I blocked my mind so that I could sneak up on the girls. But I was too late; they were turned around in their seat, staring like baboons. I swear you could fit a soccer ball in the mouths; they were open so much. Heehees!
"Oh my god?! Is he real? Please tell me he is real. He is so gorgeous, and wow, I have never seen anything like him before. I wonder if he is here to talk to Saline. He is way Ohmygoddess he's way perfect!" Lat thought in a mushy lovey dovey voice; in her head!.
"Lat, Saline, this is Abaddon. I came to introduce you two." I said.
"Yes! A hot guy wants me!" Lat thought.
"Duh. You gunna talk?" Saline and I thought at the same time.
"Hi Abaddon. I am Latisha but I prefer Lat." Why had she said that. She did not even tell me that; what her full name was. Grr.
"Hello Lat. And you must be Saline?" He said acknowledging her. She nodded and Lat thought, quick, "He is mine!" So I laughed.
Abaddon and I were just standing behind Lat and Saline. "You can sit Abaddon. I am going to go. You kids have fun. I'll see you two or three later?" I sounded confused, but I guess I should not be, b/c new guys were leaving just as fast as they came, and vice versa.
"No Sky, please stay. You would have so much fun. Plus you haven't really eaten at all today." Saline practically begged.
"No thanks. I'm just gunna hit the hay. Alrighty bye then." I started to turn to walk away but faced them again and said, "By the way, it was a pleasure to meet you Abaddon. Be nice to her or she may, literally, kick your ass." I smiled and turned away with that.
I was not going back to my room. I just wanted to walk, think, or do something alone. I walked about the campus for over an hour. Then I finally got tired of walking, so I sat down on a bench that was next to the dim lighting of two candles. I sat and thought. I pulled my legs up on the bench into my chest, put my head on them, my arms around them, and I cried. I thought about what happened to Kathleen, and why it happened. I thought about Jasper, Lat, Saline and Abaddon. I thought about what life would be like in the future. If life were so hard, rough, and horrid now, what would it be like in a year or even three? I thought about how it was so hard. Then I thought about my mom and dad. I stuck with this subject for what seemed like forever.
My dad was a hopeless drunken mechanic. He was never the best dad ever, but he was my only dad. And I missed him for this reason. My mom was a caring, loving, doctor, and she was everything a mother should be. I could not have asked for a better one. I missed both of my parents so much.
Someone was tapping on my shoulder, but I had absolutely no intension of looking up to see who it was. He or she sat down next to e and put their arm around my shoulder; they were cold, but I could feel that they had on a long sleeve shirt. I cried harder. When everything was so hard, someone cared enough to come looking for me. I knew it was someone who came looking for me because I didn't know many people and random people walking by had something to do or they really wouldn't be out, plus whomever it was, was trying to get me to lift my head; they kept saying Skylar over and over.
"Skylar Anne. Pick your head up and talk to me. Please?" The sounded as if they were pleading. I looked up. I saw TJ. I jumped up almost falling over, and he steadied me.
"Why are you here? Y-y-y-you, I cannot even think of a word to describe you. You make me so fucking mad. Did Lat not teach you a lesson? Why the fuck are you here?" I was screaming at him at this point. I am well aware that anyone outside would hear me.
"I wanted to tell you I am sorry. I wanted to tell you that I know I was wrong. I wanted to tell you I loved you." He wanted me to take pity at the sound of his name. He wanted me to feel bad.
"Well you said it. I do not and will never accept shit you say or give me. I do not love you. I will never love you. I hate your stupid, smugly ass, fucking, bitchy, retarded ass, mother fucking guts." I spit out my words. "I won't ever feel bad for you, so you need to get lost. I hate you, and hope you rot with Hades. Bye. You are bothering me." I was brick red in the face, and breathing hard. I felt so good to let him know how I felt.
"I don't want you to feel bad for me. I just want you to know I love you, and this time I mean it." His eyes pleaded. At the sight of them, I wanted to give in. But I fought against it because I knew he would do it again; control me. I knew he was now.
"Get away! I hate you!" I was acting worse than I had ever. It felt good, and I felt power. But at the same time I felt anguish, and pain. I sat back down on the bench, and retook my position with my knees up at my chest and my head down.
TJ just stood there staring at me. I could feel his eyes beating down on me, while my head was down. So after a moment I looked up and my sight was clouded with red, but TJ looked like he was surrounded by a white mist.
I did not care that my vision was impaired by the misty stuff. I jumped up off the bench and I hit him, as hard as I could, in the mouth. He ended up going backwards about ten to fifteen feet. I did not know my own strength. But I was pissed so I could not care less if he was hurt or not. I did not go to check on him, or look at my hand to see if it was broken. I just walked away. A few boys and a bunch of girls; figures, ran over to him to make sure he was okay.
I stopped in front of a huge building that I knew well, in a way. TJs; the bar/ club. I went in, and walked straight to the bar.
"What can I get you doll face?" A tall woman asked me.
"Three of the strongest shots you have here and four bottles of Coors Light and blood mix." I said as my sight slightly got better, but not by much.
"Comin' right up." The woman said and walked away to get me my drinks. She was back in no more than forty-five seconds. Before she could walk away, I had downed all my shots, and was on my first bottle. She snorted and said, "Bad day?"
I looked up at her and slurred, "Wad da ou thhnkkk?" Whoa, those shots were strong to have me slurring my words already.
"Who is your roommate? And what dorm do you live in?" The woman asked me.
"Saline en uhhhh… Lat. Latisha. Latinater. L. Latinate. Latte. Lat." I went on and on making up stupid names. By the time I was done which did not take every long all my drinks were finished.
I was so wasted, it was fun, and it took my mind off the pain I was dealing with. Why did I get drunk anyways? Where are all my friends? Where is my soul mate; the love of my life? Were they all at home? How would I get home? Where is my home? Oh, wow I should stop drinking like right now. No, wait one more.
I tried to say bartender but I could not even make out the words that came out of my mouth, so I banged on the counter. Which was not hard, I just had to make sure my hand didn't miss and I hit myself. It would hurt a lot with how hard I was hitting.
"Drink. One. Last. Home?" I managed to say a little bit normal, but it didn't work to well. I pointed to my head, thinking she could read my mind but she pointed behind me.
Saline was standing behind me, with her arms folded across her chest, and tapping her foot. She was disappointed and very, very pissed. She was glowing black and orange.
"Let's go Mrs. Drunk. What were you thinking?" She said lifting me up off the stool.
I shrugged. I honestly could not remember why I was there in the first place, more or less what I was thinking.
"Laaat?" I managed to slur, meaning for it to sound like a question.
"With Bad Boy Abaddon."
I huffed and stayed quiet while Saline carried me home. Once we got there, she opened my door and almost dropped me when Lat screamed. But she didn't because she rushed back out of the room. Lat was breathing heavy and moaning. She was having sex.
"Great a drunken brat and someone who ignored every word I said in class today. Ugh! What the fuck, this day is going just fucking great." Saline said clearly frustrated and very sarcastically.
We sat out in the hallway in silence. Saline tried to walk back and forth for a while but it was not helping her temper. I on the other hand stayed on the floor and lay down. I was excessively wasted; too much to walk, talk, move or even hum.
Two hours later Abaddon walked out of the room buttoning up his shirt. He did have a very amazing chest from what my drunken ass could tell.
"Why are you out here S? I thought you were out eating, and where is Sky?" He sounded concerned to someone in the state of mind I was in.
I had no idea what Saline did, but he laughed and came over to me picking me up, and carrying me somewhere. I tried to get I'm to let me walk, but he held me tighter, closer, and said no, each time I tried to move.
"Lat is in the shower. She will be out soon. You only drink water. If you need something Saline will be here until Lat is done. Okay?" Abaddon said in slow shirt sentences. And he kept emphasizing Lats name. I wonder why.
He placed me on the bed, and walked away saying his goodbyes. Saline sat in a corner chair far away from me. Sheesh, it made me feel like I had a disease. Ugh.
"Go to bed." Lat said walking out of the shower. "You need sleep." I fell asleep with in seconds.