Something About You..

Part 19: Temper

-Danny's POV-

Fuck! What do I do now.. why? Why couldn't I have just thrown the paper out. Fuck! I went too damn far.
I couldn't help it, being so close to her excited me. She's like a weakness. Walking out her front gate I heard someone call my name from behind me.
"Danny, sweet heart.. can we talk real quick" Mrs. Lifton. Shit...
"Umm, sure. No problem. What's up Mrs. Lifton?" I have to press my lips together sternly to keep from a retort.
"Well, I noticed some... well, yelling.. in my daughters room. Is everything okay?" I shake my head faking a smile.
"No, ma'am, it's not but it's my fault, not hers. I will make it up to her. She just needs time to process it" I start to walk backwards slowly "Good night, Mrs. Lifton" I walk away quickly.

Once I reach the steps of my house I light a cigarette. I'm gonna have to get a new pack soon. Flicking the lighter repeatedly, watching the fire dance. This is the way things will always be, won't they. Something good comes along and it gets ruined right away. Regret fills me, tears claw to fall out but I hold them back. Just one good thing.. All I want is one good thing..
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Sitting outside watching the street for the past 3 hours. It's 7:48pm now. The stars are out, it's even a bit chilly but the sky is so beautiful, it's worth it. I have gone in and grabbed a sweatshirt. It made me feel better watching the sky. It makes my problems seem so small. There's so much going on out there, there's so much we don't know about. What if everything here is so small that drama and all the negativity is just a reminder that we're still alive.

Half a pack left, phone almost dead and no one to vent to, I never felt so alone. No one stays around it seems. It's a crushing weight that lingers in the back of the mind. Two years busting my ass in a school full of stuck up, gossiping sheep. Maybe just being too harsh. I head inside, I'm over today.
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Walking down the hall by myself this morning is a nightmare. Too crowded, we all keep bumping into each other. I get so frustrated I push through, shoving most people out of the way. I press forward to the cafeteria, a breakfast burrito sounds amazing right now.

Walking into the food line, conversation was booming. Everyone was in group, chatting, laughing, acting. It was sickening. People annoy me. The lines moving with ease, I get my burrito and head to my first class, ignoring everyone.

Today, no one is getting past the wall I am building high around my emotions, the wall will be invincible. No one will get past it, I will make sure of it.

Slinking down into my seat, I drift off. My arms becoming pillows. Didn't get any sleep last night, thoughts kept racking my brain. Felt like everything came crashing down, the world seemed so small. Maybe I am meant to be alone? No family or friends. No one else to lean on.

Know what, I would rather it this way. Not worrying about some one else, mistakes have no consequences for anyone else. All the freedom at my disposal again. Sasha isn't even around anymore, she hasn't talked to me since a few days ago.. if asking her why she was bullying Alex made her back off, fine. Her response that night was pretty underwhelming. When I asked, she just stared at me, she looked hurt. Finally she left, not saying anything. She was silent, only noise was her heels clicking on the tile.

The fact she never answered meant something in itself. What ever Sasha thinks Alex did to her, it's bad in her perspective. A sickening feeling in my stomach erupts. Maybe Alex really did something, maybe she wasn't always a good girl. The thought stirs in my mind, weaving theories in and out, looking at all aspects then the bell rings.

Quickly, rushing out the door, moving quickly to third. Today is already been dragging on longer than most. I'd rather it be a blur. I am avoiding Alex and her every glance. The more she looks, the more I look away. Not trusting me, allowing others people to make her opinions... it's unforgivable. All be damned if she thinks she's gonna treat me like they do. I opened up to her, I let her in, even if it was slightly, no one gets that close. My attraction to her was as intimate as the suns shiny raze of light. It felt like I had to be near her, to touch her.. What am I even thinking. Why bother?...
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It's the last class of the day and i have spent it staring at the clock, watching each tik tok, the hands move slowly. I wrote the notes already, this lessen was easier than normal. I have already gone over it on my own. I studied this material before in middle school. It was still imprinted on the brain. The teacher kept going over the lecture. The whole class was paying attention, taking notes and I.. I was sitting by myself in the back, staring at the clock.
"Daniel, care to explain why you're not participating? The rest of the students are. Are you going to be the one to slow the class down?" Mr. Baldwin said smug.
"Oh, sorry Balding. I already have the notes. If anything, I am a bit more advanced than the rest of the class" I retort. Still staring at the clock.
"Sure of yourself. Tell me kid, if you know the lesson. What's William Shakespeare's hidden meaning for Romeo and Juliet?" Are you serious?...
"Love is blind. He picked two young characters, used the "you want what you can't have" method of love and decorated it with sweet little nothings and a dash of murder. The point was it's a beautiful story. We can all sit here and say really good points about what the stories hidden meaning is, but guess what ass hat, the truth is only one person knows what he really thought about the story, and he's dead. So fuck off". The teachers mouth dropped and the whole class was staring at me.
"Ah.. ahem.. well.. That was um" Mr. Bauldwin seems baffled. Standing up, packing my bag, I just walk out. I'm not in the mood to deal with this shit. He doesn't even try to stop me.

Finally, free. I walk out the front door and light a cigarette, walking my ass back home. Suspension is bound to happen but for some reason, this doesn't bother me. What bothered me is.... seeing her face as the words fell out of my mouth. She was upset about my behavior while everyone else giggled like children. Sigh... did my temper get the better of me..

Quickly reaching the front gate, I open it and step inside my yard. Something feels off though. I slow my pace, heading for the front door on alert. I turn the knob slowly, making sure not to make any noise, it's unlocked. My eyes widen as I push the door open quickly.

There she is.. in the kitchen. Making a full course meal, my mom. The tears build in my eyes as I run and hug her tight. Now more than ever, I needed her. I wanted her attention. Mothers love is supposed to be like Medicine, right? Just hugging her I felt my anger creep out, she smells like Cotten candy and garlic. Not a good combination but the Cotten candy is her perfume and the garlic is from her cooking. She looked healthy. She was even smiling. God, her smile. It was beautiful, she doesn't ever smile. I couldn't hold back anymore, the tears fell quickly as I tried to hold them back..
"Sweetie, hi my baby. I missed you so much!" Mom said as she held me tightly.
"Mom, when did you get home? How long you been here? I would have stayed home to see you sooner".
"Oh, no. You should go to school. Actually aren't you home early?" She looked at me puzzled, wiping her hands off on the kitchen rag, standing in front of the stove.
Before I knew it, I flew into the whole story. Every thing that happened since the last time I saw her. Everything with Alex, school, the bullies.. then everything with Sasha. Mom looked pissed hearing most of her stuff got destroyed but she was even more angry about how I have been treated but she takes a deep breath, walks over and hugs me.
"It will be different now. Guess what baby.." she looks at me eagerly.
"What?"
"I found a job, I will be staying home for now" my eyes widen, think I went into shock. Found myself just staring at her but not really seeing her. Well, anything for that matter. It's all a blur. This odd feeling.. almost joy built in my body but I can't believe it. I'll believe her when I see it actually happen. With disbelief and bewilderment hindering me, I hugged my mom back. What did she say? Could it be true. Could my mom really be back? 

Then the door bell rang. Bracing for anything that's next. I turn and walk away from my mom, letting go of her swiftly. What is going on right now?

Authors Note: sorry for the wait. It's been a really long, rough for days. Going through a break up and I had to move. Thank you for everyone that reads this and I hope you really do like it. Please like and if you have any comments, please feel free. Have a nice day. 😊