time fOR MORE BONDING...
Demi sunk her front teeth into her lip, lodging it between the hanging skin and the bloody, cracked contents below the dip. Her door was standing right in front of her, and Selena was waiting in her car beside the mailbox. Her parents were never home at this time, always working-all she needed to do was sneak in, grab her stuff, and run out. It would be four hours until her parents got back, but the rumbling anxiety was punching her from the inside.
"Go in," Selena urged from her car, honking her horn impatiently. Demi turned around in a huff, throbbing her head once sarcastically before turning back around.
"I'm scared," the girl shifted from one foot to another.
"So? Your parents aren't home." Selena tumbled out from the car to talk to her better, "Just go in and grab your stuff. I'll even keep watch."
"Guh, fine…" Demi brought her nails to the side of a wood plank hanging by the door, apart of the old, crumbling siding. Demi yanked a golden, rusty key from inside of the wood, shaking the sticky cobwebs from it with squeals and whimpers. Selena cringed at the details of the ancient house, the dirty gray wood splintering around the base and the roof hanging off of the side like it had been patched with superglue and left to dry. Selena felt measurably unsafe stepping inside, mostly because the door was off one of its hinges and the welcome mat was torn in two and repaired with black, shiny duct tape.
"You lived here?"
"One could call it living," Demi began, slinking the key back in its accessible hiding place when the door was finally closed (with lots of pushing)! "I mostly would call it… dying."
"That's…" Selena brushed two pressed fingers against the windowsill, causing dust to fly into the air; and she sneezed. "Understandable…"
The girl sighed and pushed her way up the stairs, to her closed-shut room. She tugged for a bit to get it unlatched before heading inside, scrunching her nose just a bit. Maybe she got too spoiled with Selena's clean apartment and nice bed that she forgot her own living conditions. That's why she never stayed the night at her friends' houses - but you kinda need friends to do that, too. While she was looking through her clothes, Selena snorted.
"You… you have… three bottles…" Selena could not hold it in, she buckled out in laughter as she pulled open her last bedside drawer open wider. "Three bottles of Spider Killer Spray!"
Selena could not hold in her laughter, she was on the floor - completely overridden with boisterous laughter that could shake her rickety house to the ground. Demi scoffed and packed one of them into the bag Selena had given her… and it made Selena laugh even more. Demi rolled her eyes and crossed her freckled arms, "So? Spiders are scary!"
"Three..!" Selena chortled and wheezed one last time, slapping her knee as more laughter escaped her. Demi fake-laughed, starting to push her clothes into the bag. Of course, Selena had to help her a bit by saying stupid things like:
"What? This is so ugly!" And, "Ugh, no way! This is so last year."
So, maybe they got a little off track - and maybe Selena found Demi's old guitar under her bed and a bunch of her old songs. So, maybe, just maybe, Demi was pushed into performing them while Selena threw things at her almost jokingly.
The thing is, they had fun throwing Demi's belongings around and acting like they were best friends, acting like it was not even a week ago that Demi's hair was balled up in Selena's fists and her forehead was being rammed against the school lockers. Selena threw one of Demi's markers at the girl's chest - and luckily Demi caught it before it could hit her.
"Wohhh!" Demi exclaimed, standing up from the bed and slamming it to the ground with excitement, "I could so be a football player."
"You're delusional," Selena snorted, crossing her arm and grabbing the marker from the girl's fists, close to her chest still. The girl's knuckles brushed against the tight shirt Demi was still lying in, impossibly bringing a blush to even her fingers.
"I- yeah." Demi agreed, flinching a bit, but Selena held the marker, halfway in her fingers and the marker ring still latched with Demi's nails. Their eyes were locked to each other, deeply enthralled. Both had never taken the time to stare at eachother - Demi was too busy getting punched and Selena was too busy doing the punching. Selena jerked less than a centimeter forward, and Demi did the same. Now, they were only midges away from each other, completely mindless to their current position. Well, neither quite understood why, and they didn't process either.
And yet, they broke quickly away at the sound of the door opening below their level. Demi let out a jolt of energy, recoiling a bit, and then back when she came to realize what they had just... almost done. However, Selena blinked, but didn't mention it at all. Instead, she grabbed Demi's shoulder and pointed to the door, "I think your parents are home, we have to go!"
Demi stood, astonished - she was ignoring it? Maybe it wasn't that big of a deal to her. Nonetheless, she shook her head and pointed to her window, "They're gonna be downstairs, so they'll see us. We can just climb out my window."
"What? No! We're on the second story, you dope!"
Demi felt a little dejected from the comment, she had assumed they were at least friends now, "It's fine. There's a bush that cushions you on the way down."
"No. Way." Selena pushed, but winced hearing the footsteps. "Let's just go down and say that we were getting you your clothes and you won't bother them."
"Do you even know what they'll do to me?" Demi pushed, pulled the girl towards the window. "I promise it's safe. Here, I'll do it first!"
With that, she pounced from the window and into the bush below, the twigs crackling under where she landed. Smiling, she looked back to the girl with two thumbs-ups. Selena shook a bit visibly, swinging her front feet over the window with a few whines.
"Just jump," Demi urged, feeling a sickly feeling by being on her old porch.
Selena slid from her thighs to her rear, using her hands to shakily hold the window steady. The girl couldn't help it, she was afraid of heights… and nasty, untrimmed bushes!
sorry its taking awhile for them to,,, b0ND... but i love character development so :^) anyways review if u want and uh have fun