Chapter 4 Can't handle?

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      I woke up on the stairs, I sat up with a horrible headache and found out that I only have a skirt on. I try to think back to yesterday about what happened, but my head hurts to even think. "Why am I on the stairs?" Sarah was on the top of the stairs with her hands on her hips," Well you know the hot guy Drake was trying to get you upstairs, but you were trying to have sex with him. You said Oh, come on Drake don't you want to? Also, you made him touch your breast. He wouldn't do it, he refused to have sex with you. Also, what happened to Rally?"

    "About Rally you don't want to know. What did Drake do when I took off my shirt and made him touch my breast?" Sarah looks like she did not want to tell the story," Well it looked like he wanted to touch you, but in another way he did not want to touch you because he tries to get his hand away from you when you force him to touch his breast," Sarah said scratching her head.

    I got up and went up the stairs, and rubs Sarah's hair messing her hair up "Good girl." Then I change into a gray sweatpants and a torn down T-shirt. I went to the bathroom to brush out the smell and taste out of my mouth. It took six times for all the taste and smell to come out of my mouth. I took out my zebra stripes comb and brush out all the knots out of my hair.

     I pulled my phone out of my skirt. There was only one new message it was from Elishabeth.

Hey are you okay? Rally is a fucking bastard for dumping you. But did Drake got in bed with you? Seth Limlin got in bed with me, he is awesome at it! Also, he is so fucking hot.

I replied That's awesome I hope you get pregnant. LOL just kidding. Drake did not get in bed with me, I got on the steps and try to make him have sex with me. Then, I passed out. Capital stupid! Drake refused to and just stand there like someone has shot him.

    Walking downstairs, Sarah was whining about she was hungry."Shut up Sarah! I'm making cereal,"I said. Mom is always at the bar in Saturday mourning. Sarah gets out milk and Coco Puffs, while I get out the bowl. I pour the cereal and milk into the red bowl. I set the red bowl on the table and sits across from the bowl.

    Putting my hands over my face, I started crying silently. Sarah sat down slowly, taking a small bite each time. "Victoria do not let that stupid bastard ruin everything. Just move on, he is a filthy nobody." I looked up at her with a red stuffy nose and smiles," Thanks Sarah, no matter what happened I love you that is why I like sisters."

  I got up and went into the front room, turning on Pretty Little Liars on, and trying not to cry. Even though this show is not a show for crying, I'm still thinking about Rally. He is probably got Marandia in bed fucking her.

   Sarah walks in front of the television and yelled," What are you doing crying while watching..." She turns around and look what was on," Watchin Pretty Liitle liars." Apparently I was crying, my cheeks are hot and wet. Sarah still yelling at me, telling me that he is fucking idiot. Yeah I know he is, but that was my longest relationship.

   I sat in the corner rocking and crying when mom came home drunk, but not out of it. "Victoria! What's wrong?" My mom came next to me and rubbed my shoulder, then Sarah walked close to us with a bag full of sweets from red liquorice to bubble pops. "That's it I'm going to get a babysitter," She gets out her phone and dial a babysitter's number. "Mom please I'm sorry I was just crying over Rally, please don't call the babysitter," I begged her until the stranger who is our babysitter answer.

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