Chapter 1
"I can't believe you're going to do this to me. I thought that you loved me, David. I guess I was wrong." I couldn't believe this idiot. I took my right hand back and slapped him. "Pack your stuff and get the hell out. Go live with one of you're sluts or something. Just get the hell out."
"Come, on, babe. Don't do this. You know that you don't mean it." He tried wrapping his arms around me, but I pushed him away.
"The hell I don't. I want you out, out of my house, and out of my life. Just take your stuff and leave. I don't want to see you anywhere near here again." I blinked back the tears, that were trying to fall. "I loved you, put a roof over your head, and this is how you repay me? By fucking, Alisha, one of my best friend? God, I should have listened to my family. They were right about you. You're just some fuck that's looking for a good time. Well, you aren't going to get it anymore. You better be out of this house by the time I get back." I needed to get out of here. I needed to go somewhere, anywhere. I turned around and walked out to my car. I drove around for what seemed like forever, finally pulling up in front of Katie's house. I took my key out of the ignition and walked up the steps and opened her door.
"Katie, you home?"
"Yeah, I heard what happened to you and David. Sorry." She pulled me into a hug. "You should come to L.A. with me. I'm leaving tomorrow morning, 5am if you wanna go. I already got this house bought down there and everything. Two bedrooms." I smiled. "I knew that you want to come with anyway. You always said that you wanted to get out of the shit hole. Now's your chance." My grin got bigger.
"Yeah, sure. I got nothing holding me back anymore. I better get home and pack then, huh? Well, I'll see you later. Bye" I waved my hand and left. When I got home, David was gone, and I was there by myself. I pulled my long blood red hair into a ponytail and started to pack. It was gonna be so much fun. The next day I pulled up to Katie's house and got out. "Mornin' Katie! You ready?" She nodded and walked to her 2000 for explorer and I got in my 1967 Pontiac GTO and we headed out.
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We pulled up to our new place and looked around. "Katie, I hate to tell you, but this isn't what I expected. I mean, I wasn't expecting some house or anything, but damn, bitch, this needs a lot of work done on her. Couldn't you have picked something else out?" She glared at me.
"Shut up, Randy, this is the best I could do. `Sides, you can fix it up easy. No problem." When we were talking we didn't notice our neighbours walk up. "You know that you coulda stayed up there."
"Excuse me," I looked at the person with the deep voice. He had a built body, and a bald head. "But you look like you could use some help carrying your boxes in." I looked behind me.
"Yeah, I guess we could. What do you think, Katie?" She just nodded. "Yeah, okay. I'm Randy and this is Katie." I stuck out my left hand with the dragon tatoo going around it nad he shook it.
"Dom, this is my girl Letty, my sister Mia, and my friends, Vince, Brian, Leon, and Jesse." Dom and his friends started taking out the boxes and bringing then inside the house. When we were done me and the guys went inside to have some drinks and the girls stayed outside.
"What the fuck are you talking about, bitch." Then I heard a fist connect with a jaw. We ran outside.
"Katie! What the fuck are you doing?" Dom lifted Letty off Katie, and I stood above Katie, blocking the sun from blinding her. "Jesus, we ain't even here for 24 hours, and you're already fighting. I thought that was my job?" I pulled her up.
"She started it."
"I don't give a damn who the fuck started it. You should've not provoked her." My anger was rising and she could tell.
"Sorry."
"Don't say that to me. Say it to Letty."
Katie turned to Letty, "Sorry." She turned back to me. "Happy now?" She walked into the house.
We all stood there looking at the door and I rocked back and forth on my feet while looking at the ground. "It wasn't really her fault. Letty's been known to lose the temper and hit somebody. Katie wasn't the first and she won't be the last." Dom tried to reason.
"Thanks, Dom."
"Yeah, well, it's true." I was still looking at the ground.
"It's not her fault, Dom. Katie, most likely said something to her, and well, ya know." We heard something drop inside and an oops.
"Randy? You never really liked that blue and green vase did you?" My face paled. "Oh, shit, that's that vase Nick gave you before he left, wasn't it? I am so sorry. You have no idea. I go out and by you a new one. I promise." I shut my eyes, trying to gain control of the tears that were trying to fall. 'Chris.' God, I missed him. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, waiting for me to answer, but I couldn't answer. It was like I lost my voice.
"It's okay, Katie. You didn't mean to do it. Don't worry about it." I called back. I walked into the house and up to my room. I flopped down on the bed. I didn't care if they were all in the bach yard or not. I sat up and started to unpack. I looked the tattoo on my wrist.
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"No way, Chris. I'm not getting a tattoo. Forget it. No fucking way." I shook my head, blood red hair flowing side to side.
"Come on, Randy. It won't hurt. Do it, for me?" With his dark brown eyes, he gave me a puppy dog look. "Please?"
"Chris, I can't. You gotta be over 18 to get tattoo's and I'm only 14." I tried to reason with him. It wasn't going to work.
"So, you look over 18, lie. C'mon. For me?" He kissed the inside of my palm.
"Okay, for you. But I'm only doing this because I love you." We walked inside and Chris told the dude to put a dragon going around my wrist. Chris held my hand until the buddy was done and kissed me on the cheek as we walked out of the store.
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"Randy?" I opened my eyes. "You okay?" I nodded my head, but I felt like shit. I should have known better than to believe what Chris said. *Yeah, he loved you, loved to see you in pain. You should've listened to your mother when she told you that Chris was no good. You're such and idiot.* "Everybody's worried about you. Especially that Vince dude. Come downstairs. I'm really sorry about that vase, you know that don't you? I would never hurt you on intentionally."
"Yeah, I know. So, I seen you looking at Jesse. You like him, huh?" I teased as she blushed. Laughing, we went downstairs.
"I can't believe you're going to do this to me. I thought that you loved me, David. I guess I was wrong." I couldn't believe this idiot. I took my right hand back and slapped him. "Pack your stuff and get the hell out. Go live with one of you're sluts or something. Just get the hell out."
"Come, on, babe. Don't do this. You know that you don't mean it." He tried wrapping his arms around me, but I pushed him away.
"The hell I don't. I want you out, out of my house, and out of my life. Just take your stuff and leave. I don't want to see you anywhere near here again." I blinked back the tears, that were trying to fall. "I loved you, put a roof over your head, and this is how you repay me? By fucking, Alisha, one of my best friend? God, I should have listened to my family. They were right about you. You're just some fuck that's looking for a good time. Well, you aren't going to get it anymore. You better be out of this house by the time I get back." I needed to get out of here. I needed to go somewhere, anywhere. I turned around and walked out to my car. I drove around for what seemed like forever, finally pulling up in front of Katie's house. I took my key out of the ignition and walked up the steps and opened her door.
"Katie, you home?"
"Yeah, I heard what happened to you and David. Sorry." She pulled me into a hug. "You should come to L.A. with me. I'm leaving tomorrow morning, 5am if you wanna go. I already got this house bought down there and everything. Two bedrooms." I smiled. "I knew that you want to come with anyway. You always said that you wanted to get out of the shit hole. Now's your chance." My grin got bigger.
"Yeah, sure. I got nothing holding me back anymore. I better get home and pack then, huh? Well, I'll see you later. Bye" I waved my hand and left. When I got home, David was gone, and I was there by myself. I pulled my long blood red hair into a ponytail and started to pack. It was gonna be so much fun. The next day I pulled up to Katie's house and got out. "Mornin' Katie! You ready?" She nodded and walked to her 2000 for explorer and I got in my 1967 Pontiac GTO and we headed out.
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We pulled up to our new place and looked around. "Katie, I hate to tell you, but this isn't what I expected. I mean, I wasn't expecting some house or anything, but damn, bitch, this needs a lot of work done on her. Couldn't you have picked something else out?" She glared at me.
"Shut up, Randy, this is the best I could do. `Sides, you can fix it up easy. No problem." When we were talking we didn't notice our neighbours walk up. "You know that you coulda stayed up there."
"Excuse me," I looked at the person with the deep voice. He had a built body, and a bald head. "But you look like you could use some help carrying your boxes in." I looked behind me.
"Yeah, I guess we could. What do you think, Katie?" She just nodded. "Yeah, okay. I'm Randy and this is Katie." I stuck out my left hand with the dragon tatoo going around it nad he shook it.
"Dom, this is my girl Letty, my sister Mia, and my friends, Vince, Brian, Leon, and Jesse." Dom and his friends started taking out the boxes and bringing then inside the house. When we were done me and the guys went inside to have some drinks and the girls stayed outside.
"What the fuck are you talking about, bitch." Then I heard a fist connect with a jaw. We ran outside.
"Katie! What the fuck are you doing?" Dom lifted Letty off Katie, and I stood above Katie, blocking the sun from blinding her. "Jesus, we ain't even here for 24 hours, and you're already fighting. I thought that was my job?" I pulled her up.
"She started it."
"I don't give a damn who the fuck started it. You should've not provoked her." My anger was rising and she could tell.
"Sorry."
"Don't say that to me. Say it to Letty."
Katie turned to Letty, "Sorry." She turned back to me. "Happy now?" She walked into the house.
We all stood there looking at the door and I rocked back and forth on my feet while looking at the ground. "It wasn't really her fault. Letty's been known to lose the temper and hit somebody. Katie wasn't the first and she won't be the last." Dom tried to reason.
"Thanks, Dom."
"Yeah, well, it's true." I was still looking at the ground.
"It's not her fault, Dom. Katie, most likely said something to her, and well, ya know." We heard something drop inside and an oops.
"Randy? You never really liked that blue and green vase did you?" My face paled. "Oh, shit, that's that vase Nick gave you before he left, wasn't it? I am so sorry. You have no idea. I go out and by you a new one. I promise." I shut my eyes, trying to gain control of the tears that were trying to fall. 'Chris.' God, I missed him. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, waiting for me to answer, but I couldn't answer. It was like I lost my voice.
"It's okay, Katie. You didn't mean to do it. Don't worry about it." I called back. I walked into the house and up to my room. I flopped down on the bed. I didn't care if they were all in the bach yard or not. I sat up and started to unpack. I looked the tattoo on my wrist.
$%$%$%$FLASHBACK$%$%$%$
"No way, Chris. I'm not getting a tattoo. Forget it. No fucking way." I shook my head, blood red hair flowing side to side.
"Come on, Randy. It won't hurt. Do it, for me?" With his dark brown eyes, he gave me a puppy dog look. "Please?"
"Chris, I can't. You gotta be over 18 to get tattoo's and I'm only 14." I tried to reason with him. It wasn't going to work.
"So, you look over 18, lie. C'mon. For me?" He kissed the inside of my palm.
"Okay, for you. But I'm only doing this because I love you." We walked inside and Chris told the dude to put a dragon going around my wrist. Chris held my hand until the buddy was done and kissed me on the cheek as we walked out of the store.
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"Randy?" I opened my eyes. "You okay?" I nodded my head, but I felt like shit. I should have known better than to believe what Chris said. *Yeah, he loved you, loved to see you in pain. You should've listened to your mother when she told you that Chris was no good. You're such and idiot.* "Everybody's worried about you. Especially that Vince dude. Come downstairs. I'm really sorry about that vase, you know that don't you? I would never hurt you on intentionally."
"Yeah, I know. So, I seen you looking at Jesse. You like him, huh?" I teased as she blushed. Laughing, we went downstairs.