Rock Bottom

Chapter Fourteen: Teenage Girl Pummels Henry Miller

"You wait until I get my hands on him!" I pull the phone from my ear to rescue my poor eardrums.  "I'll kill the bastard! He was suppose to be our friend!"

"Well.."

"Fine," Olivia sighs exasperatedly. "He was only kind of our friend for a few months but still!"

"You can put your mama bear claws away. Nobody needs to die," I chuckle.

I had the opportunity to spend the night with my one and only true love.

My bed.

After hibernating for a solid fifteen hours I managed to shed some light on the situation which occurred yesterday.

I had given Henry's ego a bit of a beating because I wanted to hit him where it hurt. It's only expected he would do the same. Don't get me wrong. I'm still mad. Very mad. All I'm saying is I can wrap my head around why he said what he did. It's still not that it is a valid excuse for his actions though.

Olivia on the other hand thinks we should grab our torches and pitchforks.

"People say rude things everyday," I try to calm her down. "It's no big deal."

"People can say whatever the hell they want as long as it isn't to my best friend," she snaps still fuming.

"I don't care what Henry Miller thinks about me, okay?" I inform her. It is partially true. I know I shouldn't care about his opinions, yet for some reason I do. Considering Olivia is on the edge of becoming a convicted felon, I think it's best for everyone's sake to spare her from this cold, hard truth.

I can already see the headlines, 'Teenage Girl Pummels Henry Miller to Death with her Tiny Fists'.

"Fine, I won't say anything to him," she grumbles. "If he says anything else though, I will be kicking his sexy ass."

"Olivia!" I cackle.

"Sorry, I can't deny that he is one fine looking fella."

I put the phone on speaker setting it on my bathroom counter. I grab the face wash Kate bought for me. It's in a fancy bottle with gold detailing on it. I don't recognize the French brand, but I know it must have been expensive. I pump the bubbles into my palm and begin scrubbing my face. There is a tap on the door and I hear the call of my name.

"Come in!" I holler. "I've got to go Liv, I'll talk to you later." I hit the red button ending the call, then slip on my pink long sleeve shirt that I have paired with dark wash jeans. I exit the bathroom to find Kate sitting on the edge of my bed.

"What's up?" I question.

"Well," she hesitates. I can tell she's nervous to proceed. I cross my fingers that it's not anymore bad news. I don't think I can handle that at the moment.

Kate takes a deep breath before continuing, "I was wondering if you'd like to spend the day together. By the looks of you, I'd say you need some new clothes. I figured we could go to the mall and grab some lunch. You said you'd be up for it the other day. A little bonding time might be nice."

"You want to take me out now?" I raise my eyebrow in surprise. She nods while nibbling on the corner of her lip. I immediately realize she feels as uncomfortable as I do right now. "Oh, that sounds great!" I tell her a little too enthusiastically. She gives me a funny look, yet smiles nonetheless.

I'm such a horrible liar. I could never be a criminal. An interrogation would last merely five seconds before they tighten the silver cuffs around my wrists shipping me off to prison.

"Perfect! You finish getting ready then meet me in the car."

By the time we finally make it to the mall it's almost noon so it's packed with people. You can barely walk without someone's arm brushing against you. Kate doesn't seem to mind. Meanwhile, I'm dodging everyone like it's an epic game of tag until Kate begins dragging me into stores.