"What Happened?"
Best Friends
Intro
I can't stand him anymore. I can't wait to get away from him. I see him there standing in front of me in the living room speaking to me but I can only see his lips moving and the angry expression on his face. His face, oh yes, his beautiful face that held black shimmering eyes of shadow, it looked as if his eyes were stricken with hurt. But I don't care, I hate you now.
My hand slides to my cheek and I caress the heated skin that burned a hot red, but I couldn't feel anything. Then I looked at him again; his arms are waving around trying to get my attention like I am daft and dumb. But then again I can't hear or make out anything he's saying, all I can feel is a warm hum sound on my ears. I can hear and feel the way the lights hit my face, it was a beautiful feeling. It's almost how I usually feel when I'm around you. All of a sudden my vision starts to waver and there are two of you in my vision. Then I fall to the ground and remember nothing. Every time I think back on this memory I always feel sick afterwards. But then again who wouldn't feel sick after waking up in their bed completely covered with vomit. My eyes open to reveal blurred colors. What? Why can't I see anything? I quickly pull my arm out from under the covers to rub my eyes but the task proved to be hard with my lack of aiming skills. It seemed as if I could not connect my balled fist with my clouded eyes.
This frightens me. Where could I be? I bring my clenched hand down a bit to rest next to my head. My body stilled and I shut my lavender eyes. I let out a small sigh when I become aware of the soft mushy thing my head is laying upon, and the high count threaded sheets that were twisted around my bare feet. I must be at home in bed…thank the lord. And for a minute there I almost thought I was in some abductor's house, drugged and locked in a room waiting to be raped and killed for some evil perverts amusement. My face twists into a scowl; who the hell would want to abduct me anyways when there is a perfectly normal and actually PRETY girl in the next room.
As my vision starts to clear up I begin to see the tan color of my shaded walls that are covered with my life's memories; Some hats, cards, essays from class, random things here and there, and pictures of me and one of my best friends. Her hair is a bobby pink bubble gum splash that's unique and radiating cheeriness while there I stood next to her with my plane dark hair that was hardly styled. Her face was painted with red lipstick that only further brought out her wonderful features and there I was with my plane blistex covered lips that screamed ' I read in my spare time and have no life instead of making out with hot boys and getting my-!' My head tilts down in shame a bit as I start to mentally berate myself for thinking so jealously. My mother didn't raise me to be a jealous person but sometimes it seems that Sakura is everything I wish to be.
While trying to push myself up on wobbly arms I slide my bare legs out of bed and onto the shaggy white carpet. As my world centers and begins to still I decide to inspect myself. My face twists into a grimace of disgust as I see the little red chunks of nasty smelly crap, not literal crap mind you, that has taken over parts of my arm…oh yep, its in my hair too. On shaky legs I walk to my bathroom outside in the hall across from my roommate's bedroom like a drunken swaggering pirate. Quickly I brace myself on the cold counter and stare into the wall covered mirror above it. I am truly and utterly disgusting. Yes, I'll even say it again: I am disgusting! What in gods name is this crap all over my-! Again my own thoughts cut me off in the middle of my mental rant. I realized that these chunks of foul smelling mush stuff is stuck in my tangled hair, face, arms legs, shirt! My white shirt that thankfully covers the ugly hello kitty panties I'm wearing had once had a very clever cartoon logo on it but it's now completely covered with spew!
The only thing that I can think of is "What happened."