Bleeding Mascara

Bleeding Mascara

Chapter Six: Unpretty

I wish could tie you up in my shoes. Make you feel unpretty too. I was told I was beautiful. But what does that mean to you. Look into the mirror who's inside there. The one with the long hair. Same old me again today (yeah). My outsides look cool. My insides are blue. Every time I think I'm through. It's because of you. I've tried different ways. But it's all the same. At the end of the day. I have myself to blame. I'm just trippin'.

"Where have you been?" "Well damn hello to you too Adien" Fuck Spencer where has all this back talk coming from, your just going to get myself into trouble. "What the fuck did you just say?" He takes his eyes off the road and glares at me with cold green eyes. "Nothing, I was at Ashley's" "I thought I told you I didn't want you hanging out with that bitch" "You did, I'm sorry. I won't no more okay?" What! What the fuck am I say? I Cant not see her. Ill just have to sneak around. Yeah. Makes it sound like I'm having and affair with Ashley. Haha that's funny, I'm not having an affair with another women. Ashley is beautiful, and I do like her a lot, but not in a gay way. No way. I Spencer Carlin do not like Ashley. She might be all you think about and she maybe absolutely amazing in everyway, but you do not like her. Right because I am not gay…right?

I shake my head to get the thoughts of Ashley out of my mind and try to focus on where he is taking me. I look out the window and notice that were not going to his house; we seem to be passing along the highway on a small dirt path. "Hey, um Adien where are we going?" He ignores me and continues to follow the straight path that seems to go on forever. I take in the surroundings, open green field of grass to the right, a large forest to the left, and a long dirt road heading down into the middle of the forest. I start to freak out. "Adien what are we doing out here, this is a bit scary. Your not going to kill me are you?" Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Damn it I knew I should have been home on time, should have been behaving. Now he's going to kill me in this big forest just like in the horror movies. "Spencer, what I say about watching scary movies?" "Not to, because I tend to imagine things" "Exactly" "So you're not going to kill me?" He laughs and looks at me. "No Spencer I'm not going to kill you. Why would I? You're my girlfriend" Right his girlfriend. I smile. Not at the thought of being his girlfriend, but at not being killed. "And because Ashley knows you're with me. If I killed you, she would know I was the last person with you. I'd be caught. Do I look that stupid?" Yes. "No, no I guess not. So then why are we out here?" He just smiles and turns of the road into the forest.

I close my eyes and try not to think of what he is going to do with me. I really shouldn't have closed them because all I could see was Ashley's smiling face. Why do I always think of her? Her long brown hair with the streak of red, her big brown eyes that I just get lost in, her curvy body that I love to snuggle up against when I sleep over. The way she smells, like strawberries and cigarettes and a hint of something else I can't quite figure out. She invades my mind and I'm completely lost in thoughts of her. I smile subconsciously, and forget the world around me and let her take my thoughts over.

I awake to the sound of Adien's razor edged voice and pain of him yanking me out of the car. "Spencer get the fuck out of my car! Wake up!" I open my eyes and fall to the ground. "Ow, damn Adien" "Were here, lets go" He walks away towards the old creepy cabin. Yeah, just like the horror films. I shake my head and pick myself up off the ground and follow him inside. When we get inside I notice its not just a cabin, but it's a hotel, a cheep creepy old hotel. " What are we doing here?" He smiles and pulls me over to him and points to big wood double doors that are wide open showing a chapel. I gasp. "What the fuck!" He turns and looks at me. First I see sadness then anger in his eyes. "Were getting married Spencer" "The hell we are!" He slaps me across my face and I fall back on to the gross carpet. I bring my hand to my face and feel a little blood on my bottom lip and tears fill my eyes. He steps over me and leans down close to my face. "Yes we are. Now go into room 106 and get changed into the dress that I picked out and be back in thirty minutes got it" I nod my head and slowly get up and walk down the hall to room 106.

I walk into the room and see the dress he picked out for me. It looked more like a stripper costume. I walk over to the bathroom with it in my hand and put it on. I look in the mirror after I got it all on. I looked a hot mess. A big handprint on my left cheek and many bruises on my shoulders and sides. My eyes start to tear up again so I splash cold water over my face and walk out to the chapel where Adien is waiting for me.

He's standing in a black tux and a black pimp hat. I start to laugh when I look down at myself. Haha so he wants to be my pimp while I am his white trash stripper. I laugh harder as I walk down the long red carpet. "What the fuck you laughing at Spencer?" "Oh nothing, just that you trying to be all tough shit and marry a fake stripper so you can show off to Mr. Elvis here" I laugh harder at the look on his face. I'm bent over holding my stomach while laughing so hard tears start coming out. I feel him rip my head back by my hair, but I can't feel the pain because I'm still laughing. I feel his fist connect to my face and before I can feel any pain it all gets black.

When I awake, I feel the pain of his punch. My heads throbbing and my face feels swollen. I open my eyes slowly and try to sit up. I feel a hand on my shoulder, I flinch slightly, and the hand retreats. "I'm sorry Spence, just lay back okay?" I smile at the voice. Ashley.

You can buy your hair if it won't grow. You can fix your nose if he says so. You can buy all the make up. That M.A.C. can make. But if you can't look inside you. Find out who am I too. Be in the position to make me feel. So damn unpretty. I'll make you feel unpretty too. Never insecure until I met you. Now I'm bein' stupid. I used to be so cute to me. Just a little bit skinny. Why do I look to all these things. To keep you happy. Maybe get rid of you. And then I'll get back to me (hey).