Five

“Yo, Chels, you alright?” My brother asked me, walking into my room in just his boxers. My breathing had returned to normal by then, “Yeah, I just had a freaky dream that Steve stabbed Daniel. It was insane.” Lucas laughed. “It’s so not funny!!” Lucas stopped laughing and asked, “Wait, who’s Steve?” Oops. I forgot to tell him about Steve yesterday. I half-smiled and said, “A guy.” Then I pulled my sheets off, walked around Lucas, and went to the bathroom.

Once I shut the door I walked over to the mirror and looked myself up and down. The bruise that Daniel had left on my cheek was worse than I had expected. It was a dark purple with light purple around it. It looked really bad. I would not be able to cover this one up. Tomorrow at school, everyone would finally prove their little rumors saying that Daniel abused me. This was like the finale. The big bah bang. Chelsea Sauters broke up with that Daniel guy! Yeah, that’s the story. And it’ll be warped and warper until its become something like ‘Chelsea and Daniel were at this party, and she was being a little sissy and didn’t want to have any alcohol. Daniel was drunk of course, and didn’t know what he was doing, and he tossed the bottle towards her. Clumsy her, didn’t catch the bottle that was coming towards her face and it smacked right into her cheek’.

I sighed and didn’t want to look at my reflection anymore so I opened the door and walked back to my room. Before I was even lying on my bed for five seconds, my cell began to vibrate. I rolled over and picked it up off my side table and read the Caller ID. “Katie Spencers” was on the screen. I smiled; I needed a girl to talk to.

I flipped open my phone, “Hey Katie!” “Hey, girl! What’s crackalackin?” I laughed, it felt so good to laugh. “Oh, nothing...” “That doesn’t sound like nothing, girlie. Tell Katie what’s wrong.” She said. I thought for a moment whether I should tell her or not. Yes, Katie was my best friend, but I just didn’t know how to tell her. Even though she was so sweet, and she was never quick to judge, so I didn’t know what I was worrying about.

“Well...yesterday Daniel and I went to the park for our one year anniversary...” Katie sighed. She didn’t like Daniel too much. Just like the rest of my friends. “And what happened?” “I...well, he...slapped me. I blacked out. And then...” I told her the whole story about meeting Steve and how I broke up with Daniel and then ran off. At the end she was very quiet. This is the shy Katie.

“Chelsea?” Katie said my name almost as if asking permission to use it. “Yeah?” “I AM SO HAPPY!!!!” She screamed. I tugged on my earlobe, trying to get the sound in my ear back. “Mhm. Me too. But I’m also really scared, Kates.” “How come? You should be EXTREMELY ECSTATIC!” I was. But I was scared. “It’s not that I’m not ecstatic or anything, I’m just scared he’s going to do something to me. I had a dream last night that if I ran from him one more time he was going to kill me. That’s like an analogy. Running=Breaking up with him. Oh, and then at the end of my dream, Steve stabbed him!”

Katie laughed for five minutes straight. No joke. When she was finished I said, “Kates, that isn’t funny! I don’t want Daniel to die. If he spent a couple of years in jail, I’d be fine with that, but not death!” Katie came across as exasperated when she spoke again, “Chels, that is really funny, though. Steve to the rescue!” I laughed. That was pretty funny. I was just glad that it wasn’t real.

“Ugh, okay Kates I got to go. I have a bunch of homework, and its all due tomorrow, so I better get started.” “Alright, have fun. Oh, and how do you expect to see this Steve dude again?” I had thought about that, but couldn’t come up with anything. Maybe it wasn’t that smart to have just drove off, leaving him and Daniel there. “I have no idea.” And then I clicked off.

After four hard hours of labor, I finally finished my homework. I fell onto my bed, and closed my eyes. Trying to concentrate on an idea to see Steve again.
After about an hour of non stop pondering, I still had no clue! “GRR! This is so messed up! Maybe I’ll just drive back to the park. Maybe. Just maybe, he’ll be there.”

And that was my brilliant idea. Brilliant wasn’t it?

 

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

nice progress ,still above all he did to her ,being killed would never be to her liking,i like you hero ,murder is never the answer even in a dream,yes still a nice story well told,you have a gift ,a true story teller,the flow is so wonderful,very easy and nice to read,i just loved it