Kitty paced back and forth in her room, rubbing her temples.
"What was I thinking? A sleepover with Marley. I don't know if I'm ready for this.."
Brrrrr Brrrrr
Kitty's phone vibrated in her pocket. She removed it from her back pocket and flipped it open harshly, reading the message that had just arrived.
"Are we still on for tonight? :)" - Marley
Damn it. I need to decide now. If I don't go, it will hurt her feelings. Not that I usually care about anybody's feelings but this is Marley. The girl of my dreams...she's beautiful. This is the opportunity I've been waiting for. Still..I don't know.
Kitty heard the front door open, and slam closed shortly after.
"Oh, luk whoo fine-ly m-made it hom. And where the hell hafff you bin all day?" Kitty's mother slurred incoherently.
Kitty sighed. She always hid away in her room, hoping to escape the constant fighting and drinking that occurred down stairs. But, the floors and walls weren't thick enough to block out the loud arguing.
"Why do I even bother coming home after work, when this is all that waits for me when I get home?" Kitty's father yelled, once again exiting the house. She heard her father slam the door behind him; it sent vibrations through her room, causing the various decorations and photo frames to vibrate. Kitty pinched her nose between her fingers and closed her eyes, finally deciding that Marley's home would at least be better suited for sleeping tonight. After a few deep breaths, Kitty texted Marley.
"Well, I guess I have nothing better to do." - Kitty
Kitty jumped when her phone vibrated; she hadn't expected a response that quickly.
"Yay! You can come over around 7:00 :). This is going to be so fun! Call me when you leave your house, and I can give you directions :)" - Marley
Kitty smiled to herself at how excited Marley sounded about their sleepover. Her phone buzzed again, only thirty seconds after the previous text message was received.
"I'm sorry, those smiley face probably seemed weird haha...I'm just excited :)" - Marley
Kitty hardly got a chance to giggle at Marley's obvious nervousness before another text message came in.
"Ahh I did it again! I'm sorry...just uhmm call me when you leave your house haha :)" - Marley
Kitty giggled again, and closed the text message. 6:45. Already? Kitty pushed the phone back into her pocket, and searched through her closet for a cute bag to take to Marley's. She heard the stairs start to creak, and immediately knew that her mother was coming to pick a fight. As always, she had no way to prepare herself, so she simply pulled out a notebook, and sat down on the bed in an attempt to look occupied. Her mother forced the door open, causing Kitty to jump slightly at the noise.
"Ohh heyh Kitten! I dednt no that you werr home frrm shhol. Srry aboot the noiz downstairs. Yew no how yer dad can get.." Kitty's mother struggled to speak coherently. Kitty sighed. I'm going to regret this.
"Mom, dad isn't the problem. You are the problem. Your constant drinking is not only pulling our family apart, but it's driving dad insane. You know how much he cares about you, yet you still demonstrate no willpower whatsoever when it comes to alcohol. Why do you drink, anyway? You don't have a job, you don't have anywhere to go during the day. But whose fault is that? Oh, that's right. That would be your fault! You can't hold a job for longer than a week because your bosses hate your self-righteous attitude. Well, I'm sorry that your life is just so awful in this mansion with all this money. But, that doesn't mean you have to take everything out on dad and me." Kitty finished, finally taking a deep breath.
Her mother looked livid; the hand holding her bottle was shaking with rage. Her face had turned bright red, and she looked as though she was trying to formulate any kind of response. Instead, she flung the bottle at Kitty, catching her off guard. The bottle hit Kitty in the face, splitting her cheek and leaving a bruise around the cut. Kitty's mother turned to head out of the room, but blacked out and collapsed in the hallway. Kitty simply stared at her for several seconds, before heading down the stairs and out of the house. She pulled her phone out, and glanced at the time. 6:58. Damn. She reached into her pocket, and was glad to find that her car keys were in her pocket. She hopped in her car, and pulled out of the driveway.
Marley's phone buzzed continuously in her pocket. She pulled it out, and beamed cheerfully.
"Hey Kitty!" she yelled excitedly into the phone.
"Hey Marley. Where is your house?" Kitty sounded irritated. Marley frowned slightly, but managed to maintain her cheery mood.
"It's just off of eighth, on the right next to the 7/11. I'm excited!" Marley couldn't help but add that last part, internally cursing herself at getting so overzealous.
"Okay, I know where that is. I'll be over in a minute." Kitty hung up, leaving Marley to anticipate her arrival. Marley checked the mirror, vigorously brushing her hair, trying to make it look decent. She tugged at her top, trying to massage out the wrinkles. She noticed her mother approaching in the mirror, and blushed a deep red.
"Well, someone's nervous!" her mother teased. "Sweetheart, you look perfect. You always look perfect. You don't have to worry about impressing this little girl of yours. She'll love you just the way you are." her mother smiled with adoration before giving her daughter a kiss on the cheek, and exiting the room. I hope so. She heard the doorbell ring, and raced to the front door. Her mother laughed loudly from the kitchen when she heard her daughter knock a chair in their living room over. Marley blushed again, and quickly fixed the chair before unlocking the front door. She swung it open, revealing a disheveled looking Kitty Wilde.
Marley's smile disappeared immediately. Kitty attempted a sheepish smile, but knew that Marley would know everything by the end of the sleepover.
"What happened to you?!"
Awhh cliffhanger! I hate those. But don't worry kiddies, the next chapter will be up pronto dente! Please keep up with the reviews though...I like those :).