Chapter 12

I drove to one place I knew he be if he was still trying to get into my private file. It was place not too many people knew about. And the directions were in the file that the file was in.

I drove up to the path and turned off the car. I walked up it and found him sitting in my spot; a tree branch that was large but close to the round. My laptop sat in his lap and he stared at the setting sun. "Dom." I yelled. "You have to give it to me."

He didn't answer. I moved closer and said, "Dammit, please don't make me show you what the file is about."

I could see the file he was trying to break into. I sighed in relief.

It wasn't the file.

"So you hate me?" He said.

"I hate the emotions you inflict on me."

"You said you hate me." He jumped down and turned to me. "You said you wish your house had never burned or that you had been in it so that you would have never met me.

"Dom," I took a deep breath. "I meant it. I still do."

"Why? What have I ever done to you to make you act this way?"

"Nothing. It's me." I looked down. "Why does this have to be so hard? I like you but I love Leon. But every night I dream about you and me. It's not right. I just need to get away."

"You're confusing me."

"I need to just get away." I began walking back down the hill. "I'm going my prom alone. Then I'm going to my graduation alone and then off to college in Boston."

I stood at the edge of the opening and shouted, "It's melancholy."

I stumbled down the path, to the car and left.

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The music played loudly in my ear. I danced with two of my friends. A few minutes before we had taken a new drug. It had no name but the feeling was cool.

We saw things in a different light and swayed to the music. The music was cut off and the lights came up.

"Attention. It is time to announce our king and queen. Will the contestants please come forward?"

I walked away from my friends to the front. It was between a cheerleader and me and apparently she only had the male vote.

"Your king for the class of 1999 is," the student council member opened the envelope. "Jacob Scott."

I clapped and screamed, wobbling on my feet. Jacob was cute; we kind of had a thing in my freshman year. We were still friends but he was dating a girl I couldn't stand.

He was also our class clown.

"And now, your king will crown his queen." The guy showed Jacob the card and came over to us. He walked back and forth and then placed it on my competition's head. The crowded cheered for the brief. The girl gasped and I could see her beginning to tear up. Then Jacob took it off, came to me and placed it on my head. Her jaw dropped and the crowd laughed at her. She ran out the hall, her hair falling from the make shift bun.

I smiled and hugged him as the crowded parted for the king and queen dance.

"Hey buddy." I told him.

"Em, what is wrong with you?" he asked, trying to see my eyes.

"Nothing. Just feeling free."

"Your high."

"So?"

"So? If anyone find out." He turned to have our pictures taken by the school newspaper. "If anyone finds out, you could be suspended."

"So no one will find out, will they?"

The song ended and I pulled away.

"No one will find out." With that I walked away.

I went to the "bar" and got something to drink. My high began to come down so I went to the quiet room.

I laid down on the couch and fell asleep. The girl who thought she was queen and her gang awakened me.

"Hey bitch. Rise and shine."

I sat up and saw that there were five of them and that they had cleared the room out.

"You think you can just humiliate me and get away with it?"

I smiled and stood.

"What so funny?" One of her girls asked.

"You don't want to fight me."

"Why not? It's five on one baby."

"Should have made it ten." I stepped back. "If you're not stupid, you will eave this room now."

No one left.

"Suit yourself." I pulled my dress and stood there in my slip and heels. "Who's swinging first?"

One girl reached for my hair but I flipped over my shoulder and unto another girl.

"Two down, three to go."

Another went to swing but I grabbed her arm and used it to hit her the other girl across the face. I then pulled her into the girl and both of them fell over the couch. That left me with the leader.

"So now what?" I asked.

She slowly backed out the room, her girls following behind. I pulled on my dress and left the room, not a hair out of place.

I pulled my cell phone out to find about 20 calls from Leon. I had forgotten I took his car.

I went to the balcony and called him on his cell.

"Hello?" His voice was nervous and weak.

"Leon?" Mine, on the other hand, was slow and delayed.

"Em?"

"Yeah."

"Where are you?"

"Prom."

"You left me?"

"No. I just had to go."

"What's wrong with your voice?"

"Nothing. I'm just coming down."

"You're high?"

"Was and don't say it so loud." I began to smile. "I won."

"Won what?"

"Won prom queen."

"Wow." He responded. He sounded like he was upset instead of happy.

"You wanted to be here, uh?"

"Yeah, I did."

"Well, you can still come. It's not that far from your house. You showed me how to get here."

"I am."

"What? Where?"

"Downstairs. They won't let me in."

I walked back in and down the stairs. I found him in the lobby with his phone still to his ears. I ran to him and grabbed his hand. I pulled out his ticket and handed it to the only person on staff.

We went out on the floor and just rocked back and forth, my head on his shoulder.

"You I never went to my prom." He said.

"Why not? No date?"

"Something like that."

"How's that?"

"She said she would go with me but when I went to her house, her parents said she had been picked up by her prom date already."

"Damn." I kissed his cheek and sighed. "I told Dom the password."

"What's in the file?"

"Something I think he needs to read. "

"Oh. And what's that?"

"It's my mental argument file. I didn't want him to read the laptop because I thought he had gotten into an embedded file."

"Hmm."

"What?"

"Do you realize it will be a year next month?"

"Yeah. June 10th." I looked at him. "You planning something?"

"Not that I would tell you."

"That's all I needed to hear."

We danced for another hour before I had decided I wanted to leave.

He took his car keys back and gave them to Letty. It seemed that the rest of the gang had went to a club across the street.

We sat in the limo, the radio low. I was still buzzed.

"Leon?" I whispered, my hands slowly going down his chest.

"Yeah?"

"Could we?"

"Could we what?"

I unbuttoned his pants and sat on his lap.

"Could we?"

"No." He answered sternly."

"Why not?"

"Because you don't know what you are asking for."

"I do. I want you." I kissed his lips as he pushed me into the seat next to him.

"I will do it when I know that it's you that wants to and not some drug caused thought."

"Ah pooh." I pouted and lowered my head on his shoulder.

We got to his house and he carried me out and straight to his room. He peeled off everything but the slip and laid me in his bed.

"Where are you sleeping?" I asked, my eyes close.

"In the living room."

"No. In here."

"I think it would best if I sleep in the living room."

"I won't try to sleep with you. That was just a momentary lapse of judgment."

"How do I know?"

"You're just going to have to trust me."

He lay down in the bed and pulled the covers father on me.

"I trust you."

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

"And Leon?"

"Yeah?"

"You are to get my laptop back. You have until midnight tomorrow."

"Alright."

"Do you ever say yes?"

"Yes. Yes I do."

"That doesn't count."

"Why are you still talking?"

"I don't want to go to sleep."

"But I do."

"So?"

"So?"

"Yeah. When I want sleep and you got all those skank race hoes here with all your racer buddies and I want to sleep, you don't even lower the music."

"I'm sorry. I'll do it next time."

"Alright. But you better not forget."

"I won't."

"Promise."

"Promise."

Angel Note

Confusing? Yes. Stupid? Most definitely. Is it over with yet? About two more chapters to go.

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