Good Girls, Bad Guys.

PART 15

Well, Callahan lost all his school cred, all his friends and his status of most popular guy in the school, and it all went to me. I gained all his friends, his school cred, and his popularity status. That strange group never showed themselves again, which was odd because, i often saw them when i was driving home from school, all they did was stare and then mutter something i couldn't hear, that and i couldn't read lips. It was really creepy.

Even if i only saw then for about two minutes, almost everyday, it was enough for me to be very suspicous of them and what ever they were plotting. Once i got home, my mom called me into the living room and told me to take a seat because her and i apparently neede to talk about things, this is never a good sign, if your mother randomly calls you intot the livivng room to have a chat, it was at this point where i was absoulotely terrified of what she had to say. "Talia, honey, we need to have a chat"

"what about mom?"

"Well, before you arrived home, i got a call from the police station about you. Apparently you assulted a young man at your school, is this true?"

"Hah. That's only the half of the story. That 'young man' that i assulted, had bullied me for pretty much my entire school life. he caused me to keep all my problems inside beause he had the whole school with him, and if i told anyone anything, it would automatically get reported back to him, even the pricipal thougth i was full of shit. he doesn't know the half of what he's aused me, the abusement, the consistant bullying, i don't think anyone realises what bullying does to you. You want to know why i always wear some form of jumper and pants that cover my thighs? That's because i'm fucking covered in cuts, bruises and scars from him and myself. Now do you understand why i assulted him? because i sure as hell don't think you fucking get it."

Everything was silent. I'd either fucked off my mother or she was trying to process what i had just said, i'm not sure which one it was, but sure as hell wasn't going to be there for the reaction, i knew what she'd do, she'd tell dad, then dad would tell his collegues, who would tell their kids, who would tell their friends, who would tell their friends, hen it would go around town and then everyone will be conceared bout me and i don't want to put up with it.

Luckily for me i know that passcode to my dads safe, and i know what he keeps in there too. i just hope he doesn't miss what i take, because i'm going to need it. I don't know how i had the energy, but i managed to run up the stairs and into my room to grab the biggest bag i owned, and stuffed as much clothes as i could into it and then i headed straight into my parents room and open my fathers closet and dig through his mountain of boxes till i reach his safe and type in the code, i don't know how he got the money to buy a safe this fancy, that and i didn't know the half of what he did in his spare time. I grab about 3 bottles of whiskey and about $500 and stuff it into my bag, i don't bother changing out of my gym clothes, i grab my car keys and head out the door, not even saying goodby to my mother, because frankly, i don't want to hear any apology she has. I'm fed up with what she has to say. I have no idea where i was going to go, but i sure as fuck wasn't going to stay in this town. And i'm prepared to eliminate anyone who gets in my way.