[The picture at the top is Denise. Enjoy the story]
Ever since I broke up with Tony because of that one night ive been having horrid nightmares that keep me up all night or I wouldn't even be able to fall asleep but I actually started off in nothing but calming darkness then....
Light filled in my surroundings and my body was warm. I was only in a tank top and shorts. My skin had no scars and I was beautiful skinny and smiling. I was actually smiling. The grass under me was as green as spiring and the view of the city was beautiful. All of a sudden I wasn't alone a arm wrapped around my shoulders and I looked to see Ronnie. I was finally having a good dream but with my luck it didn't last. "How could anyone possibly love you" Ronnie said and all od a sudden my scars returned and the beautiful glow on my skin dispersed. Then Ronnie turned into Tony. ..
I groaned and woke with a slight jolt. My eyes struggled to open so I rubbed the sleep out of them. When my eyes adjusted I saw Denise was poking my face "How many sausages shitwad?" She smirked.
I pushed her away from my face "We dont have sausage you creep." I tried hidding a smile.
A creepy smile appeared on her face as she slowly lifted two spoons and a tub of oreo ice cream. "But we have our soul food" she poked me again "Come on its black and white like me"
I laughed and sat up as she took a seat on the bed next to me opening the ice cream "Thanks for yesterday"
"It was nothing really. Its not hard to control security when your dating a hot as shit singer." She smirked ignoring yesterday completely. I guess she didnt want to talk about it and honestly I didnt either.
That reminded me how she was dating Vic "Oh yeah so hows that going. Howd it happen in the first place?"
"Yeah tell us all the gory details" said Ronnie walking in followed by the girls Ryan and Jinxx.
"Dont leave anything out" Ryan said smirking.
The girls sat on my bed and the boys on Jinxxs all looking at Denise as we shared are tub of ice cream.
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Flashblack (get it) Denises POV
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"NO WE CANT LEAVE!" I screamed tears running down my face.
"We dont have the money to stay here and thats final. We're leaving tomorrow and thats the end of it!" My dad said while packing a few boxes.
"But I won't get to say goodbye to...."
"GO AND PACK NOW!" Father cut me off screaming causing my little sisters to cry.
"I hate this family! I hate my life!" I storm upstairs tears still running down my face and eyeliner smeared "AND I HATE YOU" I screamed before slamming my door shut.
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The next morning I woke with new scars on my wrist and text messages from my best friend. I clicked open my phone.
Shitwad
714-555-6789
9:00
Hey dennis want to wear matching shirts today? Jinxx and Tony say hi Oh and hunter said to tell you to grow.
I started to cry as I began to reply.
Me: I cant. Im leaving. Today
Allison: WHAT!? I thought it was tomorrow! We didn't get our last day with you! Cant I talk to your dad?
Me: Im so sorry. I love you guys.
I took the battery out of my phone before throwing it into a near by suit case. The only things I had that weren't packed was my PTV T shirt and ripped jeans that practically showed both my entire legs.
I recall the day at the mall when I bought this with Allison causing me to curl up on the ground holding it close and just crying.
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I was wearing my PTV out fit when we drove up to our new house in San Diego. I know what your thinking. Why am I so upset thats not that far from my friends. Well thing was non of us have money for gass and not to mention i cant afford to have a phone so that conversation was the last I was going to have with Allison for well in my mind forever. She promised we wouldn't loose touch but I just dont see how we could stay in touch.
I stayed in the car as my step mom brother and sisters got out of the car. My dad was driving me to school since it was only 10:00. Yeepie.
The sign read Mission Bay High School. I watched it with glaring eyes almost like if I hated it enough it would go away. I jumped out of the car without even looking to my dad.
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After what seemed like a year of searching I found my damn locker. I started to open it when I heard some boys laughing and pointing "What do I got something on my face? Fuck off" I was in a bad mood and didnt was bullies bothering me.
"About time someone tells them off" a Lon haired boy said as he opened the locker next to mine "The names Vic."
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Its been a year since ive talked to my friends from back home but its ok because ive got Vic and his buddies to keep me going. I walked next to him on the beach. The water was freezing but I still let it touch my feet. Vic stopped all of a sudden and I did too. "What is it?"
"Your wrists" Vic new about my past but what I didn't tell him was I cut because of the thought of the friends I left behind a few nights ago. I guess he spotted new scars. He brought my wrist to his mouth and kiss the scars on my skin. "Your beautiful and I dont ever want to loose my best friend" he said his voice soft.
My eyes glossed over with tears but I refused to cry. Before I knew it his hands were cupped around my cheeks and he was kissing me. We stood their me on my tip toes and him leaning down to deepen the kiss. I pulled away looking into his eyes. He began to speak "Now dont hate me."
"Why would I..." I started but before I knew it he threw me into the ice could water. I screamed "VICTOR!!!"
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Allison's POV back to today
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I listened intently to Denises story eating a scoop of ice cream every now and then. "And you've heard A Match Into Water. Well he wrote it for me." Everyone awed at how cut it was and Denise smile and gazed off into the distance "i catch him stairing and he says its because he doesnt want to scare me with how much he adores me. Hes my everything. He keeps me going and brings me hope. Every time I see him my heart skips a beat and every time he kisses me I melt. I adore him. I look up to him. I love him" I smiled at my friend and when I looked up I saw Ronnie. I had caught his soft eyes stairing right at me.
