mine (rd.benji)

- sixteen

aleyia

i knew my exact way home but i didn't wanna go there yet i just walked. my phone was going off in my pocket like a whores vibrator but that didn't stop me. i kept my eyes forward. at this point i didn't know if i was crying because i got cheated on or i was crying because i felt empty.

every step i took felt numb down the middle of the empty street. i was tuned into my own little painful world of silence. i was broken out of my trance by a pair of headlights blinding me from ahead. i squinted covering my eyes with my hand stepping off the road onto the sidewalk. the car drove slowly and i kept walking. it stopped next to me and through tears i made out the figure stepping out of the drivers seat.

"aleyia." i was engulfed into benji's arms. i wrapped my arms around his back and just cried heavily into his chest once again. "i'm so sorry." he said his hands ran to the sides of my head lifting my face to see his. he wiped my tears and i saw his eyes were red themselves.

"he's such as asshole." i cried holding myself up by benji's jacket. his hand ran through his hair and i saw the bruises on his knuckles. i released his jacket from one of my fists and grabbed his hand softly examining it.

each knuckle was red and bruised slightly stained with blood. "i guess i got a little mad. and punching him was better than punching a wall." we stood there silently for a moment before i placed a gentle kiss on the non bruised back of his hand. he chuckled softly.

"come on it's cold. let me take you home." he said grabbing my hand.

i froze "i don't wanna go home." i said softly wiping a tear from my sore and puffy face. "at least get in the car." he begged. i stood still for a moment before nodding softly and following. he opened my door for me and i slid into the seat buckling myself as he gently shut my door. i tucked my knees to my chest and leaned my head to the window.

i felt so stupid. i felt stupid because part of me knew something like this would happen. my first boyfriend and he had to be so relevant among my school. i found it so intimidating. i should have told him that night of the dance that i was upset. all of those girls in the carbon copied dresses knew this was gonna happen. now that i look back on the look in their eyes was judgment and realizations that i could never last as his girlfriend.

my mind ran as benji drove with quiet music coming from the radio. before i knew it my eyes couldn't keep up with my mind and the scarce trees of nevada turned into a blur and my heavy eyes closed.

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benji

i waited until she was asleep to pick up my phone and call ryan. i had no idea where to go and i was running low on gas. i dialed the number ass i pulled into a walmart parking lot.

"hey man did you find her?" ryan asked me concerned.

"yeah she's in the passenger seat asleep right now." i looked over to her to see her head resting gently on the window and her mascara stained onto her cheek. he platinum wig had fallen off of her head and down her back. i realized she was still in her costume. i took the keys out of the car and got out quietly walking into the store. "do you think you could do me a favor?"

"yeah man what is it?" ryan responds. i told him about her not wanting to go home and i roamed the isles looking for pajamas for the both of us and blankets. "i can call cousin eli he's like a 20 minute drive from where you're at. he owns this cheap motel i can get you two a room." he says. "and it was recently bug bombed so you should be alright."