Sixteen

Sixteen

A Chapter by Laraine Davis

 I walked to the fridge and pulled out some lettuce and Italian dressing. Might as well get some veggies in me, right? I placed them on the counter and began making my salad. My preparations seemed like the only sounds in the room besides my mum’s random whispers of the number she was on. Once again, silence flooded in. Did a silent ghost just follow me everywhere? We were a family; you would think that we would have something to talk about. But we never did.

 

After I had finished up my salad and waited for Lucas to finish up on his, we both walked up the stairs and into his room. I really loved having his as my brother because he was like my best friend. We could always talk to each other and never kept anything from one another. Plus, he was always there for me so I could constantly depend on him and expect him to be there when I really needed him.

 

Both of us sat down on his bed and let out a long sigh. “What am I going to do?” I asked, suddenly frightened of the next day at school. “You’re going to go to school, hang out with friends, talk to Blake, come home, do your homework, have dinner, and then go to bed. That is what you are going to do.” I had to laugh. Lucas was so subtly yet so funny at the same time. I had to give him credit for that. “Thanks. You are so much help, Lucas. What I meant was what am I supposed to do about Daniel? I have to work with him in my social studies project for the next two classes! I can’t face him after what happened today. Especially not since last class he grabbed me, put his hand over my mouth and then threatened me.”

 

Lucas’s mouth dropped, “He DID?” I nodded, looking away from his gaze. “When I see him again I’m going to beat him so badly that he…” “Lucas, violence isn’t the answer. I’m sure that if you just talk to him…” “TALK TO HIM?! Isn’t that what you’ve been trying to do for the past year? You keep telling him to stop and to stop, but does he ever listen? NO. So what makes you think he’s going to stop now if I just ‘talk’ to him?” I sat there, stunned. I knew Lucas cared about me but I had no idea he was so protective. “Well, maybe he’s…changed?” I sounded so unsure and pathetic that I didn’t even convince myself. “Yeah right, Chelsea. People don’t change.”

 

I gave up on trying to convince Lucas that violence wasn’t going to teach Daniel anything. Even though that in the back of my head I agreed with Lucas. Maybe after a couple of punches Daniel WOULD learn something. But then again, it was Daniel. And the more violence he received the more he would give. I didn’t think that a more violent Daniel would be very good, though. Who knows maybe he’ll eventually learn his lesson and leave everyone alone?

I left Lucas’s room and headed to my own, still worried about the next day. Really, what was going to happen? Would Daniel threaten me again and make me pass out again from fright or refuse to work with me? It would be awkward on both our parts, obviously. Certainly from the events of today, Daniel will not let the fact that Lucas punched him out of his mind. Perhaps he forgot that I was the one that punched him first that started this whole violence thing. I must be a hypocrite. Telling Lucas all that anti-violence crap and then I go off and punch Daniel in the gut.

Whatever, it didn’t matter now. I needed to get to bed so that I wouldn’t be an easy target for surprise tomorrow from Daniel. I needed to be on my guard all day long, and for that I needed some rest. I was really exhausted from today. So many things going on but not enough hours to hold out the weight. I crashed onto my bed and let my eyelids close. I felt my breathing slow to an easy pace, and within minutes I was deep into a dream about two people on a bridge punching at each other, but missing every time.



© 2008 Laraine Davis


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Laraine Davis
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