I’m stuck in my room now, doing absolutely nothing. Mr. Clark had given us both a day suspension and since today was Friday, I had a three day weekend. For that I was thankful that Tricia had chosen Thursday to pick a fight with me. But then again, that also meant I get to be stuck at home with the people I hate the most.
Mike had been extremely mad when he found out about the fight, so he did what he did best. He beat me until he got tired and left me on the floor. I didn’t care where he left me as long as he was gone before the tears of pain started to come out, I didn’t want to cry nor did I wish to cry, they just came out and I hated that. It made me feel weak and useless. But at least Mike wasn’t there to see them or else he would have been proud of himself. Ever since my mom died last year I haven’t cried, but now I did. It wasn’t because Mike had beaten me, it was because while he was hitting me I thought of all the things I have been through that have made my life a living hell. And losing my mom was the one that always made the tears come out.
"So, how are you feeling?" Henry asked as he walked into my room smirking. He stopped carrying about me and the rest of the family when Lanny died. He and Lanny were starting to grow close when it happened even though Lanny was 6 years younger than him.
"Yeah, like you care," I huffed
"Look fucker, at least I’m asking!" he yelled and slapped me. Yeah me and my big mouth, we always get into worse problems. Maybe I should learn to shut up?
Yeah maybe you should ,the voice began laughing at me. I rolled my eyes at the stupid voice, but Henry seemed to think I was rolling them at him and hit me again.
"Don’t roll your eyes at me! I hope Mike ends up beating you again, I’m not missing it this time" he smirked and left the room
"Low-life" I said under my breath. He was already 20 and still living at home and not even going to college. See kids, that’s what happens when you do drugs.
"Here, you ungrateful bitch, eat!" Mike had thrown a bag from McDonalds at me. I hadn’t realized I fell asleep until then.
"Thanks" I told him as he walked out of my room. I guess this means there is nothing in the fridge, Mike is going to make me go to the store later on. I thought as I unwrapped the burger. Once I was done I went down stairs to throw away the trash and get some water.
"Here, go to the store and get the things we are missing." Michael said as he roughly handed me the money and a list of things we didn’t have in the fridge.
"But Mike, its late already and-" he threw me against the wall and pressed his body against mine.
"Your going to go and GET the groceries and your going to go without saying another word" he said harshly. I just nodded and put the things in my pocket. I didn’t want to get him mad this time. I really wasn’t in the mood to get beaten by the man, so I did as he said and headed out to the store to get the groceries.
Damn it, I should have grabbed a sweater or something. I thought as I walked out of the house and down the sidewalk.
Yeah, you should have. I mean its only January here. The voice began to speak to me as I made my way down the street.
Oh shut it! I don’t need you to rub things in my face.
But its fun and quite amusing I must say.
Why are you always doing this to me! You live in my head but yet annoy the hell out of me. What have I done to you?!
Nothing really, I’m just bored, so I bug you.
Wow, you are so lame!
Look who’s talking! Your having an argument with yourself
Just go away and leave me alone for now, please. I’m already suffering enough with all these damn bruises that dear dad gave me. I don’t need this right now.
Fine, I will leave you alone for now. But you do know that Monna is right, you need to get out of that house. It isn’t healthy for you to be living in such conditions.
OH! NOW, you care!
Well of course I care, who else will I bug when your not sane anymore or dead. Once your dead, I'll be dead too and I honestly don't want to die.
Okay, whatever. Just go away now.
Okay I’ m gone.
I walked into the store, thinking how low I have gone arguing with myself. As I was walking in I saw Monna working in one of the cash registers. I went up to her as she was giving the customer their change. “Hello weird one,” I smiled at her
“You know, even with that smile I can still tell you aren’t okay” she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Well your right I’m not okay..” I trailed off not wanting to tell what happened. She sighed and turned back to the customer that had just arrived at her cash register.
“Hurry up and get what you need, the store is closing up pretty soon” she turned to wink at me. I smiled and walked to get a cart. I hurried down the aisles and rounded up the things the were on the list and some things that I needed for myself.
Every time Monna worked she would always give me discounts on things so I was able to have money left over to buy things for myself, so Mike wouldn’t noticed. I appreciated that. Mike was never one to buy me things that I just wanted. For example, like make-up, nail polish, bracelets, and so on. At times Monna would even give me money to be able to have enough to buy clothes or CD’s. She never cared about how much money she wasted on me as long as I was happy. Once I tried to pay her back but she just rejected me and threw the money back at me. She was always so giving and never liked to receive anything in return, okay maybe a thank you but that’s about it. I thank God every day for giving me such a friend.
“Okay, lady ring it up!”
“Yes ma’am” she saluted me. “He didn’t take it lightly, did he?” It sounded more like a statement then a question, but I still answered.
“No, when does he ever take things lightly.”
“True,” she rang out the last of the things. “Need any extra tonight?” she asked looking up at me.
“Nope not tonight, babe.” I smiled and handed her the money.
“You know you shouldn’t be walking out at night by yourself, right? Especially in this area.”
“I know, but dear old daddy insisted that I get the groceries. I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” I assured her.
“I don’t know..” she looked down at her watch and said “Why don’t you wait for me and I’ll give you a ride home?”
“Then Mike is going to think I’m up and about with a guy doing god knows what.” I gave her a reassuring smile as I grabbed the bags and left before she could try and stop me.
Monna was right, these streets were nothing but trouble. I knew the kind of things that went on because of my older brother and his bragging about beating the living hell out of some one or of him and his “friends” shooting someone. It frighten me how people could be so heartless about others, but then again I should have gotten use to it by now with all the things they have done to me. I couldn’t help but think the world was really going down the drain with every evil thing that’s going around, and all the violence that they cause. How can it be so easy to see some one else suffering in front of you and you actually enjoying their pain or finding it amusing? What pleasures does that bring into their life?
“Well hello, sweet cheeks” said dark husky voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Do you know that its dangerous for a pretty thing like you to be walking around this late at night?” he said walking closer towards me.
“Yeah, thanks. I do know that, that’s why I’m heading back now.” I said nervously.
“Well that’s a good thing that you know, but I really can’t let you go so easily. You see, when I saw you walking right now I couldn’t help but feel this weird sensation here” he grabbed my hand making me let go of the bags and putting it on his crotch “so I wondered, if she looks so good, would she also be good in the sac or better?” he said smirking down at me.