I walk into the dining room to find her hot cousin in here holding an ice pack to his stomach. O my god. I can't believe I did that to him. I guess he heard me gasp and he lifted his head.
I go up to him and say"O my god I am so sorry :(" He then moved away from me. I get that a lot so I'm used to it. I'm not only the badass at school. I'm also the weird ugly mental chick. I just say sorry and walk out crying softly.
I then get pulled back right before I leave and close the door.
" What! What can you want from me?! I already did enough to you. I can't blame you from not wanting to be by me." I say sobbing quietly.
He says" What?"
A "Why are you saying what? Can I please just leave."
L "I'm sorry"
A "What do you have to be sorry for I'm the one should be sorry and I am."
L " For moving away"
After a long silence he finally said something "My name is Leo What is yours?"
A "My name is Abigail but people call me Abby and I'm sorry."
L "What a beautiful name and it's ok. I shouldn't of had bud in. Its just I didn't want you to get hurt. I've seen what he done before."
A " What? Why would you care about me?"
L " I don't know its just some thing about you that is different"
A "Yeah like how I'm an ugly, weird, mental, mean chick."
L "What no! Why would you say that? I mean not like other girls who get pushed around and don't do anything, or girls who act like mean barbies."
A "And first of all I didn't need your help I could of taken him and beaten him on my own."
L "Ok next time I will remember that. And you looked pretty badass back there. Where did you learn how to fight like that?
A "Thanks and i learned it from my brother" I suddenly became sad.
L "Why are you so sad?"
A "It"s nothing mind your own business!"
The reason I'm so sad is that my brother died in a fire trying to save some one. He was a firefighter and while he saved the person he couldn't save himself. He was the only one who cared for me. He raised me and made me feel better when I was sad. And stood up for me when my parents would abuse me. When he died the beating just got worse. And now I live on my own now.
I said "I'm sorry" and ran out.
Sara saw me and took me to her room and asked what was wrong.
A "Nothing I'm fine"
S "no your not!"
A "yes I am"
I ran out and got a drink