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This chapter is long and serious - There's your warning! Enjoy...

Song for the Chapter- Sky Under the Sea ~ Pierce the Veil

Two weeks later...

How the Knuckles Got Bruised

Chapter 6

~Lilly's POV~

Dance class had just started. We were going over our 4 dances that we had for the show and for the next pep-rally.

The first dance was a hip hop one. We had to dress up in black, gold and or red for it. That was the one I had trouble on and it was the one I had to learn by the end of the week. Yay...

The other ones are for the dance shows. I had my duo with David. Then there were two others that was every person in the class. No biggie, I go those.

Ms. Stevenson was standing in front of the giant mirror watching closely for any mistakes. She kept pointing at me and telling me to switch feet, or have my arms extended or something... And I couldn't help but feel frustrated with her because it was as if I wasn't doing anything right!

By the time our solo came on, I was already out of breath. My legs felt a little sore already and my arms were definitely sore from all the extending!

David smiled at me, "I'll go easy on you. Don't worry."

The song began to play and we both got into our positions. He went left stage and I went center. He began to walk slowly towards me.

"Act David! Act!" Ms Stevenson yelled from the front.

I had my head down, for I was supposed to be a shy, girl who was kinda awkward. Well, basically it was easy because that is who I am!

He touches my shoulder and I raise my head to stare at him. I look away and he brings his hand to my face, moving my head towards his. When the song says "Baby kiss me." We both lean in, but then I walk away from him.

He grabs my hand and we both stop. We wait till the beat comes in, then he spins me toward him. He dips me and placed his hand on my chest, it rises and falls like a pulse, twice. He lifts me up and we dance in sync but slowly parting ways.

He keeps dancing, and I slowly begin to stop dancing, looking down at my feet and walking off. He ran after me, and comes up behind me, his arms around my waist. We skipped up stage and then I finally smiled and we begin to dance to the beat. Our feet our hands in sync.

When the song says, "You better kiss me." He grabs me, dips me and we slowly begin to lean into each other. Our lips so very very close.

"Stop!" Ms Stevenson said suddenly.

We both blinked and stared at her.

"You guys were amazing!" She shouted, the music suddenly stopping. "David, you single?"

"Yeah..." He said, still holding me in the same position.

"Lilly are you?"

I clear my throat, kinda scared where she was going with this. "Yes..."

She wiggled her eyebrows, "Well guess what? In the dance show, I'm gonna have you guys actually kiss!"

"What!" David yelled, letting go of me.

I fell to the ground, hitting my head against the floor. "Ow!" I yelled. David and another girl were at my sides, helping me up. I stood and smacked Daivd in the chest, "Watch it next time. Gonna give me a concussion."

"Way to drop your girlfriend, Dave." One of David's friends said.

He turned around bright red, "She's not my girlfriend!"

Ms Stevenson laughed, "Okay, I know you guys aren't going out or whatever. But you guys are amazing together! I want everyone to think that you're the shy girl and you're the guy who want to get her no matter what." She said coming up to us. "It's just a stage kiss. It doesn't mean anything."

We both groaned...

"Yeah, it's just a kiss. Calm down. I'm not trying to get you guys together or anything."

I sighed, my cheeks on fire. Okay, I'll admit...there is something there between me and him. But it's very small, and I barely think about it so...

I don't like him like that.

It's just a crush, doesn't mean it's going somewhere.

David looked at me, "I don't know what's worse. The fact that we have to kiss, or the fact that...we have to kiss."

I smiled nervously, "The kiss isn't what gets me. What gets me is that we have to kiss or she'll fail us. Won't you Feliz.?"

Ms Stevenson smiled sweetly and turned. "You've been here for such a short period of time and yet you know me so well."

I sighed, "Oh geez..."

Just then the bell rang and everyone began to head to the changing rooms. I was about to but David grabbed my arm.

"Lilly, wait..." He said.

I turned, "What?"

Ms Stevenson stood in front of us. She handed us keys and whispered. "Keep practicing. I left the front door locked, use the back door okay? Just make sure you lock it."

I took the keys, "Feliciana. You could get fired because of that."

She shrugged, "They're not going to fire me. Where the hell are they going to find a dance teacher in New York...?" She blinked for a moment. "Okay, so they'll fire me, if they find out though."

I rolled my eyes, "So I'll give this to you tomorrow morning?"

She nodded, "I'll be here early. You guys work until you drop you hear? Now, go acting like your packing and I'll make sure everyone's gone."

I nodded and walked off.

I entered the changing room and found everyone staring at me. No! Look away... Fuck.

I went to my bag and began to change out of dance clothes and into my regular.

"So Jackie, how does it feel to have your ex kiss the one girl you're intimidated by?" One girl said loud enough for me to freeze.

I shake my head and begin to put on my pants. Quickly though... Really quickly...

"I'm not intimidated! I just don't see why everyone's fussing over her." Jackie said.

I sighed. They do realize I'm right here. I mean, unless I died somehow on the way here and they can't see me...

One girl that's really nice to me, laughed. "Have you gotten your eyes tested? Because it seems like you need glasses."

"What would you know Jennifer? This is your first year here so..." Jackie scoffed.

Jennifer was a leggy brunette who always was smiling and laughing. She would talk to me once in a while. We always had fun conversations, but they were just conversations in my eyes. I never considered her a friend because I didn't know her that well. So for her to do this, makes my hope in humanity kinda rise.

"So? Lilly has been here for three months, but she's way better than me or more importantly...you."

My jaw dropped, along with everyone else including Jackie. I wanted to chuckle, but I swallowed it and took of my dance shirt.

"Whatever bitch..." Jackie swore, shutting her locker and leaving the room.

Jennifer hissed, "Did I hit a nerve? Ooh, I think I hit a nerve... Oh well, serves her right for picking on you."

I smiled, "Thanks for that..."

She gave me pat on my shoulder. "Its no biggie." She continued to get dressed.

"I didn't know David was her ex. When did the break up?"

"Before you came. Like right before winter break. They were like always in each other, then one day...it was like something happened. Ms Stevenson still doesn't know they were together. So that's why she's doing stuff to you guys."

I groaned and put on my shirt. "I wish she would stop sometimes. But it's whatever."

She smiled, "Don't worry. But hey, you guys are a cute pair."

I blushed, "I'm not interested."

She held her hand up in defeat. "I'm just saying." She finished getting dressed and began to pack.

I did as well, going through my binder, acting as if I were looking for something. There was silence between us as I just stared at my binder, reading a note that kind of was new... It was a postid note with small writing on it...

It said:

"Hey, meet me by the ally by your place. If you want...

-April"

Well that's going to be a bit of a set back. Because I have to practice... I wish I could tell her. Maybe if I run to my locker, I'd catch her and tell her I can't-well she's most likely going to have me meet those turtles again. Nah, I'd rather it be on a Friday. That way I can't stay with that cute one for as long as I could so he wouldn't be so disappointed. I liked him, he was very kind. And cute like a baby! I forgot his name though...and the others. It started with an M right? No, D... No... Fuck, I am horrible with names.

"Bye Lilly..." I heard Jennifer say.

I blinked and looked up, jumping when I noticed that everyone had left. "Oh, uh... Bye." She left and I just kept staring at that piece of paper... Oh, I'm such a horrible person...

I sighed, closing my binder and sighing. 'Shit.' I thought, 'I can't just go an tell her no either... How am I going to come back in?'

"Lilly, everyone's gone." I heard David say from outside the door. "You decent."

I nibbled on my nails, "Yeah..."

He came in and motioned out, "Well, let's get practicing." He stopped. "What's the matter?"

I blinked again. "What? Oh, nothing just thinking. Let's go." I walked out of the changing room.

Two hours later...

Both David and I were panting, laying down next to each other. We danced the dance over and over, until we felt like we were about to collapse. And once the song changed, we did. We fell over and attempted to gain our breath.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead. "It's really hot in here." I panted.

"The air conditioning is already on." David huffed.

I groaned and turned, "How long have we been practicing?"

David looked at his watch. "About...two hours."

I groaned again, "Holy shit..."

"Wanna run through it one more time?" David got up and sighed.

"Fine. I guess." He held out his hand and I lazily took it. "One last time," I walked over to the iPod. "Then I get to go home, not do homework, eat and then pass the fuck out."

David chuckled, "Sure..."

I started the music then quickly ran to my spot. We then began to dance, both of us breathing hard while we did so.

It was the same old thing, running through the dance. We would jump in the air and I'd make sure my body wasn't a stick moving in the wind. I tried to make it seem like I was floating. And it took extra muscles to make it that way.

After we were done, the song changed and David clapped his hands. "You were great. But I hope you don't mind me being happy that I'm leaving you."

I held a hand to my chest and gasped, "But what about the babies? All seven of them?"

He laughed, "You're funny. Why don't we grab a bite to eat?"

"Depends on what we're eating." I said skipping over to where my bag was.

"I was thinking hamburger. Or just ice cream or something. You know, the regular thing..." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and smiled oddly.

I stopped for a moment. "Regular thing...?" I whispered to myself. I went over and stopped the music, "That seems like a good plan. Let's go then." I began to walk towards the exit then stopped. "Back door right." I turned and unlocked the back door. I waited till David got his things, then we both left.

David sighed, "The fresh air feels so good."

"Mmhmm..." I said softly.

I wonder what he meant by regular- no you know what? Never mind. I'm making a big deal out of this. I shouldn't be making a big deal out of this because: one, I'm not some stupid little girl that likes the next guy that talks to her. And two, David is a friend. And most likely not going to date me.

To be honest, I don't want him to. I'm...too much work.

We walked around the school and finally find the direction toward a small ice cream parlor.

David clears his throat. "So um...tell me about yourself Lilly. I feel like I've known you for a while now but, I know nothing about you?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Um, how about your childhood? How was that?"

"Fine." I said. After the small silence we shared, I kinda got the feeling that he wanted more detail. "Up until I was five my life was amazing... Couple years after that, it was okay. I started to grow up when I was about ten."

"Really? Why?"

"My cousin took care of me. But as soon as he could, he joined the army and I've been seeing him only trough Skype."

"Your mom and your dad? What about them?"

I shrugged, "My mom has a boyfriend she's been with for the past five years or whatever. My dad..."

"New wife?"

I sighed, looking up at him. "He's dead..."

We stopped walking, "Oh shit...I'm sorry. We-We can stop talking about him. No more. Sorry, I'll shut up."

I chuckled, "It's fine. Ever since I was five he's been dead. I mean, don't get me wrong, I miss him and love him so much...but it doesn't hurt me like it used to."

"Okay. I'm still changing the subject." David coughed. "Um... S-So, you have a step dad?"

I shook my head. "I don't. And I won't ever consider him one. He's an asshole to me and sometimes my mom."

"Boy, I'm just hitting the nerves left and right huh?"

I chuckled, "Everyone make a that mistake. It's no big deal."

"Okay, you're mom. There has to be something good about her."

I thought for a while. Not right now... Not right now... But before, my mother was an amazing person. "One time, when I was young my mom and dad took me to Disney Land. We had no money when we got there so we barely went on rides or bought any souvenirs. We took no pictures because my dad said that, 'The best camera was in the mind' or something like that. I barely remember that day but, all I do remember is the look my mom had whenever she would look at my dad... That was love."

"And your step- I mean your mom's boyfriend?"

"I don't know...I haven't really..." My mom has a twinkle in her eyes when she's in love. She had that twinkle for a while with John but it kinda faded over the years. I can't speak for her but... "I don't know..."

"And your cousin? Please tell me he's good."

I nodded, "He's like my brother. He raised me when my mom was out partying and stuff. He's more than a brother he's like my second dad...but more of a brother in my eyes."

"Finally. I don't feel like a dick!" David shouted.

I laughed and we continued walking.

We finally got to the shop and we order two sundaes. I didn't finish mine, I never do.

We continued talking and laughing and making jokes and I was finally opening up and letting my real self out. It was all fun and games until this happened...

"Can I tell you something?" David asked.

I stopped playing with the mashed up bananas in my sundae and nodded. "Yeah, anything."

"Well, to be completely honest, I kinda...like you." He said shyly.

I blushed madly and began to scream...internally of course. I cleared my throat, "Y-You mean...like like like? Or like, like like?"

He blinked, "I don't know wha- I mean I have feelings for you."

"Oh..." That kinda like.

"Yeah, and I don't wanna put pressure on you or anything because, that's rude. So, I just wanted you to know. Thats all. You don't have to like me, I just want us to still be close."

I shook my head, "That's cool. I'm cool...with that."

"Okay good..." He smiled.

So he liked me, good for him. But I wish hadn't had told me that. Because now I can't stop sweating. As he went back to eating his sundae, I sat there with eyes wide as hell thinking about what I was going to do. I know I wasn't going to make things awkward. But...now I have to be careful because I don't wanna lead him on or accidentally give him the wrong idea. Well, fuck...

And I should be happy right? One of the hottest boys in school just told me he liked me. So I should he happy right? So why am I picturing myself running into the street and just yelling at the next person who driving a car and telling them to hit me...? Why? I shouldn't. It's been like two or three years ago...but it ended horribly.

Im still not ready to date. Maybe in the future. Like when he graduates and we'll never see each other again. Yeah, that's a perfect time.

We wrap up the ice cream, and he walks me home. We continue talking, until I give him a hug and walk up the steps to my home. I quickly open the door then shut it right behind me. I thought I had a crush on this guy...turns out I was thinking with the wrong end. I guess...

I toss my bag on the floor and look up. John looks angry and is sitting on the couch watching tv. My mother is cooking...? Wait a minute... My mom never cooks. What the hell is going on?

"Mom what's-"

"Your mom is busy." John snaps. "Go do your homework or something in your room." John snapped.

"I don't have any." I lied. The fuck is his problem?

"Then go call your friends or some shit. Or do you not have any either?"

"With what phone?" I growled.

John got up, "Listen her you little-"

"Just go!" My mother yelled. "Go to your room Lillian. We'll call you when dinner's ready."

I watched John, glaring at him intensely. If he thinks he scares me he's got another thing coming. I will scratch his nose off if I have to I don't care. I walk to my room, with a puff in my chest and shut the door.

I know what happened. My mom and John had a fight. Let's just hope it wasn't bad.

I walk to my window, opening it and climbing outside. I usually do this when I'm frustrated. The wind on my forehead kind of makes the headache go away. And, for some odd reason, when a car alarm goes off, I find it relaxing.

I sigh, resting my body on the fire escape bar thingy. This was one of the things I like about the city.

"Finally you're home."

I jumped and squealed. "Jesus! April! What did I say about using the front door!"

April climbed down the fire escape. "Sorry, they wouldn't let me in."

"They had a fight. My mom is cooking."

"She can do that?"

"No. He's making her cook." I crossed my arms and faced her. "One, why are you here? And two, how?"

"I wanted to hang out. And fire escape is good for going up to the roof tops." April sat down on the stairs. "What took you forever?"

"Were you here for three hours?" I asked.

"No I dropped off my stuff at home first then I came here. I knew you'd be late but I didn't know that late."

I sighed, "Oh, well I was practicing with David. We kept going for two hours. Then afterwards he bought me ice cream."

April smiled, "You couldn't bring me a cone? And I thought we were friends."

"How's Irma? I didn't see her today."

"She's lazy. That's why she didn't go to school today. But at least she has the grades to do that... Sometimes I hate her so much..." April chuckled. "But anyways, how'd it go?"

"Practice? Fine. But when we got to the ice cream place...he said he liked me."

"Really?"

"Yeah... Like 'like' like."

"Well, you don't seem happy."

"Because I'm not. I mean, I thought I had a crush on him but I don't know anymore I guess. Plus, I'm not really looking to date anyone right now. I was fucked up pretty bad last time." Literally...

"Like, did he cheat?"

I shook my head.

"What happened?"

I didn't want to tell her, mostly because I didn't want to talk about it myself. I never wanted to. "He wasn't boyfriend of the year, lets just say that. He was..." I paused trying to find out what word described him.

"Okay... But you tell me whenever you want. I don't judge and it's going to take a lot to make me look at you differently."

I sighed, "What about sex?"

"What about- oh... Oh! Oh yeah, that's co- I told you I don't judge. I don't care if you had sex. I just care if you're happy."

I smiled happily. "You're such an amazing person April. Thanks."

"For what?" she began to walk down the steps. "Accepting you? Friends shouldn't have to be thanked for that. If they're truly a friend, they'll just do it."

"Yeah, but still."

Just then the door behind me opened. "Lilly..." I heard my mom's voice.

I turned and April hung out by the stairs, hiding herself. "Mom why is he being such a dick..." I saw my mom's face when she finally lifted her head. "Mom! What happened to your face?"

"Keep your voice down. I just... I just fell." She came closer to me. I saw her right eye was bruised badly and her lip was cut.

"Fell on what, his fist? That son of a bitch is-" I began to walk towards the door, but my mother grabbed my hand.

"Please, don't do anything Lilly. He can put his hands on me all he wants but not you... Please just go out and eat, then come back... Simple as that."

"Mom, he put his hands on you. There is something simple and that's that he needs to leave. Forever."

"Lilly, please just calm down and go eat okay. Please. Do it for me. Please!" My mother pleaded. Tears we starting to form and fall from her eyes. She quickly wiped them away and I sighed.

"Okay mom... I'll try. I'll be right out." I said, before she let go and hugged me. "I don't know why you put up with him when you have me..."

My mom tensed and then left.

"April, I think you should stay in my room just in case something happens." I called.

April came into my room, "Why?"

"He put his hands on my mother." I said clenching my fists at my side. "She expects me to eat with him like nothing happened."

"Want me to call the guys?" April asked.

I sighed, "No. Not right now. If things turn ugly. And call the cute one. I forgot his name..."

"Donnie?"

"Um... He's orange."

"Oh Mikey, okay...he is pretty cute, huh?" April smiled.

I nodded and left he room. I walked over and found my mom sitting at the table with her head down slowly eating her food. John was glaring at me and eating his food at the same time. "Sit." He growled.

I scoffed. When I sat he just kept glaring at me, giving me the heebie-jeebies.

I really hated his guts, so instead of backing down, I glared right back at him. I wanted to punch him in the face, grab him by the neck and throw him across the room. But how in the world was I going to do that? I'm 5'2 or something, he was 6 feet tall or whatever. There was no way I was going to even land a hit on him.

"Are you going to eat or not?" He growled.

"I'm not hungry." I snarled.

"Then why the fuck did you make her cook?" He said throwing his spoon down.

"I didn't make her do anything." I said flatly.

"Lillian..." My mother said softly.

I sighed and began to eat my food, not taking my eyes off of him. Disgusting... He thinks he's intimidating me does he? Fucking asshole. I would say faggot, I used to always call him that. Then I found out what it meant and I stopped using it. But he is more than an asshole.

"Who was that boy out there?" He asked gruffly.

My mom looked at me, "Boy?"

"He's a friend that I'm not interested in. Not that that's any of your business." I said, stuffing a mouth full of food.

He huffed and did the same.

I watched as a tear fell from my mom's eye. Anger suddenly grew from deep inside me and I dropped everything. "Why did you hit my mom?"

"What?" He growled.

"Lilly, please..."

"It's a simple fucking question. Why did you think it was necessary for you, a man, to put your hands on my mom, a woman?" I crossed my arms and leaned back into my chair.

John looked at my mom, "You going to tell her?"

My mom flinched for a moment, "I was...saying how I missed...your father."

I took a deep breath then grabbed my fork and slammed it into the table with such force it stuck up. "You son of a bitch!" I yelled getting up. "How dare you! I miss my dad, what you going to beat me too huh? Lay one hand on me or my mother again and I'll wait till you sleep to have fun with you mother fucker!"

"Lillian!" My mother yelled.

"No Aniya...let her talk."

I growled, "You can't come in here and act like you have been here forever. You're nothing to me. And now you want to hit my mom? What kind of a man are you?"

John laughed, he wiped his face and smiled up at me. "I make the money in this house. I'm the reason you and your mom aren't living in a damn box! All I ask if a little respect from her and of I don't get that-"

"You'll what huh? Hit her? As if that gets you anywhere close to respect. As if that makes you a man. I will never respect you. And you know what, my dad was the best man my mom had ever been with. He's more of a man in his left pinky nail, than you are in your entire body." I huffed, finally getting what I wanted to get off my chest. Feeling a weight being lifted off my shoulder, thank god! "You don't treat the ones you love like animals. You treat them like jewelry. Diamonds, crystals, jewels... You treat them so precious-ly that you are too afraid to touch them and leave just a single finger print. You... You're just a fucking rock. Nothing, worthless... That's all you'll ever be."

John stood up, "Now listen her you little shit!"

My mom grabbed his arm, "Please John...not her. Please..." She cried.

"Look it. How she clings to you... And you reward her with cuts and bruises. What is wrong with you?" I grabbed my plate and threw it. "I'm not hungry! And if I say so, I say so. Fuck you!" I then flipped him off and headed for my room. I opened the door slightly.

"Pick this shit up." I heard John tell my mother.

I punched the door, "You pick it up piece of shit."

"You better close that door before I get in there and kick the shit-"

"Whatever asshole! Man I wish my dad were alive, so he'd kick your ass."

"Yeah well he's dead! Good riddance!" John roared.

"You fucking-!" Before I could charge for him, I was yanked into my room by someone. The door shut behind me.

"Lilly..." April said calmly. "You're not going to win if you fight him."

"Did you not hear what he said about my dad? He said-"

"I heard but whatever you do you're only going to make it worse for you and your mom. He's not going to listen. It's just who he is."

I lean against the door. "I hate him..." April put her hand on my shoulder. "I hate him so much." I turned and punched the wall as hard as I could. I felt it crack underneath my knuckles. When I pulled away I felt somewhat proud to see a dent in the wall.

My eyes suddenly widened. "OW! Fuck! That hurt!" I said, grabbing my hand. "Holy...mother of..." I screamed as loud as I could, getting the pain out, both emotional and the physical.

April grabbed my hand, "Well, why are you stupid?"

"Holy cow I'm going to cry..."

"No you're not. Take a deep breath." April said, looking at my knuckle. "Your bleeding... Damnit Lilly."

I took a deep breath in through my nose and out my mouth. The pain still coursing throughout my whole hand. "I regret everything." I moaned.

"Why'd you do that?"

"What do you mean why? I was pissed- ow! Don't touch it." I said, slapping April's hand out of the way. I finally saw that my middle knuckle had the skin peeled back and was bleeding, not a ton but a lot.

"I called Donnie and told him to bring Mikey. Donnie's kinda like the doctor in the family."

"I feel like this is happening a lot lately. I feel like we were coming up with excuses just to see them. Or they're coming all at once."

"You still not use to them?"

I shook my head, "Not really. Not that much."

"I understand..."

I let my hand fall, the gravity hurting it even more. I soon began to feel a drop of blood run down my hand. For some reason this makes me feel cool. "I'll have battle scars after this."

"Oh yeah, who's your enemy, the wall?"

"Shut up..." I said with a pout. I then walked out of the room and went to get a paper towel. Since there was none, I grabbed a dish towel instead.

"What'd you do?" My mom asked.

"None of your business." I moved my shoulder to get her hand off. "I don't know at what I'm more pissed at. The fact that he hit you, or the fact that you're still with him."

My mother looked away, "It's complicated Lillian."

"For me? Yes, it is. Because there's no valid reason for you to still be waiting for him on hand and foot." I walked to my room, fuming and hurting at the same time. For some reason, I lost all sympathy for my mother. I mean, I still loved her, I just thinks she stupid and she's making this conscious decision on her own... So why should I feel bad? Because she's my mother...

When have I gotten...never mind.

I walked in and sat on my bed. April, wasn't in my room. But I didn't even notice I was so pissed. The pain from my hand was getting more and more painful by the second. I couldn't even move it.

I muffed up big time...

April came in through the window with two turtles behind her. One purple and one orange. Mickey and Donnie...

I know I'm wrong...

"Lilly, what's up girl? Haven't seen you in ages!" Okay this is annoying me... Mickey... Mickey... Mi-Mi-...

"Mikey?"

"The one and only." Oh thank god! I gotta write that down somewhere...

Donnie kneeled in front of me while April went to shut the door and lock it. "Let me see it."

I pulled the towel of and hissed when it was stuck to the wound. "God dang it!" I growled. "I can't even move my hand, it hurts so much."

Donnie scrunched up his face, "It looks like you hurt it pretty bad. It's bleeding a lot." He grabbed my middle finger and bent it.

I cried out and whined, "No don't do that please..." I pleaded, near tears.

He bent my ring finger and I whined. Then he bent my index finger and again I cried out.

He sighed, "I think you either sprained it, or bruised it really really badly. You need to disinfect it then put a either a gauze or a big bandade that you have to change from time and time again. One thing that do need no questions asked is ice."

I groaned, "How am I going to write and stuff? How am I going to do stuff if this hand is all...muffed up?"

Donnie smiled, "You could go to the doctors. Get a note and stay home."

"I don't have a doctor." I had one in San Diego. She was really nice, I barely remember her though.

"So you haven't gotten any shots in... How long have you not had one?"

I shrugged. "I just don't have one."

"Well I'll be your doctor. Get some ice and run it under water, warm water. And quickly. I think I can run back to the lair and get some stuff you can have for it."

He cupped my chin, "Do me a favor, don't do this again okay? We all get mad, but I don't like to see friends hurting themselves okay?"

"But I was just-"

"Ah..." He held up his finger. "Just say yes."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine..."

Mikey hugged me, "Why did you hurt yourself?"

I looked at him, "Because I was pi- I was mad." For some reason I felt like I was talking to a 6 year old, in a good way. I felt like I needed to behave, to not swear...things like that.

Mikey sighed, "Raph does that all the time. He always punches things but never gets a scratch."

"Well my skin is like paper sadly." I say with an odd smile. "And Raph's is what...leather?"

"I think..." Mikey smiled. "So what are we doing today."

I stood up, but only after I gently pulled away from his embrace. "I have to practice my dances. Till I drop. Then shower and go to bed."

"You can dance?" Mikey asked, a boyish twinkle in his eyes.

"Yes... Can you?"

"You kidding I have the moves that are smoother than butter." He said, playfully doing the wave. "Wanna dance battle?"

I chuckled, "I don't think I am as good as you Mikey. You seem to be a pro."

"Taught myself every move I know. Pretty neat huh?"

"My cousin taught me how to dance salsa and other Latin dances. The rest my teacher teaches me them. How's that for cool?"

"Let me see how cool you are. No where near as cooler at me I bet."

I laughed, "I maybe hotter than you bro." My eyes suddenly widened, "Oh shit, I have to go to school tomorrow."

"Why?" Donnie asked.

"I have my teachers keys in my purse! She gave them to me so that I could practice after school in the dance room." I explained. "I have to go early and give them to her."

Donnie nodded, "Give them to her and come back. You look exhausted. Take a brea, sleep... Ice." He pointed at me.

I sighed, "You know you guys are oddly comfortable even though you don't know me."

"We know enough to know we like you. That's all that really matters."

I smiled, "It has to be illegal for people like you to be this nice."

He shrugged.

"Lil', you wanna hang today?" Mikey asked.

Somehow, I could say no to his pleading face. "Sure, but only for a little bit." I poked his...nose? "I have to practice and get my hand fixed."

~The Next Day~

I walked to school with both my hands in the front pocket of my hoddie. I woke up sore and tired, and all I wanted to do was just to go back to sleep.

It was about an hour earlier than I usually get up, nobody was up in my house. Nobody was out on the streets, no one was probably at school. Plus it was cold, I don't appreciate this kind of weather. I went to the dance room and waited out front.

With my back against the wall, I slid down to my bottom and sighed. My hand still hurt, it was pulsing through the night.

Donnie did as he said he would do. He went all the way back to his place then came all the way back to my place and fixed my hand. I felt as though people were worried about it like it was Jesus or something. I've done worse to be honest. I've nearly broken my hand... Yet somehow I'm never used to the excruciating pain that comes along with it.

I lay my head back and sigh. Ms. Stevenson better hurry up. I want to go home and sleep.

Just then there were two girls walking right by me. One of them was Lindsay, but ever since that day I apologized, she hasn't even really looked my way. So once again, all she can really talk about is my boy shirts.

I close my eyes just to get at least five minutes of sleep. Sleep...yeah right...

I felt my shoe being kicked and when I opened my eyes, I honestly wished I hadn't.

"I heard you liked David." She said coldly.

I rolled my eyes, "And where'd you hear that?" When I'm tired, the demon in me comes through. And right now, I am picturing myself attacking Lindsay just because.

"He told me."

I rubbed my eyes, "Well, that's odd because last time I checked, he was the one that told me he liked me."

She scoffed flipping her perfect blonde hair. "And? You don't like him?"

"No I don't freaking like him." I put both hands over my face, sighing.

"What happened to your hand?" Why the hell does she care? Lindsay is most likely plotting my murder...she doesn't care.

"I fucked it up. Don't you hate me?" I asked, wanting her to leave.

Lindsay shrugged, "Yeah... I still can be nosey."

No you can't...please exit. I want to say that but I am way too tired, way to sore. "I punched this girl because she annoyed me."

"Yeah right. What'd you really do? Scrape it and cry?"

I sighed, "Look Lindsay I just wanna deliver this shit and go home. I have to much on my shoulders to be dealing with you. We made our truce now leave me alone."

Lindsay scoffed, "What truce? The fuck, you are still an easy target for me." She laughed, her minion along with her.

"Kay..." I said, knowing that it would piss her off. From the corner of my eyes I saw Ms. Stevenson walking towards me with a whole bunch of bags in her hands like always. I reached into my pocket and stood up. "Feliz, here. I'm not going to be at school today."

"Why not?" She stopped when she saw my hand. "What happened?"

I shrugged, "I was pissed. My family had a real big fight and I was real mad. Really really mad."

"Wanna talk about it?" She said, taking the keys and unlocking the doors.

I shook my head. "I gotta go home and just rest for today. You know before I blow my brains out."

She pushed my shoulder, "Don't say that. Just rest, and...I would ice that knuckle. I can see the bruise coming out from under the wrap or whatever you call it."

I nodded, "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." I said walking backwards and passing Lindsay.

John left last night and never came back.I have to go home and check to see if my mom is okay, or if he was back. I still haven't talked to her because I can't seem to wrap my brain around the fact that she is still with that scumbag. But I can't hold a grudge against my own mother.

So I'll suck up my pride and take care of my mom.

Again...

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