AN: I have two tests tomorrow so please make me happy by enjoying a (delayed?) new chapter of I'm In Trouble Now.
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I was lost. Not completely, I knew where I was but I had no idea on how to get home. Sighing I looked back at my school, I could go back and ask for my address and take a taxi but where would my pride be? Staring at my phone I had no clue what to do, I never mentioned where I lived on my slap page. Seeing a half Latina girl running out of the school and towards the half empty parking lot I smiled. I wish I was her, she seemed so happy, free from trouble while I stood here, on an empty street not knowing where to go.
"Jade?" The half Latina girl asked me. She clearly knew me, her worries for me was heard in her voice and was seen in her body language.
"Yeah?" I asked unsure on how to act.
"Everything all right?"
"Of course, don't be silly," I said and laughed a little at the end. The internet would probably give me the answers to where I lived.
"Well now I know somethings up, you never say silly and laugh," she stated. She looked friendly and I knew that I had known her but of course the question was how.
"Well it's quite embarrassing actually... It seems I have forgotten my address and I don't know how to get home," I said and stared at the bus, did it pass my home?
"Oh... I can drive you. I know where you live," she offered happily.
I looked surprised at her, she knew where I lived! How did she know that?
"... How?"
"Sorry?"
"How do you know where I live?" I asked slight freaking out, what if she was another creepy stalker?
"We're friends."
"Oh... I think I didn't catch your name there, what was it again?"
"Tori, you know the girl at the hospital showing you the internet," the so called Tori said. She didn't seemed mad nor disappointed in me for having forgotten her name even though we should be labelled as friends. Friends don't forget each other's names.
"Sorry, of course I remember you."
She seemed shocked over my behaviour and then I remembered I wasn't acting as myself. Of course if she would be my friend she would be shocked over my behaviour but the embarrassing thing was I didn't know how I acted around her. But at least now I knew, don't be polite.
"I'll drive you home," she stated and practically dragged me towards her car.
"I thought you didn't have a driven's license," I said surprised. I knew she hadn't a driven's licence because the red headed perky girl whom hadn't left me alone since I woke up on that hospital always complained about a girl in the group of friends whom didn't have driven's licence and how we always had to drive her around.
"I got one will you were... Out."
I nodded, life moves on will mine seemed frozen in ice or at the best moved backwards. I wanted to remember my life, not my accident but my life in general. I knew that my accident consistent of a failed gang rape and me getting shot. Every time I heard those awful police sirens I felt how the memory surfaced but I didn't want to remember it which is why I always panicked when I heard those police sirens.
"Here we are," Tori said and parked outside of a old house.
"This isn't were I live," I stated.
"Yeah it is," Tori said, sure of herself but I knew I didn't live here. It was a black wooden house whom had an unkept garden, the driveway's asphalt had weed growing out of cracks. This weren't where I lived. I was sure of it. The house was a beige house made out of stone. It had a iron fence around it and had a gate. The grass was always perfect and the garden had these magnificent flowers.
"But it looks wrong."
"Wait do you live with your mother or father?" Tori asked me which made me remember. I had moved away from my mother to my father.
"My father," I said. "I'm sorry, long day I forgot but it's okay I can walk from here."
"Are you crazy! You will never walk home again. I'll drive you," she snapped with such force I almost jumped in my seat. She seemed quite embarrassed over her reaction and eventually broke the awkward silence: "Sorry for that. Why did you move to your dad by the way?"
"This neighbourhood... A lot of police sirens and well I always end up on the floor crying when I hear those."
"Why?" She asked and she looked genuine interested. Plus she seemed like she had more of intelligence of life then the red headed.
"I panic... I know what happen to me I just don't remember but I don't want to. But every time I here those it seems like the memory surface up and I just can't stand it. I rather lye on the floor crying instead of, remember."
I looked embarrassed away, why did I just pour my heart out? Maybe because this girl looked so trustworthy. You could tell her you've killed a guy and she would still see it as an accident and try to help you. I wanted her help, her friendship.
"It's okay Jade. You're just human. I mean who wants to remember an accident like that?"
See this was my point, she was comforting me instead of laughing at it or rub it in my face. She didn't mock me nor telling me I should get over it and move on with my life.
"I don't want to be stuck in the past but I don't want to move forward until I know who I was. If I don't know who I was how can I then know who I am now?"
"Why do you need to know who you were to move on with your life? Shouldn't you just be yourself?"
I nodded she was right but it seemed as I'd been staple as the freak before and the more abnormal I acted the more strange looks I got. I didn't want strange looks, I didn't want pity stares and to get away from them I needed to act like my old self which meant I needed to know who I was before.
"I don't know," I said while picking at my sweater.
"Yeah, you do," she said sure of herself.
I looked up at her in surprise and she just laughed at me.
"We've been good friends. I know when you lie and try to hide something."
"If we were so good friends can you tell me the history of me and the boy with the hair."
She clearly tensed up behind the wheels before she said: "Rather not."
"Why not."
"Because he is an ass and you deserve thousand times better then him."
"That is quite of an opinion, you have anything that will back it up?" I asked wondering why she so suddenly could have this, hatred, for one person. She seemed so sweet, could she really hate?
"Yes, a lot. But I will not tell you because I believe you should build your opinion about the boy."
"How can I build an opinion about the boy if I don't know all his personalities?"
She seemed to think over what I said before she nodded rather dejected.
"You're right, as always. What is it with you and the need to always be right?"
"Because I'm always right, now stop avoiding the subject and tell me why you do not think he is worthy of me."
"He is an ass."
"But why do you think he is an ass?! He have had to done something, you don't think someone is an ass without a reason! Now tell me," I demanded.
She sighed before defeatedly said: "Well, I blame him for what happen to you."
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Well you were with him the night of the accident, you had a fight and well he literally kicked you out and you had to walk home. That night I almost lost you because of him and if that doesn't make him an ass then I don't know what does."
I was shocked over her words. He, the supposed boyfriend, kicked me out, let me walk home that night so I almost got gang raped and then shot!
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"
"No, no, no. You should have. I had the right to know. I had the need to know. Now at least I know why I was out walking that night. I wonder why I was so stupid?"
"You were probably scared of him! He tried to hit you!" She snapped. She was probably annoyed I tried to figure out over my own stupidity instead of calling him an ass but truth be told I didn't want to get to know Beck, the boy with hair, because simply I didn't feel anything for the boy. He only stared at me across the hall or flirted, talked, with other girls. He had shown zero interest in me while Cat, the perky red head, did everything and beyond to show me she was my friend. This half Latina girl, Tori was driving me home and it was taking an hour! André, the african-american was doing everything so I would be able to catch up in class.
"I don't like him to be honest," I told her and looked at the enormous house in front of me. My parents had so different economic situations. My mother barley made it for each month while my dad practically bathed in money. I had asked my little brother why we weren't anytime at all with our dad. He told me the simplest thing, he didn't like us nor wanted us there. Therefor our mother took care of us. But because of my current situation, sounding like I was a traumatised war victim every time police sirens passed by I stayed with my dad so I was spared of some dignity.
"You don't?!" Tori asked surprised.
"No, why should I? He hasn't done anything to show me he still wants his former label as my boyfriend," I said and smiled at her.
"You have driven me home, you have shown me the internet, you have shown interest in me to still be my friend so of course I'll put down my time and energy on you. Beck hasn't done anything and sure I can do something to show him I want our relationship but truth be told I can't chase after someone who I barely know after something we used to have. I don't know who I am how can I then chase after a former boyfriend? How can I drop everything and chase him and flatter him to make him mine again? I need to concentrate on me, because suddenly of all I am so far behind in every school work because I don't remember anything, suddenly I'm so confused so I don't even know where I live so tell me how I am supposed to chase after that boy whom have shown zero interest in me..." I didn't knew how to quite finnish my speech from heart instead I just stared out of the car window. Tori probably wanted to get home, I should probably left her off the hook of watching out over her demented friend.
"You know I'm here for you. If you need to know who you are ask me, if you need help with school ask me and if you need to know anything I'll tell you," Tori reassured me which made me smile.
"Thanks, really I appreciate it," I said before I gave her a hug. This girl was sweet as hell and I was so lucky I had stumble upon her.
"I should let you go home now..." I said but didn't make a move to go.
"Yeah I should probably be heading home," Tori stated but didn't make a move either to do well practically anything. She just stared at me before she smiled warmly.
"What are your plans during spring break?" She asked and I frowned. I didn't know what spring break meant for teenagers these days.
"Catch up on schoolwork."
"So you'll be home, your parents haven't plan any trip or similar?"
"No."
"Great because I'll be home too and it would be so boring if I would be all alone during spring break. We can go shopping, catch up on your schoolwork and life, we can see a movie, go on dinners-"
"Sounds great. I guess we've made plans for our spring break now."
The whole thing felt awful like two preteens trying to plan romantic dates because all we did was just sitting staring and grinning at each other.
"See you tomorrow at school," Tori said before I stepped out of the car. This might not be so stupid I thought. I think I just made a friend.