That night, I was to infuriated to even look anyone in the eyes when I got home. That boy actually thought he could get to me. But I was lucky enough I got a chance to smack the living hell out of that boy then I took off running.
I groaned in frustration.
I'd kill him if I could. Infact since he lives across the street, that might be arranged. I mean he almost killed me early today anyway. I would have won that fight if he wasn't so damn strong. But in the end i got the point nose wasn't bleeding because he hit me, it was because I had been screaming so loud. But it had stopped. But my ankle was killing me. I could get some ice from this 7/11 I walked past. I saw ofcourse Wunclears face on the tv screens in the shops.

And I did remember another encounter I had with this blonde. BOOM! "Aw girl again? " he ghetto accent and blond hair. Not this bitch again. And I was only a block away from the house. "My bad "I roughtly said. We were right past this damn 7/11 that was splattered in off black paint. But she stopped me in my tracks. "What the hell is wrong with you? "She had eyed my messy appearance. "Is dat blood? "She pinched my shirt. I sighed. " skip it "I said. "Well take dis when you feel like you wanna jump the bitches who did this too you "before I could do anything she shoved a piece of white paper in the front of my shirt then took off past me.

I had also been decorating my room but fuck it know. I didn't want to go back to Texas and right now I didn't want to stay here in woodcrest. I was even more terrified for my poor little brother. And I hella miss him.
"You wanna go to the movies? "Carrot top bounced out of nowhere in my door way. I shook my head.
"Wow you look mad "she said it like I was a little dog."no "I calmly said.
"Why! "She carried out. I shrugged, the solution to everything. She nodded."oh it'll be fun! You've only been here a few days "jasmine said. I shrugged again."yea actually 100 days"I exaggerated. Atleast that's what it felt like. But It had been a few hours after the tree top accident."Come on, it'll be fun "she chimmed. I still shrugged."I'm not in the mood "I finally said.

"Ok, fine "she crossed her arms.
We were both 14 and I knew tom wouldn't even let us see a PG-13 movie. So what the fuck was the point.
She finally left and I was glad I had the house to myself. I eyed the gigantic bottle of red whine that was placed on the kitchen counter. Ugh I moaned. Wunclear owned everything. And living here I knew I lived in enemy territory which made matters only worse.
I shut it off and just passed out on my mattress.

-The next morning -

My eyes were closed, legs crossed on the porch. It was fairly sunny and I had been enjoying the sun rays. Not with the hoodie on but against my face. I had worn a short a skirt but a purple tank top, no shoes. I heard no further shit from my aunt and uncle about me living here or no whaling tears from my cousin about this alleged break up from her and that boy. She had every right to dump his ...- I can't even think a word - ass.
"And I'm thinking about filing a restraining order against you "Speaking of feeling hostile once more, I felt the same boy sit down right next to me on the porch without even opening my eyes.
"You can't when I got these "he had been shaking something. I opened my angered eyes and turned to look at him. "What the hell? ''I said he was holding the little orange bottle. I was in shock."They fell out your pocket the other day "he said. I quickly took them from him. Thank God! But no thank you will go to this boy. Infact yesterday after I slapped him then he threw me against the tree, he probally stole them and took him a few.
"Why didn't you give them give them to me yesterday? "I asked sliding them in my pocket. He cocked his head at me."your secret is out "he said. My heart stopped and my eyes dialated.

Oh HELL...

"Look, you WON'T tell anybody about this ''I demmanded firmly.
It wasn't really a secret actually, but it was something I never told anyone. The cops could put me in rehab or could've I been so stupid and not careful. I hardly knew the boy but now he knew more about me than anyone had now. Damnit.
"That's why I waited until I saw you again to give them to you "he said. I took it into consideration. "See, I could've let you kill yourself without your medication considering I don't believe in being the bigger man, but your not worth going to jail for "he said. I couldn't tell if he was serious. Oddly enough, his harsh statement didn't even One single bit. My anger had melted away with just his one sentence. Knowing he seriously could've hurt me ...satisfied him.
I just nodded. Infact, I think I took it as compliment ...
"That's ...nice" I simply said with a nod.
"And I think next time, I will let you kill yourself "he said.

Ouch.

We sat in silence for a minute. With him, a pause of silence wasn't awkward. It was rather...relaxing.
It was like this boy wasn't human. His eyes were crimson after all.
"So you don't want to go home? "I asked looking towards him. "Riley, my younger brother in there watching real housewives of Compton with my grandad. He likes to turn the volume all the way up "he said. I nodded. So there was more of his blood.

"So I'm guessing you don't want to go inside my house either? "I said. Then I remembered his ex was my shook his head. Me neither actually. It was so relaxed and content on Sundays. Boring in my words.
"Come on "he said sliding off the porch. I wasn't regretting following him, atleast he was someone who could keep a secret. And I don't know what it was, but I loved to hate him so much, it was actually a stalemate of my emotions.

"Why did you leave her? "I had to know.
He kicked a soda can infront of him. We had been doing nothing but walking up and down the streets of the city. There were a few clouds in the orange sky but,He promised when it got dark we'd be back. I didn't care either way.
"Well technically, "it was on the tip of his tounge.
"She's just, jasmine I guess "he said. I nodded. Which was true. Me and her never really got along away.
"I know you still want that girl"I mumbled. He shook his head. "We were better off friends " he said.
"Oh yeah, where your not making out anymore, but your still treating her like shit "I said scooting next to him for the first time. He gave me a look.
"She was so weak anyway, I bet all you did was make her cry" I added. He sighed."I'm not that heartless, I just tried to undo all the lies her parents fed her whole life "he said. I nodded. "Which is the problem with America today, innocence "I said. "Exzactly "he said.
Walking with him didn't feel as weird as I thought. He actually wasn't heartless like everyone said he was. He was just...blunt honest to everyone.
"I don't think your that heartless actually "I said in a low tone. He remained silent. "I don't think your insane " he finally said. It was a brief moment of realization. I looked up to him.
"So you took the time to research my meds "I said. He had a slight smirk."well, you finally figured it out "he said.
God, I just thought he was just sadistic. He was just the living breathing truth.
"Say, I kinda like you "I said. Just think a few hours ago I wanted him dead. He stopped in his tracks. I instantly threw my arms up."no, no, like a friend,not the benefit kind either "I said as I felt my face started to blush a little bit. He sighed with a slight smile. At first I felt ...normal for once knowing he was on my level.
"I think the heat from the sun and your hoodie is getting to you "he said. He tugged on the sleeve. I pulled the sleeve harder against my arm."aren't you hot? "He asked. I quickly shook my head.
It was just getting slightly darker and surprisingly it was also getting hotter.
I guess he got the message.
"You still don't want to talk about? "He said. "You know, what would your mom say if you found out you gave a girl a nose bleed and made one cry?"I questioned back in sarcasm. "Uh shes dead so I don't have to worry too much about that "he said. I stopped in my tracks.

Damn, damn, "Damn, I'm sorry "I said. He shrugged." Don't worry bout it "he said back. I took a glance at him as we walked. He didn't notice luckily. ''Talk about it "I said. He took a long sigh then wiped his face. Now he knew how I felt. "Look, her and my dad were killed in a car accident when I was 7, Riley 5"he said. "Grandad got custody, moved us out here when spent our inheritance on the house"he added.I didn't know if I could lay a hand on his shoulder without him thinking I felt sorry for him. But I knew I didn't dislike him as much as I had anymore.
"Well I didn't know my dad, and my mom enjoyed beating the hell out of me and my little brother, "I told him. "But when the word got out, The CPS sent me here but because Kendrick had a different dad they sent him with his relatives "I said. He nodded. So in a way we both had our issues around the same topic. I had only told maybe 3 people my oh, that was just the begining. We turned the corner from the bookstore as it began to get slightly darker."You don't know where he's at? "He asked. I shook my head. I could only pray, if that Kendrick was ok. "And he doesn't know where I am either "I said my voice dropping some octives. There was a pause of silence. "Do you mind again "asks taking out the orange bottle. The feeling was shook his head so I popped one down my throat. I felt it hit the walls of my throat as it went down. My throat was so dry it was impossible to swallow. I forced it down anyway.
"It was when I turned 13, I guess you could say that's when I got hooked"I said. My lips wanted to curve into a slight devious smile even through I knew it was nothing to want to smile or even talk about. It was more than snapping though.
"Talk to me "he said.
"All of it started to really get me. The stress, the fear. It was a horrible combination. I just...needed another way "I told him then wasn't exzactly like that. I had always been a mild skitzo living with chronic depression. Thats when my friends mom had gave me the pills since she was a nurse. I guess anyone could say '' they make the voices go away''. I hadn't been to the doctor since i had to get my tonsils out when i was 7. I figured she might know something about me after all. But she never said anything about them being addicting. She gave me about 10 other bottles before i left.

I had been living with it for almost a year now. I didn't want to make me sound like a stupid junkie on drugs or another sob story. He seemed to except it without any problems. Anyone else would probally look at me like i'm crazy and run away. I actually felt him step closer towards me.

I felt his arm around me suddenly before he embraced me in a hug. I didn't want to resist I quickly hugged him back. He carried the scent of dark chocolate. It actually wasn't even like that actually it was more like we just...felt bad at the moment.

"Life is fucked up "he mumbled into my ear before letting me go. He spoke true words of wisdom once again. Like I how I hated him earlier and wasn't to sure if I still did.

I told you she was crazy! R&R