Back From Detroit

Chpt. 4

I arrived in Detroit around noon. I met my mother st the airport. I hated her. This is probably the worst place I could be. She is and abusive whore and didn't give a fuck about our family. She is the only one I have left besides people that don't want me at there homes so I'm forced to live here.

The next 2 years, I completely changed, my style turned to black ripped jeans with chains, mainly black crop tops and oversizes shirts. I haven't showed any emotion since I've been here. I met new people who showed me a new life. I got close with this girl Beth. I changed. I'm a new person.

I told her about my place and she helped me a lot. This sounds crazy, but when she first told me she was in a gang I was scared. But, as soon as I knew it I was in it too.

If my mother knew she wouldn't give a shit. The gang is my family. They are true family. They helped me relax. They gave me thrills. I've done things I never thought I'd do. But here I am.

They day came when I turned 17 and it was my freshman year. My mother was caught with a ton of drugs which half were mine.
They got confiscated and she was taken to jail. I lived in the house on my own for a while. I was soon forced to move back to Wisconsin. I couldn't believe I had to go back. I'm a new person though, I doubt anyone would notice me.

The day of the flight

I got off the plane with all my things. Since I moved back, I now had access to my bank account which had a lot of money in it. I moved back with my aunt. I rarely saw her she was always at work. And her house was gigantic I has it all to myself.

I decided to visit the skate park. I put on my bag, got my vans on and left.

I didn't skate as often in Detroit but I miss it. When I arrived it was empty. Then again it was 1 am. Its odd to skate this late, I know but I like it better when there aren't that many people.

I thought about everything that has happened. My brothers death. My fathers. I've always thought how the fact they both got shot in robberies. It's weird.

I remembered Ace. As well as Amber. Last, I remembered Mackenzie. What she out me through. God I hoped they all moved. Even if they didn't they won't recognize me. They'll find out its me eventually though.

After that I kinda missed Beth from Detroit. I miss my gang, and my friends. Ugh, I hate it here.

I skated home, when I got home, I pulled out the bag of weed from my bag. I put it in the grinder, held the rolling paper and rolled a joint. I needed one of these I thought. I breathes in the calming drug. I exhaled and as soon as I knew it I was relaxed. I eventually fell asleep and woke up the next morning. I got up, I put on blacked ripped skinny jeans, I put on a long sleeved lil peep croptop, and but on my black vans, I then put on some eyeliner, mascara, and highlighter, leaving my long dark hair down and hurriedly slipped out the door nervous but excited for school. It sounds weird asf ik but I just want to know if things have changed.

I finally arrived at the school. My old hellhole.

I walked in the familiar building bringing back bad memories. I got my schedule from the office, then walked into where everyone could see me. I stared at all the people. I saw a few familiar faces. I did get a few stares too. Which lead to more stares. I walked through the crowd heading for the vending machine, when I heard some people talking a few I heard my name in conversations. They recognized me, I thought. I hurried to the bending machine got a kick start and headed to the bathroom to fix my hair.

On the way the one and only Mackenzie Jones stood right in my way.

"Wow, you got the guts to come back",  she said. 

I didn't say anything I just stared at her emotionless.

"Remember freshman year, that viral video", she said giggling to her friends and I just realized Amber was in her crew now. That skank.

"What was that bitch", I replied getting annoyed.

"Omg, are you finally standing up for yourself, someone is a feelings little confident today", she said.

Anger boiled throughout me. All of the things she did. Those 3 years of hell. Ruining my friendships.

"Aw look, youre getting mad,  you think because you look different you are all strong and cool",  she said rudely, "but under all that, you're just a little baby".

There were lot of people gathered around.

I snapped. As soon as I know it, my fist was launching into her face. I repetitively slammed it into her face pushing her against a locker. All of my anger. All of those hears. I beat the living shit out of her. Worse than she did to me. I then was dragged away by the principle and I snapped out of it. I was still furious but I totally lost control.

When I was getting dragged away, I noticed a familiar face staring directly at me. It was Ace.