What Comes Up, Must Come Down Chapter Thirteen
Please Review! I started school and it's already killing me! I had 2 projects due Friday and then I have my summer assignments due next Friday as well as homework EVERY night. This is crazy! lol oh and does anything know why DIVIDING LINES aren't working?
Kristin sat on her bed, listening to CDs in her walkman. She had listened to seven CDs in the six hours since she had locked herself in the room, not even answering when Scott pounded on the door for five minutes or when Lynn was screaming from behind the door about what an awful kid she was.
She couldn't say she was surprised that this hadn't been an awesome visit, but she hadn't expected Kyle to just leave.
She tried to block it out of her mind.
It was an hour later when she jumped at the sound of silence. Her walkman had finally clicked off after seven hours of continuous play. She thumped at it and rearranged the batteries, but it still wouldn't stay on for more than a couple of seconds. And even if she did know where Scott's walkman was; she wasn't leaving the room until the next morning when Martin was taking them back.
She got up and started pacing. She could have easily simply gone to sleep, but she didn't want to have the nightmares that had plagued her almost every night until just recently.
She finally decided to lay down and try to get some sleep. Even if she did have nightmares, the next day would come quicker and she could be back with David, Shel, Jules, Daisy...Peter, Sophie. The thought made her smile. Just as she settled, she heard a soft 'plop' at her window.
She ignored it and continued laying down, eying the window. She heard another 'plop' and saw that it was pebbles.
She got up and opened the window. Leaning out, she saw that it was Kyle. "What are you doing here?" She snapped quietly.
"I want to talk to you. Come down here, okay?"
"I can't."
"I have a key to your house. Come out, lock it, and I'll let you back in later."
Kristin rolled her eyes and closed the window. She grabbed a sweatshirt and headed downstairs. She passed Scott's room-he was sleeping-, Lynn's room-she didn't care-, and Martin's room-he still had pictures of Elaine up-before she finally met the base of the stairs.
When she got outside, a burst of cool air hit her, despite the fact that it was still summer.
"What do you want? Now, what were your exact words? Go away? You didn't want to get 'attached'? Remember that, KYLE?" She sneered, staring at him angrily. "You just left, like a coward."
"Would you listen to me?" He demanded. "I didn't mean what I said. I was mad. When I left, I didn't know what to do. Then I got a call and my grandma said that Josh wasn't coming, that he couldn't ever come see me. She's not my real grandma; she's my stepmother's mom. She blames me for all this happening; for my dad and stepmom going to prison, for us getting seperated. Well, she blames me and Kate. Somehow she found out about you and...Well, I guess she didn't feel it was the right time. Josh has some problems and she didn't want some 'misfit' hanging around him. He's has a PO, so ya know, he can't screw up..." Kyle started.
"I was going to get wasted after that. I was so pissed. I found out my fiance had lied about everything to me. My would-be stepson was some sadistic child abuser and then you aren't even her kid. Then everything about Josh. I haven't seen him in six months. I just needed to get away. I went to a bar and I was just sitting there. I got halfway through a beer and there was this really loud slap and I looked and some drunk man had just hit his little boy. No one really did anything. I told him-I tried to tell him, you can't do that to a kid, you can't just hit him. He just grabbed the kid and left. And I got to thinking, that my dad hit us the hardest when he was drunk, and I'm sure your dad was drunk. I didn't want to give up on you, and I didn't want you to give up on me. I couldn't do it. I just left."
Kristin stared at him. She really didn't know what to say. She had spent the last seven or so hours in her room, thinking of things to say to him if she were to ever see him again. But she couldn't think of anything to say.
"Sorry," she said quietly.
He looked her, thorougly confused. He had expected her to yell at him, hug him, something. But to say 'sorry'?
"Why? What'd you do?"
"Well you can't see your brother and it's because I'm here."
He stopped her. "No! I didn't mean it like that. It's not your fault. Don't think that. Josh's grandma hates me, and finds every little excuse. She's found excuses the past 2 times he was suppose to come. Last time it was because he was failing a class. I knew that wasn't true because it was summer. Then the time before that, it was because I was seeing someone new-Lynn-and she wanted to do a 'background check'.
They circled the neighborhood once without saying something and Kyle told her she needed to go back home. "Here's a key. I don't need it anymore. See you later?" He said, a sad look in his eyes and he handed the key to Martin's house off. Lynn had been staying there for four or five months now.
"I'm leaving tomorrow. Back to Horizon. With my mom and dad," she said pointedly.
He nodded. "Right."
"Well, you know, we can get visitors there," she hinted.
"Right," he said again.
"Well?"
"I doubt it, kiddo. I think we just need to...You know, go our seperate ways."
She didn't say anything. Instead, she turned towards the door. Right before she went it, he called her name.
"I love you, kiddo. You're like a little sister to me now."
She gave him one look, tears in her eyes.
"Right."
One or two more chapters. I'll update very soon!