Fireflies

Chapter 3 - Who The Fuck Is Kim?

~Marshall's POV~

2:00AM. I still got no sleep. Yet, I have work early tomorrow. Its so late I really need to get some sleep. I twisted and turned and kept doing that throughout the whole fucking night! Fuck, I can't sleep!! I got up and walked quietly to the kitchen. I reached into the fridge and grabbed some cold water. That's better. I walked back slowly to my room and locked the door.

4:00AM. FUCKING DAMN IT. I'm really irritated right now. I'm trying to get some sleep but no! Well, here goes nothing. I got up and walked out of my room. I left a note saying, "Mom, I'll be at Sandra's place. Call me if you or Nate need help with anything." I made it outside successfully. I came to her trailer park and knocked on her window. It took a while for her to respond.

She finally looked out and then opened the window and in a tired voice she said, "What are you doing here Marshmallow?" I came closer to her window and said, "I can't sleep. I'm sorry, but, can I sleep here with you?" She smiled and said, "Yeah, come in." I went inside and got comfortable. "Goodnight, Marshmallow." I sighed in the dark. "Goodnight, Sandman." She suddenly turned on the light, "Sandman?" "Yeah," She turned off the light immediately. I just laughed and we both drifted off to sleep.

THE NEXT MORNING

~Sandra's POV~

5:06AM. Pretty early for someone like me. I mean, I have always hated waking up so early! But then again, who doesn't? I got out of bed and attempted to wake up Marshall. "MARSHALL!!" He didn't budge. I yelled his name again, again, and again. Fine. I'll do it the hard way.

I came close to his face and pinched his nose. He grunted and said, "What! I'm sleeping." "Come on, get up!!" He scrunched his face but did as he was told. He then made his way out the window. "See you at six?" I smiled. Once he left, I put on some grey, baggy pants and black crop top. I made myself some breakfast and looked up at the time, "Five thirty, better get ready soon!" I quickly put my plate in the sink and wash the dishes. I put on my black converse and wen't towards Marshall's house.

As soon as I got there, I heard yelling and screaming. Slowly, I walked up to his porch and knocked on the door. His mom answered with a disgusted look on her face. "What's this whore doing here?!" "Mom! She ain't a whore! Fuck off!" She then slammed the door really hard in my face.

~Marshall's POV~

She slammed the door in her face. Really, mom, really? I quickly opened up the door again and motioned her to come in. She sat down on the couch and played with my little brother Nate. Nate really seemed to like her a lot. I couldn't help but smile so much at the both of them. Once it was 6:00AM, Sandra and I said our goodbyes to Nate and walked out.

We got in her car and she started a conversation, "So, you like where you work?" I nodded no. I mean, I really hate where I work. It's so shit. "So, how come you and your mom don't really get along well?" She asked. "Because... because she's a huge bitch." I scrunched up my face again. "Why though?" She glanced at me. "I don't even know okay?!" With that, she dropped the subject. We went strolling around Detroit to kill some time.

The whole time we stayed quiet. Not a single word was spoken until she looked at her watch, "Well, I think we head back to your workplace." I nodded and we headed back to the Detroit Stamping. We made it right on time and I climbed out of the Sandra's car and said, "See you around, aight?" "Yeah, Bye!" I smiled at her and went to work.

A FEW HOURS LATER

I finally finished work. I walked out and went to get a drink from a nearby lunch truck. I heard somebody rapping. Apparently, her name was Vanessa. Then some dude began to rap, "I can't believe that i'm hearing all this ravin' and rantin', from Vanessa up in here at the New Detroit stamping," he continued on and everyone cheered. I felt bad for Vanessa so I jumped in.

"Ok folks, enough with the gay jokes, especially from a gay, broke bitch yourself, hey lo'. This guy's a doo-doo, you've worked here longer than me and I get paid more than you do. Dawg, take a seat! What's thjs gjy standing in line for? He ain't got money to eat!" Everybody laughed. I went on with my rap and then let Vanessa finish him off.

I slightly turned around and saw a blonde girl laughing. I walked up to her and introduced myself, "I'm Marshall Mathers. " "Kim Scott," She replied to me. "Hey, there's a party at Chin Tiki's tonight, wanna come?" She asked me in a little voice. A party? Yeah, I think I could come. "Yeah, sure." She smiled and laughed at the same time. "See you there." She said with a playful hit on my arm.

~Proof's POV~

"OH PROOF! YOUR SO GOOD BABY!" Sharonda, of course I am! Just then heard my phone ring. I stopped and checked my phone. Sharonda just looked at me and said, "What the fu-" I put up a finger to shush her. She rolled her eyes and waited for me to finish. "Hello?" "Hey, man there's a party tonight at Chin Tiki's!" Marshall exclaimed. "Yo, I'm so there man!" "Aight, aight, gotta go! Bye homie!" "Bye Doody!" I just hang up on him. I'm sorry but, I gotta please my bitch 'fore she get mad.

~Sandra's POV~

I'm laying on the front seat of my car. Waiting for Marshall of course. I spot him walking to this blonde girl and he starts talking to her. Should I be offended? I mean, he's not mine right? So, therfore, I shouldn't. I step out of my car and make my way towards them. But, before I could at least come close to them, someone pulled me from behind.

It was Mindie who had pulled me back. "Yo, what the fu-", before I could finish my sentence she said, "You know where that hoe at?" Hoe? She did not just call my bextie a hoe! "What hoe?! Sharonda ain't no hoe!" She gasped and said, "No! I mean Kim!" Who the hell is Kim? "Sorry, I don't know girl named Kim around here." She narrowed her eyebrows, turned around and walked off. What's her problem?

~Marshall's POV~

Just when Kim walked off, I saw Sandra looking at me from the distance. Shit! She must think I'm being a manwhore! Man, I hate girl sometimes! I ran to her and she looked at me confused and said, "Who was that?" For some reason, my legs were shaking and my voice was trembling, "Um, Ki-m Sc-o-tt." She looked at me like something was wrong with me? Is there something wrong with me? "How do you know her?" This time she was leaning against her car with her arms crossed and raised eyebrows. "Um, we just met. But, we ain't doing nothing-" She started laughing. "Relax, relax, hahaha." She said in between laughs. I just shook my head, put my hands in my pockets and we both headed home.

TO BE CONTINUED....