thank you! to those who reviewed! and thank you to, the lovely person who pointed out my captializtion mistakes. I didn't even notice till' she pointed it out! lol
so thank you!, and sorry if this is short :( blame my world history teacher for giving use a five paragraph eassy about the Indutrial Revoltion, over halloween weekend. I mean who does that? :/
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Love, always,
~Shennadoh. and no I'm not six. :p
My eyes hurt so bad. They feel like four hundred pound weights on each side of my face. I don't even know why, I only had a black eye on one side of my face, which was the left, right? No maybe it was the right, no pretty sure it was the left. Ah whatever, it doesn't matter anymore now, now my face just hurts like hell. And I can't wake up, well I can, but I don't really want too. I mean the last time I got a good night sleep was three weeks ago, and I think I deserve too sleep.
I'm sitting on the park bench across from the fountain, the crisp fall weather feels wonderful, and lucky a have a nice leather jacket too keep me warm. The fall breeze blows my shoulder length chocolate brown curls into my face, I walk of the fountains edge, admiring the lovely leaves resting above the surface. I stare into my reflections deep grey eyes. Suddenly my left eye stats to bruise around it and blood comes out of my nose. I reach up and try to stop it, but it's not there. It's only in my refection. It's no longer late afternoon when I look up at the trees. It's become late night, and judging by the position of the moon it's around 2:30 in the morning. I start to walk down towards the lot, when I hear people running. I see two boys running up to the jungle gym, as my dream starts to fade. It's funny, the look a hell of a lot like Pony and Johnny.
"Tiffany! Wake up! Come on Tiff! Wake up!"
I hear people calling me back, out of my peculiar dream land, I don't want to go. I don't want to see my parents, or go to school or clean or look after Johnny even though he should be looking after me. He's too immature too understand why he can't go home, so he goes anyway, and he gets hurt, and it hurts me too see him hurt.
"Come on Tiff! I know you heard me that time!" GOD! Why can't they ever shut up and let me sleep!
"Shut up!" I mumbled and rolled over. "Ow! Shit." I rolled on to my rib. It started to throb again.
"Thank god Tiff! We thought you were dead!" I heard Soda say. I sat myself up and leaned against something, it was hard yet soft in a way and very warm. I cuddled into it and yawned.
"ooooohhh!" Two-bit said sounding like a little school girl, "look a little Tiffany cuddled up to Dally like a baby!"
I turned bright red, shot up and opened my eyes finally. I was on the kitchen floor and Dally was leaning against the wall next to me, also bright red. The kitchen table was moved out of the way and everyone was standing around, Darry had a bloody rag in his hand and there was still a tiny blood spot on the floor next too me. I got confused for a moment, then remembered what happened before I was asleep. I had passed out at the dinner table, hmm I guess I was out for about twenty minutes, but why was the blood there I wondered. Everyone was still laughing around me and even Dal started to laugh.
"Hey, what's the blood from and how long was I out for?" I asked wanting some answers.
"Well Tiffany the blood is from you, and might I say you sure have a lot. And you were out for about forty-five minutes." Soda said in a humorous tone.
"Damnit. Twenty-five minutes off this time." I said to myself.
"What about twenty-five minutes?" Dallas asked as he lifted him self up of the floor.
"Oh nothing, I thought I was only out for twenty minutes, not forty-five, but of course I was wrong. Like always."
"Oh, yeah you are one strange girlie, Tiff." Dally said smiling.
"Thank you Dal." I smiled up at him, as Two- bit made a face at me. I went to make a face back, but when I flexed my eyebrows my skin on my forehead felt strange. Then I remembered that the blood on the floor and rag was from me. I must have smacked my head on the way down. I got up and walked to the bathroom.
"where you going Tiff?" Johnny asked.
I didn't answer him till I reached the bathroom and looked in the mirror too see a not large but defiantly not small gash on my for head.
"Well at least it doesn't hurt as bad as my rib does."
"Yeah Tiff your pretty beat up, good thing you don't have to go back home."
" I know Johnny boy, you have no idea how happy I am." I hadn't noticed Darry was coming down the hall, I thought he went back to watching TV like everyone else.
"what day is today Johnny?" I asked wondering, how many days till Sunday, and I get my things back.
"umm Thursday."
Tiffany come with me. Now please." darry asked nicely, I eyed him suspiciously but followed.
"Thanks Johnny."
"Any time Tiff, anytime."
What is it darry? We are we going?" I asked following him out the front door to the car. He opened the door and pointed to the seat.
" come on, I'm taking you to someone who will fix you up and not ask questions." I had a moment of extreme happiness, knowing I would get fixed up, but not have to have me and Johnny sent off Because of our folks.
"Aw thanks Dar. Lets go."
