"Bailey?" The whisper woke me up, but I didn't dear open my eyes. I already knew who it was. "Get in the bed, Jack." I mumbled moving over and pulling back the sheets so he could climb in. "Thanks. Sorry I didn't mean to wake you." Ever since Jack moved in with Miss, Evelyn, any time I stayed over and I was upset or anything Jack would climb into bed with me.
"Thanks Jackie" I mumbled as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "No problem, I knew you were upset and so was I." He mumbled placing his head into my shoulder. I grabbed his hand and pulled his body closer to mine. He chuckled and placed his head in my hair. After a few moments I could hear him lightly snoring.
I rotated myself around so I was facing towards him. I brushed his hair off his forehead and smiled. He was and has always been there for me. I have been in love with him since I was ten. I remember exactly what made me realize how special of a guy he was.
I was always the quiet girl. I didn't have any friends. All I ever did was hanging out with the Mercer boys and that didn't give me a great reputation. I remember Bobby or Jerry would pick me up from school because my mom would always forget and I would end up having to walk home alone. I was always mature for my age.
I would have to cook my own meals since I was five and get dress by myself. My parents weren't always shitty parents. I remember being loved and I always got what I wanted. I was their only child. I remember when I was four, my dad's father died of a heart attack. I remember hearing my mother talk about how much money we were going to get from him dying. My dad was so upset about losing his dad.
I remember staying at Miss. Evelyn's house when they went to the funeral. When they came back, they weren't my parents anymore. My mother was as bitter as ever and ended up drinking away her problems. My dad wasn't as bad, but as time went on, their fighting got worse and my dad got even more depressed. He had lost his job five days before he ended up killing himself.
I will never really know if the depression got to him or was it my mom that got to him? I could understand how my mom did it. She was a cruel woman. She knew exactly what to say to make you want to curl up in a ball and die. She knew all the right points to press. I was the biggest one. I was my dad's pride and joy. I was his baby girl.
What kind of person would use their daughter as a weapon? It got so bad and their drinking got so horrible, it seemed like I was always getting beaten for the stupidest reasons. But once my dad died, the beatings got ten times worse. That's when I realized that my dad protected me as much as he could from my mom.
I sighed and closed my eyes. I just wanted to go to sleep and forget the world for a couple of hours.
"Bailey, what do you do to get your mom to beat you so bad?" A blonde headed girl chuckled pointed at the cut on my cheek. My hand went flying over my left cheek as I stared down at the lunch room table. The blonde headed girl was the sister of Bobby's new girlfriend. Jack placed his lunch down and sat across from me.
"Is she bothering you again?" Jack asked leaning forward nodding over to the blonde girl. "Don't say anything to Bobby. He likes this new girl and I don't want her brat of a sister ruining that." I mumbled biting into my green apple.
"Well mom hates Lacey, so maybe we should tell Bobby." I finished chewing my apple and stared at Jack for a while. Miss. Evelyn never hated anyone. I was shocked the word hate even came out of her mouth. "Did she say why?" I asked taking another bite.
"Yeah, she said she was using Bobby for money or something like that." The bell rung and Jack took my trash throwing it away. I smirked, well if Miss. Evelyn didn't like this girl… I should probably tell Bobby huh? It would surely make my life easier. "Has Bobby said anything about Lacey?" I should probably check and make sure Bobby didn't love her or something. I would feel awful if he broke up with her and I found out he really liked her.
"I heard him talking to Angel saying she was nothing, but a good lay." He shrugged as we walked back into our classroom. Well, in that case I had to tell Bobby.
Finally school was over and Jerry was standing out front waiting on me and Jack. I ran ahead of Jack to greet Jerry. I had to make sure Bobby was at the house. "Hey Jer, is Bobby home?" I asked as he walked me and Jack back towards the Mercer's house.
"Yeah, he just pulled up as I was leaving. Why?" Jerry said chuckling taking my book bag off my back carrying it for me. "I just need to talk to Bobby about something." Jerry sighed and looked at Jack to see if he would give him a better answer. Jack shook his head and I walked faster seeing the Mercer's house in the distance. The closer I got the faster I walked, soon enough I started jogging up the driveway. I opened the front door and ran into Angel.
"Jesus girl! You scared the shit out of me." Angel said patting my head. "Angel! Language!" Miss. Evelyn yelled from the kitchen. "Sorry Ma." He mumbled walking pass me and outside. I knew he was going to go smoke with Jerry or something. I started walking towards the kitchen to ask where Bobby was when I heard giggling coming from the living room. I stopped peaking around the corner.
Lacey was sitting in Bobby's lap kissing his neck while he looked over her shoulder at the T.V. Lacey had bleach blond hair with light pink highlights. She was skinny and extremely tall. That's how Bobby liked his girlfriends or that's what I heard Jerry say once. I walked in and cleared my throat.
"Bay!" Bobby threw Lacey off of him and turned bright pink. The one thing about Bobby was that he didn't let Jack nor I see him or the others be all over girls around us. "Bobby! It's just Bailey. Come on, I have to be home in an hour to watch Alex."
"Knock it off. What is it Bay?" He asked softly to me. "I need to talk to you." He nodded and mumbled something to Lacey before following me into the hallway.
"Is something wrong?" I nodded and rubbed my arm. I didn't want him getting mad at me. "Alex keeps saying really mean things to me. What have you told Lacey about me?" I saw Bobby's vein on his neck popped out and he grabbed my hand pulling me back into the living room. I didn't know if he was mad at me or Lacey.
"What the hell did you tell your sister?" He snapped at her.
"What are you talking about?" She chuckled nervously standing up from the couch. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, Miss. Evelyn poking her head out of the kitchen with a smile on her face "Your brat of a sister has been messing with mine because of your dumb bimbo ass." He yelled causing her to jump a bit and Miss. Evelyn's grin got bigger as the fight began to heat up.
"Excuse me? She's not even your damn sister! She's your neighbor, who has a crazy mother. That's not my problem." She yelled back at him. The vein in Bobby's neck seemed to get bigger and I knew she was done.
"She is my sister. Actually she is kind of like my own daughter, so get the fuck out of my house!" Her jaw dropped and she quickly grabbed her jacket and purse. She rammed her shoulder into mine causing me to lose my balance. Bobby quickly caught me and ran after her out the door yelling insults at her.
I walked into the kitchen and climbed into a chair next to Jack, who was already starting his homework eating some chips. I pulled my books out of my book bag and began working. Miss. Evelyn placed a cookie in front of me. "I thought we were aloud cookies before dinner?" I asked picking up the cookie with caution. I didn't know if I was in trouble or something.
"It's a thank you gift." She said giving me a wink and went back to cooking. Jack looked at me and whimpered. "I want one"
"You have chips, Jackie" She said siring the pasta that was cooking on the stove. I smiled biting into the cookie.
"Hey! Hey! Get up!" I groaned pulling the pillow over my head to block out his annoying ass voice. "Bobby, I'm tired!" I just wanted to sleep in, but he wasn't going to let that happen.
"Get your ass up and cook us some breakfast. I want that famous Bay-Bay breakfast" He yelled pulling the covers off of me. I groaned and threw my pillow at him. "You missed!"
I turned over and saw that Jack wasn't there anymore. He must have gone and gotten a shower. I rubbed my eyes and pulled my hair up. I walked over to my suitcase pulling out a hoodie. I sat back on my bed trying to wake up. I smiled up at the ceiling remembering my dream that I had. I had so many great memories at this house, but I also had some sucky ones.
I was just thankful it was a nice dream instead of a horrible one like I normally had. It always seemed like I never had bad dreams when I slept with Jack.
"Bailey! Get your ass down here!" Bobby yelled slamming his fist on the kitchen table. "I'm coming, you fat ass!" I screamed back. If I knew they would love my breakfast burritos so much, I would have never had made them when I was fifteen. I hated waking up early to make them food.
