A life worth living

My life before I ran away looked perfect, a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence, a decorated officer as a dad and a stay at home mother. But if you looked closer you could see the imperfections. You would see that the beer in our fridge would only last for a couple of days. You would see my mother, always trying to keep my dad happy. And you would see the burns on my skin, where the cigarettes had left there mark. But you would have to look hard, to see these imperfections. They weren’t on the surface, they where kept hidden like a deep dark secret.


7. Party

Leila’s P.O.V

“Do you smoke?” I asked trying to be serious, but failed miserably since I couldn’t stop laughing. “Do you mean cigarettes? In that case NO!” He said laughing, and almost falling of the bench. “My parents were so strict, they would have flipped out. And I was on the football team, so I could have gotten expelled.” He said the word expelled like and old Englishman, and we bursted into laughter. “No no no, I mean….. Weed.” I whispered it like it, was the most important thing in the world. “Yes once, but then I got suspended. And I didn’t get to go to the prom.” He said the prom thing very sad. “Cheer up, I didn’t go to my prom either.” I laughed. “HEY! I’ve got an idea: we can go to prom now! Well not prom but a party.”  I said, trying to be serious, but failed again. We eventually got up from the bench, and stumbled towards a clothing store. We were so drunk at this moment, we thought shopping would be a good idea. 

“On three. One. Two. Three!” We said simultaneously, and jumped out of our dressing room. I don’t know if it was the alcohol, or his new outfit but he looked hot. He was wearing tight black jeans, a white V-neck t-shirt and his leather jacket over. Damn he was hot. Okay, I was really drunk. I was wearing black short shorts, and a pretty low-cut white tank top. I had taken all of my bracelets and piercings off, and that was a lot of work in my condition. And I was wearing heels, but even though I was pretty drunk I could still walk in them. I used the free samples to do my makeup. None of us looked homeless. But we did spend almost all of the money he gave me, but right then and there none of us cared. “Damn, you look hot” We both said simultaneously, while looking at each other. We bursted in to laughter, and walked out of the store. We snuck into a club, and just started to have fun. We drank, we danced, but I’m a little fuzzy on the details.


Nobody’s P.O.V  

The club was warm and sweaty and everybody was drinking. Some were dancing, some were sitting in a booth but everybody was having fun. When Leila and Jason walked into the club, the first thing they did was to hit the dance floor. In the beginning they danced together, but Leila found a hot guy to dance with. If it weren’t because Jason was drunk, he would probably have been upset. Because he was crushing on Leila, even though he didn’t know it. But he too found someone else to dance with. The rest of the night they danced, and drank. Leila and the other guy really hit it off, they ended up in his hotel room. But before anything happened she passed out, charming right?  Jason went back to the ally; he tried to find Leila at the club but couldn’t.   

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