The Valentines Day Massacre

Ch.3 All The Pain I Would Have Taken (End of my side of the story)

        That night there was another basketball game for the high school. I didn't want to go but I wasn't comfortable being home alone either. I sat with my parents trying to just be a good little girl and forget about the day.

        Of course Pepo was at the game but I was trying to avoid him, the last thing I needed was another big argument. I Just wanted to forget today and have a nice, peaceful, long weekend. Obviously things weren't really going my way now of times. I think it would be better if I were just dead...

        So it's decided.

        I'll just die.

        ...tonight.

        I needed to say good bye to a few people. I left the stands to go find a few friends and I found my best friend Alli. "Hey Alli." I said walking up behind her. She was in the cafeteria. Alli has been my best friend since the 4th grade. When she turned around to look at me she immediately knew something was wrong. "Brandi what's wrong?" she said slowly. I looked at her biting the side of my mouth trying to hold back my tears. "Nothing, I just need to tell you I Love You and thank you for being my best friend." I said giving up and letting a few tears roll down my face. "I'm sorry i'm doing this, okay? Do you get that Alli? I Love You." I said finally giving myself up.

        She looked at me wide eyed and terrified. "Brandi, what the hell are you talking about?" she said shocked and motionless. "I have to leave Alli, I can't stay here. I fell in love with a monster who won't give my heart back and it's hurting me. I have to leave I can't do it anymore...I'm sorry goodbye. I walked away from her feeling empty and shattered. If only Pepo didn't come over to my house on Halloween night I wouldn't have fell in love. I still wouldn't know him. I WOULDN'T WANT TO DIE. 

        I went back to the game to see what was going on. It was half time and I was just going to go back and sit in the stands, but then I herd his voice. "Brandi?" Pepo said in sad quiet voice. He stood behind me tall and courageous. The look he had on his face said that he wanted to talk. I tried to walk away but he took my arm and looked and me with pleading eyes. "What do you want?" I said. "Will you please just come talk to me." He said. I looked down at his hand that was tightly griping my arm. "Let go, you're hurting me." I said in a flat voice. He let go immediately and alarmed. "I'm sorry." he said looking down at my now bruised arm. I didn't say anything so I could leave him in his shame. "Look will you please come to the hall with me so we can talk?" He asked desperately. "Okay, fine." I said trying to show my irritation.

        We walked out into the hall quietly. "Okay what?" I asked. "I heard you were crying. Is that true?" He said trying to look in my eyes. I quickly turned away. "No." I said bluntly. "Brandi your eyes are red, you've been crying. Why?" He said turning  my head by my chin so I could face him. "You left me, you broke my heart. You told me I was perfect. You were with me for a whole year and you leave me for someone you barely know. I Love You and you just throw it away." I said with tears in my eyes. "I'm killing myself Pepo, cause I'm done with you and I'm done with us. Goodbye Pepo." I walked away to see that the half time show was over. I went to the cafeteria and saw that my friend who is a Junior in high school is there. He was one of my best friends he was like a big brother. 

        "George,  I need a hug." I said running to him with tears running down my face. He hugged me. "What's wrong?" he asked alarmed. "I'm gonna die George, I have to die. I'm gonna kill myself tonight. "What, no you can't do that sweetie it'll be okay." He rubbed his thumb on my cheek and when I turned around my dad was looking through the window...and he saw me hugging a high school boy

...he was furious

                                Later That night....

        "DADDY STOP IT I'M SORRY!" I screamed as he hit me across the face. I fell to the floor in our living room. "YOU WANNA BE A LITTLE SLUT AND FUCK AROUND WITH HIGH SCHOOL BOYS!" his eyes were red with fire. 

....He kicked me

and then again

He pulled me to my feet by my hair.

punched my stomach.

and then threw me in my room

        I laid there on the floor in my room crying for the rest of the night. If Pepo loved me and cared about me, this wouldn't have happened. If only I would have never taken him back after he left me in January. I wouldn't be laying on the floor beaten.

        I laid there thinking about all the things I could of done to prevent this.

...then slowly

by each small breath

I fell asleep.