call Me Emo Girl
Teen FictionI felt the blood run down my wrist as she squeezed my forearm. I winced and heard her laugh. "What are you going to do about it Emo Girl?" ----------------------- No one ever called her by her real name, if they even knew it. Ryder is always the t...