The Price To Pay

Chapter 7

I walked into fourth period with my books cuffed into my hands. I took my seat at the very, very back. And begin to smile. But, that smile qucikly faded when I overheard two girls talking about Rosco. "That's your fault, no one told you to go down with him." "He didn't tell we were going down to his friends house."

     Friend's house? That's where he took me. But Rosco loved me. He told me I was his. I had to say something. I couldn't just let these two girls talk about him. "Are you talking about Rosco?" I said, shaking. They stared at me. Almost as if they seen a ghost. But one became brave. "Where did you come from?"

"Yeah" the other chimed in. "Look, if you just tell me, you might just be surprised." I said.

      "Look, this ain't none of your business. This is between her and her boyfriend." And they walked off.  Boyfriend?  But Rosco was my boyfriend. Anger raged in me, I walked up to the girls and said,  "Rosco is my boyfriend. So yeah that does make it my business." I stormed to my seat and slammed my body down.  Bitch
     When I got home, I saw I had a missed call from, DJ. Was it really that important?  Probably not. I'll get back to him. "Mom?" I said aloud. She wasn't home. She was probably still at work. I sat on my bed, amd listened to my tv. I was there, but I really wasn't there. My mind raced, this is between her and her boyfriend. Her and her boyfriend. Her and her boyfriend. I got to fix this. Just as I ran for the front door, it opened. "Mom?" I said. "Well who else could it be?" she said.

     "Where have you been?" I asked, lookin a her outfit. She had a sleek black dress on with some fairly high red pumps. "I'm the Mom and I get asked where I've been?" I still glared. She sensed i was serious. "On a date, why?" she asked. "Don't you have to work?" I took a sick day. She lied. "But you're not sick" I said.

     She paused. "Yeah, well i'm also not a child and you're damn sure not my mom." She went to  walk off, but I stopped her in her tracks. "So because i'm not your mom I can't ask where you've been?" I screamed. "Look you need to lower your tone with me. You are the child, I AM THE PARENT!" She yelled.

"And as long as you are in my house you are going to obide by my rules!"

   "Well maybe I don't want to live in this house anymore. IM OUT!" And without hesitation, i ran to my room, grabbed my things, and slammed the door behind me.

Little did I know, that was the worst mistake I would ever make.