RECAP
Throughout the movie we heard yelling, things being thrown, and crying which I'm guessing was from my brother. Luke came and sat next to me on the couch. He put his arm around my shoulders and I leaned into him. We have to stick together to get through this. I hope he doesn't leave anytime soon. I know it sounds kind of selfish, but I'm dreading the day he has to leave for college.
I put my arms around him and slowly drifted off to sleep to the very calming sounds of my friends screams of terror as they were engulfed in the horror movie.
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We all woke up the next morning in time for school meaning we all had like two hours of sleep. Nine tired teenagers bustling around at six in the morning is not a fun experience. I was borrowing a shirt and shorts from Catherine and Luke was borrowing some of Will's clothes. I was in the bathroom with Brian in the shower and Justin, Luke, Emily, and I were all trying to brush our teeth at the same time.
"Ew Justin, you just spit on my toothbrush!" Emily said inspecting the toothbrush. He gave her a big smile with his teeth covered in toothpaste and went back to brushing.
"Leaving in five!" Will yelled from the living room. I quickly finished in the bathroom and ran upstairs to get my shoes and hopped around trying to get them on faster. I ran back downstairs to see Will and Marcus picking up their keys.
"Okay I can take five and Marcus can take two." Will said. He had a car and Marcus had a truck.
"Split how you want I don't care. Let's just go."
I followed Catherine, Emily, Justin, and Brian to Will's car, leaving Jess and Luke to go with Marcus.
"Beat you there!" Will yelled running out of the house and to his car.
"Bye mom!" Catherine yelled before following her brother outside. Luke pushed past me and jumped into Marcus' truck.
"Com on!" He yelled. Poor Marcus and Jess ran out of the house barefoot. I ran to the car and jumped in the back. Will started pulling out of the driveway before I even closed the door. Once we got into the road we sped off towards school leaving the other three in the dust.
We were driving along through downtown, when the road split into two lanes. All of a sudden a rickety old white truck sped past us with my brother hanging out the window, pointing and laughing at us.
Will grunted and sped up. We got stuck at a red light and they sped away happily. I frowned and crossed my arms.
"That's no fair." I grumbled and looked out the window as we started driving again.
When we finally made it to school we parked next to the others.
"What took you guys so long?" Marcus asked leaning against his truck.
"Ha ha very funny." Will said rolling his eyes. We all walked into school together and split up to go to separate classes. My first classes were long and boring as usual, but I was excited when lunch came. I'm so happy that it's 10th and 12th graders together. It's very convenient. I claimed our usual table since I was the first of the group to make it to lunch. I put my backpack down and sat at my seat a little left of the middle of the table. With my head in my hands and my eyes closed, I thought about things that I've been trying to avoid all day, like going back home, what my father will say and do, but mostly I was worried about my mother.
My mom is an, interesting person I guess you could say. She's very quiet and is usually in her and my fathers bedroom. She only occasionally comes out, and when she does she gives me a broken smile before returning upstairs soon after. She wasn't always like this though. She used to be a happy and loving mother. We used to go out to eat and play mini-golf, we used to have fun. I'm not sure exactly what happened, and I'm not sure I ever will know, but something just changed one day and she's never been the same. I missed my mom and I was worried about her being home alone with him for so long.
"Caity, Caity, Caitlyn! You look lonely!" Luke sang out walking towards me with Brian and Justin in tow, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Hey Luke." I responded giving him a small smile. He sat across from me as more and more people walked into the cafeteria. Soon all of our friends were talking and laughing in their normal lunch seats. I was between Jill and Emily who were trying to get me involved in the conversation. Let's just say it didn't work so well. I would say something, which the conversation would build of of and I didn't have to talk again. I was to lost in thought, and honestly I was really scared to go home in two and a half hours. My father will be mad no doubt about it. The question is how mad he'll be. I think Luke and I just made it worse for ourselves not going home last night.
"Okay Caitlyn, you have to go to class now. And don't be zoning out too much during English." I heard a voice from behind me say. Luke was standing there with his arms crossed. He had a stupid smirk on his face.
"I know you're scared, but I'll be there with you. We'll be fine."
"Are you sure?" I asked standing up and putting my backpack on. He nodded and put his arm around my shoulders and walking us out of the cafeteria.
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When the last bell of the day rang I picked up my things and walked to my locker where I met Emily and Catherine.
"How are you doing girl?" Catherine asked me as I put my binders in my locker and pulled on my sweatshirt.
"Fine." I answered not looking at her. I'm a pretty good liar, until you look at my face. Apparently my eyes give it all away.
"You're lying." She said putting her arms around me. "What's wrong?"
I put my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes sighing. "I'm scared." I whispered burying my face in her shoulder.
"It's going to be okay." She whispered back trying to comfort me. The warning bell for the buses rang, so I picked my head up and the three of us walked outside together. Catherine quickly hugged me where we went separate ways and sighed.
"You really need to get a boyfriend to do this. People are going to think we're lesbians or something." She said trying to lighten the mood. I gave a small smile which completely contradicted my feelings and waved goodbye. Emily walked with Catherine and I turned and walked towards my bus. When I got there I walked towards the back where Luke was sitting alone, looking out the window. I plopped down next to him but he didn't even look over. He just sat there, slouched, with his arms crossed and a serious look on his face.
We rode in silence the whole way. He never turned in my direction so I just stared at the dull brown seat in front of me. Once we got to our stop we silently got up and walked off. We had to walk down the street a ways so I took a deep breathe and kept up with Luke's swift steps. When we went around the last corner Luke slowed considerably. He looked stressed and stopped for a minute when we were a few houses down. He turned to me for the first time, with his eyes closed. When he opened them he was serious and down to business. He pulled me into a hug and sighed.
"When we get in there I want you to go straight to your room, okay? No questions, no buts, got it good." I pulled away a little so I could see his face. I narrowed my eyes at him,
"I am not leaving you alone with him."
"I can handle myself." He mumbled pulling away completely. "Let's get this over with." He said walking at a fast pace again. He practically stormed into the house and quickly whispered,
"Go to your room."
"No, I'm not leaving you." I whispered standing behind him.
"GO!" He whispered more frantically. I heard the bathroom door slam and a very angry dad stomp in.
"Where the fuck were you two?!" He yelled walking right up to us and getting right in Luke's face. They were literally nose to nose, but Luke kept a perfectly calm face. He was wearing his usual white wife beater tank top and stained grey sweatpants. His beard was scraggly and his hair was greasy.
"Answer me!" He yelled pushing Luke back. He stumbled and knocked into me, causing me to fall and gain my fathers attention. He stepped around Luke and grabbed onto me, pulling me off the ground.
"Fine, if the boy won't tell me than you will." He gritted out and pushed me against the wall.
"I'm going to ask again, where were you last night?" Unlike Luke I was not calm when this guy was getting all up in my face. His nose centimeters from mine and his terrible breathe right in my breathing area. My eyes darted over to Luke who now looked very nervous. Yeah I know what you're thinking, why won't he help his little sister, he's so mean and helpless. He did tell me to go upstairs though, and from past experience I think he's learned his lesson.
"I-I told you, we were at a friends house." I somehow got out.
"Great. What friend?" He asked pushing me against the wall harder.
"Why do you want to know?" I asked immediately regretting it. My dad moved his face back a little. He looked shocked that I just spoke against him. That shock quickly changed to anger as he wound up and slapped me across the cheek. I would have fallen if it wasn't for him holding me up. I let out a small cry as he slammed me back against the wall.
"Where were you!" He screamed, spit flying in my face. I was shaking now.
"I think she's had enou-" Luke started to say before dad spun around and kicked him in the ribs. Luke fell to the ground clutching his side. Yeah, having an ex-MMA fighter as an abusive father isn't always the greatest. Dad turned back to me and smiled a sick smile.
"Are you ready to give it up yet?" He asked gripping my arms tighter. I was about to shake my head when Luke groaned,
"We were at Will and Catherine's." Dad chuckled tapping Luke's side with his toes.
"Now was that so hard, you worthless pieces of shit!" He said surprising me by slamming me against the wall, making me hit my head really hard. I got dizzy and my head hurt from impact. He let me go and I slid down the wall to a sitting position.
"Maybe next time will be easier." He said kicking my legs out of the way as he walked by and went to go watch TV. I just sat there holding the back of my head with my eyes closed. He actually did less than I was expecting. I could hear Luke's deep breathing as he tried to control himself. He took after dad with his anger issues. I opened my eyes to see that Luke had moved to a sitting position a few feet away from me. When I looked over to him he was still holding onto his side.
"Are you okay?" I asked quietly. He shot me a dirty look and used the wall to help him stand up.
"I told you to go to your room. Why can't you ever listen." He said before walking away towards the kitchen, probably to go get some ice. That was a good question. Why couldn't I have just listened? Maybe dad wouldn't have hurt either of us and just accepted that we were staying over someones house. Okay, that even sounds wrong to me. He would never let us get off easy for something like this. Maybe Luke wouldn't have gotten kicked, and maybe my head wouldn't feel like someone dropped a ton of rocks on my head. As I learned before, 'what's happened is now in the past. There isn't anything we can do about it now. All the pain we are in at the moment will be with us no matter how much we regret what we did to receive the pain.' That's me quoting Luke by the way. He always used to tell me that when I was younger.
I heard footsteps coming down the hall and tried to shrink back against the wall. It was only Luke coming for the stairs, probably heading for his room. He had an ice pack on his side and another one in his other hand. He looked over to me and threw me the extra ice pack. I caught it in the air and he went up the stairs. I just sat there for what felt like forever with the ice pack pressed against the back of my head until I finally decided to go upstairs. I went down the hall, past Luke's room to mine. I laid on the small twin bed pushed against the wall and almost instantly falling asleep from exhaustion. I fell into a dreamless sleep, just waiting for the next day to come.
A/N
So, how was that. I think it was a pretty long chapter with at least some action in it, right? I have no idea. I can't criticize my writing and for some reason always think it sucks, like a lot. Anyways, as a forewarning. I am going camping from Friday till Monday, so I probably won't be updating. There's like a 1% chance that I will. I'm going with people that are up at 5:30 a.m and don't stop moving until 11:00 or 12:00 p.m so it should be interesting. I might, maybe be able to write in some downtime and maybe get a chapter in by Thursday...I don't know. I should just shut up, I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. So until next time. :)