Lip should be over soon and I can't stop staring at myself in the mirror.
Large bags under my dark brown eyes, My large, curly brown hair is matting from being up all day. I look like I haven't rested in years. I sigh as I hear the door knock and head downstairs to go let Lip in. Once again I'm the only one home and Lip has let himself in.
"I really don't understand why you bother knocking." I joke with a small punch to Lips shoulder, a failed attempt at lightening the mood.

Lips shuffling where he stands. He's not in the mood for joking around (clearly).
"Is your mom home?" He finally speaks. I mean, just barely.
"No, late shift as always. Wanna go upstairs?"
"Yeah."

We head up to my room. It's quiet and the short distance we walk takes what feels like hours.
I don't want to have this conversation. I just want to keep this to myself until Mitchell calms down and this is all forgotten. I mean he barely did anything right? Maybe it's my fault? Maybe I said something that lead him on? I mean I had a couple drinks I don't know what I did but it's my fault.
God, I'm so scared.

We sit on my bed like we usually do. Myself at the top, legs crossed, with Lip sprawled across the rest of my bed. We sit in silence for what seems like forever until I finally break the tension.
"

So, why weren't you in class?"
"What happened with you and Mitchell, Rae?"
I feel a lump in my throat. My heart is in my stomach.

What the fuck did he say?
"I..I don't know what you're talking about."
"Cut the shit Rae! You're an awful liar and I know something happened! Why the fuck did you hit Mitchell?"
Before I can open my mouth I start crying uncontrollably. I'm having another panic attack.
My chest is tight and my heart is racing faster and faster each breathe I take. My body is shaking and I can't speak all I can say is utter jibberish. I feel Lip put his arm around me and pull me close.

*LIPS POV*

"Cut the shit Rae! You're an awful liar and I know something happened! Why the fuck did you hit Mitchell?"

The anger I feel right now is boiling through my veins. I don't usually like to yell at Rae because I know she's more sensitive than she likes to come across but I'm tired of this tip toeing. I know something happened and I want her to tell me the truth.
I see she starts shaking. Rae shakes before she cries. Always. She's muttering nonsense to me.
"Hey, hey come here!"

I pull her tightly under my arm. "Rae, I know this is hard,okay, but you gotta tell me what happened!" I whisper into her hair, hoping she can hear me over her sobs. What the fuck did that cocksucker do?

Rae's sits up straight and takes a deep breath.
"Okay." Her voice is shaking.
"That night at the party, Amy left me as soon as we walked in too talk to some guys. Mitchell was one of them. He kept staring at me all night. Barely saying more than 10 words to me all night, just staring at me. Eventually I left to go find a bathroom. He followed me in there and pinned me to the wall and tried to-"
Before she can finish she breaks into a sob again.
I'm going to kill him.
"I pushed him off me and he fell and I started kicking him. I must of kicked him until he let go and I tried to get Amy to leave with me but she wouldn't go started calling me crazy and I can't sleep all I see is Mitch-"
I pull her close once again and hold her tight. I can't believe it. Why didn't I just go to the party with her. This is all my fault.
We sit in silence while I listen to Rae cry for a while. She eventually stops and is just quiet. Staring at the wall.
"Hey, Rae?"
She doesn't turn around. Not even a blink.
"Rae? RAE"
She finally turns and looks at me, her face is a blank canvas.
"Rae, do you want me to stay with you tonight?"
She nods.
I'm not really into this silent treatment because usually I can't get Rae to stop talking, but whatever makes her more comfortable.
"Okay, Rae, I'm going to let Fiona know I'm staying tonight okay?"
"Okay."
I walk back to my house to grab some clean clothes and let Fiona know where I'll be. Usually she would look at me like I'm crazy if I even thought of staying the night at a girls, but she knows Rae is family and I think she can tell something is up.
When I walk into Rae's room again I see she's already in her bed facing the opposite direction where I am. I would of assumed she was asleep until she pulled the covers back for me to get in. We lie silently til Rae finallly speaks again.
"Hey, Lip? do you remember when we were kids and our kindergarten teacher married us?"
"We came home from school telling your mom and Fiona that we were married, Fiona brings that up all the time she thinks it's fucking hilarious."
I hear Rae laugh a little and it makes me smile a bit. She'll be okay.
"Do you remember after my dad left and we used to sleep like this all the time?"
"Yep."
"Thanks."
"No problem, Rae."
I don't know why she wants to walk down memory lane like this but we go back and forth with stories like this until we fall asleep.