⚠️ This is a true story, unfortunately.
🖤1st in a series
✅Completed
I labeled this as teen "fiction" because my target age group usually thinks of self-help books or text books when they hear "non-fiction" and don't realize a memoir reads like a...
P: "You know you wanna go." T: "I'm not paying 10$ for some movie I don't wanna see and another $50 for popcorn and a soda. God forbid I'd want some candy; I'd be taking out a second mortgage." P: "I'll pay for everything, just come on. Is it so wrong I wanna have a movie date with my best friend?" T: "...You're being suspiciously nice to me. Are you trying to ask me out on a date? Because you know I don't bounce in that bouncy castle, if you catch my drift." P: "...I'd rather get my eyes pecked out by crows and run over by a mac truck. No offense." T: "None taken...just makin' sure." My mom opened her bedroom window and chucked a paper ball down at me, as I lay by the pool. I don't even know how she heard me from up there. I uncrumpled it and read 'She's your only friend left! Kiss her entire ass and do whatever she wants' scrawled in big blue sharpied letters over an old grocery list. Goddamn it. T: "...A movie sounds swell."
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The whole thing sounded like a casserole of nonsense. She didn't tell me what we were seeing, not that I cared because it was all equally miserable. I didn't go to the movies unless some real creative shit that looked like someone actually tickled a few brain cells to write, was out. She came to pick me up and I watched her from my balcony window, pull up at the gates and fiddle with the code pad; cursing to herself and kicking the gates a few times. I figured I'd be compassionate and meet her outside, so she didn't have to struggle.
Daddy Dan had needed surgery on his leg a few months before back and didn't want to chance the stairs for awhile, so he had an elevator put in the house. I was still getting used to it, as it felt strange to see this thing in a house and not a department store.
I made my way down the hall, and pushed the down button. When it dinged that it had arrived on my floor, I opened the door and was met with the site of my Patti, coming from the floor above me. She was playing on her phone, looking up to give me a quick half-smile before looking back down. I stepped inside and noticed she was dressed in not gym clothes, so she must've planned on going out in public. T: "Hot date?" M: "Dan wants to go to the movies." She rolled her eyes and let out a heavy sigh of despair. T: "Huh, what a coinkydink, so does Pen. Maybe I'll see you there. What are you seeing?" M: "Who the hell knows." T: "...You're like one of those unpleasant office employees no one wants to get stuck in the elevator with...except you're unemployed." The doors opened once we hit the first floor. We both dashed out, seeing Pen through the front door; trying to spider-man climb the gate.
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