Chapter 4: The Fight

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I didn't want Brad and D to fight. I tried to explain to D that I had no idea we were coming here. Trying to explain to drunk D not to fight Brad was like trying to tell a monkey he couldn't have bananas. D ran into the party and I lost him. I hate parties. I had to walk through all the sweaty bodies and people with alcohol brealth. The cigarette smoke almost made me throw up. I hate this weird thing about the smell of cigarette smoke. It makes me immediantly feel sick.

I finally find Brad first. I tell him D is coming after him. I don't want to tell him why because that would practically be telling him he took he somewhere I couldn't stand. I was starting to feel dizzy.

D found me and Brad trying to get to the door. He grabbed Brad's shirt I was so scared.

1) I didn't want anyone to get hurt.

2) D gets really bad when he is drunk. That's another reason I don't go to parties because he is always there.

3) I was standing so close to them that I would get hurt in the making.

The first punch was thrown of course it was from D. I was standing behind Brad so I ended up almost falling. D tried to hit Brad again but instead he ended up hitting me. It really hurt a lot. Next time I see mom this was going to be hard to explain. What would I tell her I went on a date to a party, and D was drunk and got into a fight and punched me. My mom would never let me see D again or Brad for that matter. D and Brad both looked made. Brad tried to escape by going up the stairs. D ended up following him so I followed them too. Everyone at the party was all watching and moving out of the way. I didn't understand why no one would just stop them but no there all idiots. We were at the stop of the stairs now and the were still fight I was screaming stop but they weren't listening. I tried to get in the middle of them but I ended up getting pushed. The next thing I know I'm screaming and falling down the stairs. I wouldn't stop I just kept rolling down. I heard 1 scream that I know, Tay. She was over top of me crying and saying something. I couldn't really hear her even though the music wasn't playing. I remember me moving my hand and seeing blood. Then I think I passed out.

The next thing I know I'm in the hospital. My mom is in the room with Tay and D. When I see D all I want to do is close my eyes and pretend I'm asleep. But, I decide to open my eyes to figure out what happen and how bad I was hurt. I opened my eyes and almost screamed. I had an arm cast and lag cast on. I look over to my mom and say "mom what happend?" She just looked to D and said he should be able to explain it well. D explained his fight with Brad which I remembered clearly.  He said that I tried to get into the middle of them and I got pushed and we were by the stairs.

I was really made for many reasons.

1) I had a broken bone. It made me really mad that instead of one broken bone I had two.

2) I was at a party.

3) D was drunk at the party.

4) D and Brad got into a fight.

5) This means that I'm done with softball for a while. Probably until the end of the season.

I loved softball. I was the only left handed pitcher in the ball part. When I play I feel amazing. I know that I can do it for once. Not being able to play was heart breaking. I used to play softball with my dad so I wanted to keep it up for him. I think I'm going to cry.

I look to D and say "D maybe you should go home. I wish I would of went back to sleep other than waking up to you." I felt a tear coming. One tear slowly dripped down my face and D had this look on his face that will haunt me forever. But I don't really care right now.

Tay came to my side after D left. I was glad she was here. She was sad that I would miss softball because the team would need me. Tay was my catcher. We had this special thing that I couldn't pitch if I didn't have her catching for me. I know this is bad but what can I do I wasn't the one that wanted to go to the party and get into a fight.

I am so mad at D. I might hate him a little. I don't care if we have been friends since forever he will get over it.

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