Body Is A Temple

Chapter 2: Missed Call

My head repeatedly banged against the glass. His head fell on my neck. He was in his zone, focused and serious. For a second I closed my eyes. I longed for times like these. These times were I felt beautiful exposed and yet when I was exposed I was blessed. Their reactions, their nibbles and kisses. I knew no one thought of me as love but they sure in hell thought of me as beautiful and that's all I ever wanted. Once I opened my eyes, he stopped. He reached for his pants quickly pulling them up. Confusion. What the hell did I do to make him stop?- my eyes turned to a man standing in the doorway. Disgusted.

"What the hell?"

He said leaving. I pulled my dress down, looking over to Rio. I didn't know what to say to him. God dammit. He looked embarassed and scared shitless.

"I think I should go"

I paused. I helped myself down from the sink. He didn't even look at me, didn't say goodbye. He just left and there I was alone. That's when I felt ugly inside. I reached over on the floor grabbing everything that was taken of in the heat of the moment. I should just go home. I reached in my purse grabbing my phone. 6 missed calls? Jesus Mom. I hit recall while walking out of the bathroom trying to make minimal eye contact. Picking up my dignity.

"Do you know what time it is? You have me worried sick"

"I'm sorry I kinda lost track of time"

"Get home now"

And sure enough once I got one, mom and dad were waiting on the porch for me. My moms eyes fierce like a hawk. I tried to make minimal eye contact as possible, but that wouldn't last long.

"Allison Marie, you had us worried sick"

She said following me into the house. I took of my shoes at the door with no response.

"I am talking to you. It's 2 am and you didn't have the nerve to answer my phone calls? Or tell me where you were?"

Still didn't respond. I just stood there looking at the floor.

"Where were you? I bet you were out sleeping around? You are a little whore"

"Kate!"

My dad yelled. Wow a whore. That makes me feel even better that my own mom thinks I'm a whore.

"That's enough"

My dad stood in front of us.

"If you don't like my rules Allie. I don't know what to tell you"

"I'm not 5 anymore mom! I'm 21 I can come home anytime I want to"

"This isn't your house"

My mom raised her voice. Using her finger as if that was gonna scare me.

"It's not yours either, you stay every single night at the casino using dads money-"

My mom got closer to me.

"That is not true!"

"You don't pay for anything so this isn't your house"

"Then you can live in your own damn house you ungrateful little slut"

I felt her wrist snap and her palm meeting the side of my face with full force knocking me off my feat. I froze as my dad grabbed my mom and bringing her up the stairs. My mom was still yelling at me. I was still on the floor leaning against the stairs. My mom may have always yelled at me but she has never hit me. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs so I hurried and stood up. I saw my dad shaking his head.

"Allison"

He began. I bet he wanted me to apologize I bet he wanted me to feel bad but I don't dammit.

"I think it would be best if you find somewhere to go tonight"

I froze. What the hell did I do?

"I don't think your mom wants you here, she's been very stressed and moody"

"But dad-"

"Allison. I'm doing this for you. Your mom has been on me all this week. I don't know how much she can take. Why don't you go until we can get her back a doctors"

I froze. Where the hell am i supposed to go? My dad placed a soft kiss on my forehead. I just looked away and walked out. I'm not going to stay where I'm not wanted.