Getting Caught In The Rain

Chapter 5: Grass

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Ricky and I went to the movies at around 10. He had changed so much from the depressed and suicidal boy he was just a few days ago. He even said he loved me which made me feel special.

"what do you wanna see?" he asked with his arms crossed. "hmmmm.... What about Life As We Know It?" I said. "that's too boring we should see something scary like... Paranormal Activity 2" he said. "whoa, I don't think so" I said looking up at him. He turned to me and pinched my cheek. "what? Little baby too scared?" he said. "fine. I'll watch this and we'll see who will be the one awake all night" i said. He laughed. While we were walking to the theatre, i bumped into my old friend Tiffany. We used to be the closest best friends in elementary and middle school, but since 9th grade she became the school whore and biotch. She's had sex with almost every walking thing with a penis in the school. She was with 2 guys. She looked at Ricky and shook her head. "i see this was the only thing you could get." she laughed and walked away. I wanted to slap her so bad. I hope she doesn't start rumors about me and Ricky but she probably will.

We bought our tickets and went in to the theatre. I have to admit, I was really scared and nervous. Whenever they showed a ghost or a door slammed, I jumped. Ricky would laugh but comforted me by putting his arm around me.

Finally the horror ended and I was easily convinced I would be the one up all night. Ricky was laughing through the entire ride home. "you.... You screamed 8 times through the whole thing!" he laughed. I just smiled and drove.

Later when we got home, I was curious as to why Ricky's didn't ask where he was. We sat at my dinner table when I asked "How come your parents haven't called?". He stopped smiling and looked down. His bone structure was perfect. He clenched his jaw and wrinkled his straight nose. "my parents could care less if I never go back home." he said. "oh, I'm sorry" I said feeling terrible that I asked. "there's nothing to be sorry about" he said. It was silent for a while. "Im gonna change my clothes. Are you staying?" I asked. He nodded and laughed "yep, I have to laugh at you when you can't sleep tonight". I rolled my eyes and went to my room.

When I went back downstairs, Ricky was looking at some pictures in the living room. "where's your mom?" he asked as he looked at a picture of my mom and I when I was a baby. "she's at work. She works all night and Fridays and some other days. Her boss steals her away from me whenever he wants." I said. He nodded "where's your father?" he asked. "I don't know. He left my mom and I in the streets when I was 8 months old." I said. "oh" he said. I turned on the tv and fell down on the couch. School made me so tired. "what's wrong?" he asked as he put down a picture and went over to sit next to me. "nothing, I'm just exhausted" I said. "oh" he said. He took my hand and kissed it then kissed my arm up to my shoulder and neck. I hugged him and he hugged me. I looked up into his eyes and kissed him. He held my waist. He was such a good kisser, I didn't want him to stop. Next we were laid down on the couch and he still held me. "still exhausted?" he pulled away and asked. I laughed

The next morning, I woke up in Ricky's arms. His muscles rubbed against my small arms. He was too strong for me to get out. "Ricky, I can't move" I laughed. He woke up and laughed too. "oh, I'm sorry" he said. As he got up and stretched he said "I have to go home now". "okay, my mom is going to be home soon." I said sadly. I sat up and watched him put on his shoes. "hey, so when can I come to your house?" I asked. He stopped for a second then continued and got up. "never, I don't want you in my house" he said. He sounded harsh and serious. I looked down. "it's nothing against you... It's just my father" he said. I nodded. He lifted up my chin and looked into my eyes. His eyes were calm and steady like a long field of grass you wanted to lay on like in the movies. I smiled as he kissed my forehead. " thank you" he said as he left.

My mom came home a few minutes after he left. We sat down together and had breakfat. " how was your night?" she asked. "it was good. How was yours?" I replied. "it was busy. I've been having slot of patients lately." she said. "oh okay" I replied. I am so happy I have a mother like her. She understands everything. "so, how is that young man from the other night?" she asked. "he's good" I replied. "does he still come here?" she asked. I wasn't sure whether to lie or tell her the truth. I hesitated " yes, but we don't do anything we aren't supposed to." she gave me an unsure look but then relaxed and rubbed my shoulder. "good, because I'm trusting you. Don't disappoint me." she said and got up. I smiled "I love you". "i love you too honey"

I was sitting on my bed when my phone rang it was Sam, one of my closest friends. "hey, what's up?" I said. "are you busy tonight? Cause Carly Morrison is having a party starting at 10. Everyones gonna be there. You should really come. Plus, you haven't been out in a while. Please come, please!" she said. I didn't even get to say much. She went to blab about our Lit class. I was thinking not listening. Carly's parties were always great even though more than half the people were either drunk or high or maybe both. If I were to go I would have to bring Ricky. I wonder if he would go. I doubt it. " so, are you gonna come?" Sam asked. I can just imagine her sparkly black eyes and red cheeks. I felt so bad sometimes for her. She hardly ever gets invited to parties and doesn't go unless I do. "yea, I guess" I said. "thank you so much, could you pick me up? Thanks i will see you at 9:30" she screamed and hung up. I laughed at the fact that I didn't even answer he question. Not long after, I called Ricky's house. "hello, who's this?" a hoarse voice answered. It was his dad. "hi my name is Jane, may I talk to Ricky?" I said. " no you may not, he's busy. And if I were you, I would stop talking to him, Jane." the voice said and hung up. I was shocked and suddenly felt bad.

I went back to doing my homework and was debating whether or not to go to that party.

At around 6pm, Rocky called. "hey, are you okay?" I asked. "yeah, I'm fine" he said sounding not so "fine". "whoever answered the phone sounded really upset that I called. I'm sorry" i said. "that was my father. Jane, please understand, I don't want you talking to my father or coming to my house. Don't take it personally. I like you very much and I want to be friends with you, I just don't want you to meet my family." he said seriously. "okay, I get it." I said. "so what were calling for?" he asked. "Oh, i wanted to know if you would come to a party with me and my friend." I said. There was a long silence before he finally said "who's party is it?" he was quiet. I wondered if I was pushing him too fast. The last thing I wanted was to make him feel uncomfortable. "Carly Morrison. I can understand if you don't wanna come, it's okay" I said. "ummm, I'll come as long as I'm with you the entire time, if that doesn't bother you." he said. I smiled, I guess he wanted to try something different for a change. "okay, sure I will definetly be with you" I said. "Okay, what time should I come to your house?" he asked. I giggled, I really missed him. "right now". he laughed and said "alright, I'll be there in 10 minutes.". This party is going to be so much more fun now for me. A party with drunk and high kids, and us in the middle. What's the worst that could happen?