If you saw the author's note that i recently deleted, i want to say thank you to those who commented. I will change things around, enjoy the filler.
[ok so remember, im doing one whole chapter and one filler per day. this is the filler]
"ARE YOU GONNA leave this room today?" I hear Joeys mom say as i lean against her wall.
"Mom i told you i dont feel good" I hear Joey say barely audible.
"Yeah.. Well thats what happens when your hungover" She said sharply, "If you think that i dont know whats going on, then you are delusional. And if you cant handle yourself Jo, then you are done going out. Because im not gonna go through this with you" She says then sighs deeply. I look at her in disgust, rejecting the strong urge to say something.
This is the problem with parents of society today, they are the reason that kids of this generation is fucked up. Im convinced that every parent is toxic and the fact that she blamed it on the liquor before checking up on her doesnt sit right.
"Ok"
"Take a shower" she says, "You'll feel better. Baha is here" She says before she lets me enter then closes the door.
"Well she's angry" I whispered before laying down next to her. She chuckles then it goes into a comfortable silence.
"Yea, she's totally parent of the century" She says after a while.
We let the silence return, and i stared at the ceiling before speaking, "what do you call a chicken that stares at a piece of lettuce?"
"I dont kn—"
"A chicken sees a salad" I interrupt, making us both laugh out. "I know somethings wrong. You're somehow not the same. You seem empty"
"Yea, well aren't we all" she said, turning towards me.
"I never found peace," I admit while looking up at the ceiling. "When it happened.. I was confused. I was lost. Ive never been touched so wrong nor have i seen anybody die before, but when i saw his lifeless body i felt happiness. I sat in the corner of my room for days. Not moving. Not eating. Barely breathing. I never told my story because i was scared. Society is so judgemental that i thought the world was gonna turn against me just for speaking out. After a month of not eating i was sent to the Metropolitan Center for Mental Health. Everyday im scared for Gabi. Im scared that she would look up to me. I should be nobodies inspiration. I cut. I popped pills. I smoke. I drink but ive never been okay".
I stop talking and turn my head to see her laying there with tears falling down her face. I reach over and wipe them away with my thumb.
"Why are you telling me this?" She says with her voice cracking. I watched as her lip trembled.
"I dont know what happened last night. I wont ask, but I dont see the same girl that I joked with in her room yesterday. I see something in you thats just not the same, just remember that whoever did whatever happened is the one to blame. Its not your fault, Its theirs. Whoever it was, They will get whats coming. But if i find out who fucked with you, Promise you'll visit me in jail?" I say the last line with a small smile, receiving one from her in return.
"I promise that i will be your number one visitor" She says with a wide smile. The smile soon fell and turned into a sob, I let her lay on my chest. Not even caring that her tears stained through my shirt.
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"YOU CHOOSE," Joey said while showing me two lip balms. The catch was, that when its opened its mace.
After a hour of tears and then a short nap, I decided to stop by my favorite self defense shop. I didnt know how to handle a situation like this, because i was just sent away and left to deal with mines. During that hour, she told me the situation but excluded names and what happened. She told me simply that she was assaulted, so i held her close. I wanted her to know that she wasnt alone, so i was going to spend the day with her.
"Ok the coconut one look a little too realistic," I say before grabbing one for myself.
"Okay lets go now," She says before grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the front desk. I pay for them then we walk out of the store.
I loop our arms together as we walk, "You remember the junior guy that was killed by that gang?" I say randomly.
"Uh yea.. I think so" She says whole trying to think.
"The situation traumatized me, and i wasnt even there" I say before she stopped. She turned towards me and rested her hands on both of my shoulder.
She deeply sighed before speaking, "Thank you Baha. For trying to lighten up my day". I shake my head before holding onto her wrists.
"Thats not why i brought you out. I wanted you to not be drowned in victim blaming ass thoughts." I say making her laugh. She hugged me before exhaling through her nose deeply.
"I love you. Thank you for this" She says making me smile after pulling back.
"I love you more babe, Don't thank me" I say before looping our arms again.
WE WALKED FOR another hour, just talking about anything except for the situation. It was impossible to get over such a traumatic experience within 24 hours so i had nothing better to do than wait for her to get comfortable enough to speak about it.
I would hate for me to be the cause of a trigger, She'd inform me at her own time.
— authors note —
Short. This is short. I wish it was longer but its just a filler soo, longer chapter tomorrow. Saturday will be no update but i might drop a filler if im bored.
