Adopted By Brallon 2

Chapter 2

I was in trouble. I mean, I expected that, considering I slapped someone but once I explained it fully, Dallon calmed down a bit. Told me to give my phone up for 2 days and then I'd get it back. So I texted Melody, even though I knew she would come over after school and gave it to Patrick. "Uh oh someone's home early." Andy observes and I nervously smile. "I slapped someone." I say and his eyes widen a bit. "She and her friend were being homophobic towards me and Mel than proceeded to call my Dads faggots and said I need to stay away because she didn't want to be gay or something so I back handed her. I got let off easy and thankfully didn't get suspended." I say with a shrug. "Honey that's not.. okay." He says softly and I just roll my eyes.

"Whatever no one understands anyways." I say and go upstairs. "I.. I wasn't trying to be mean.." I hear Andy say. "She's just moody. She's grounded, so don't feel bad." I hear Patrick say. I don't know why that pissed me off but it did. I went into my room until I heard Melody come in. Then I went back downstairs. Oh thank God Jay came too. I've missed him. "Jade threatened me in the hall after school. As if I did anything." Jay says and I clench my jaw. "I'm, I'm sick of this school already. I really am." I say. "She told everyone I'm pregnant." Melody says bitterly giving me a look. "Why are you mad at me? I didn't do shit." I say and she sighs. "You hit her." Melody says and I frown. I'm being attacked for sticking up for myself.

"How would you like for people to call your par- oh wait! You have a mom and a dad so you won't have to worry about that!" I say and she sighs and leans against the wall. "Why do you do this? You do something wrong and then when confronted you get all bitchy. No one thought that was funny. Except Jay but he's immature. You can't hit people Lilah." Melody says. "You can't hit people. Fighting is bad. You fucked up again surprise surprise I fucking get it!" I say loudly and she just stares at me. "Woah woah, cool it. No yelling. For the love of god don't start fighting." Patrick says. "She's the one with anger issues not me." Melody says and I clench my fists. "I do not have anger issues! Fuck you!" I yell and she looks at Patrick, whom was looking at me, well everyone was, and than she looks back at me with raised eyebrows.

"Really? Are you sure about that?" She asks seriously. "Oh you think you're funny! So what? I slapped her, she deserved it!" I say and Jay steps forward. "Delilah no one is yelling but you, please calm down you're scaring me." He says and I sigh loudly. "Well maybe if people would stop pissing me off I would be nice and dandy wouldn't I?! Fuck this I'm going to bed." I say and Melody pushes herself from off the wall. "Talk to your therapist. You do this literally every other day it's bs." She says calmly and I rub my temples. "Maybe I'm just an asshole, sweetheart." I say bitterly. "Imagine slapping one person once and thinking you're a badass. Couldn't be me." Melody mumbles. "Go choke on a bag of tea. I don't think I'm shit." I say and she raises her eyebrows. "I can't have tea I'm pregnant." She states. "Right. Go choke on.. yogurt. Are you allowed to have yogurt?" I ask.

"Lilah.. I think you should go upstairs and cool off." Patrick says. "Strawberry yogurt is tasty I'll happily choke on that." Melody says. "I'm cool what do you mean? I'm fine. This is okay right? I'm chill. Cooler than a cucumber. Okay? I'm okay, I'm fine." I say and everyone was just kinda staring at me. "Jesus Christ Delilah." Jay mumbles and I cross my arms. "I already got screamed at by my Dads, I got lectured in the car. If I wanted advice I'd go talk to my therapist." I say and Melody sighs. "Good! you need to. Maybe she needs to up your dosage of your meds or something, you keep having these weird episodes of anger and it's terrifying and kinda annoying." She says and I stop. "Oh yes let's stuff me with meds until I'm no longer myself. Yes, very efficient. Very smart." I say and she rubs her hand down her face. "They're there to help you. You acting this way isn't entirely your fault I'm sure growing up in a toxic household has part due, but your therapist is there to you know.. help you." She says and I slouch against the wall.