She told me to go and I don't know why I listened. She had blood running down her head turning her blue hair red/ purple. And fear was written all over her face. i need to make sure she's okay. But I can't go back. It's dark out it almost midnight. Then it hit me. The diner. Maybe she'll of back tomorrow. That's where I'll be waiting.
i cleaned up the blood from my wrist off the counter, floor, razor, and my skin. I changed into sweats and a tank top and went to bed.
I woke up by the sun coming through my window. I checked the time. 7:00. I had time before I go to the diner. So I decided to have a bubble bath. After relaxing for awhile I put on a pink and white tribal leggings, a grey sweater that goes to my mid thigh, a pale pink scarf and pink ugg boots. I put grey winged eyeliner with light pink eyeshadow and mascara on the put some foundation to hid my acne. Then I curled my hair and put a grey bow in back pulling my front hair out of my face. I grabbed my bag and phone and walked downstairs. I left a note saying I was going to the diner and walked out. When I got there I saw Meagan my usual waitress. I smiled her and she just laughed saying "I'll get your usual" then walked to the back room. I sat at my usual table and pulled out my phone and put my feet up on the chair. I was scrolling through Instagram when I noticed someone sit by me. Why do people feel compelled to talk to me all of a sudden. Jeez. But when I looked up it was none other then curly. "What happened yesterday. Who was that man?" He asked. "What is this 20 questions? And that 'man' was my father" I said with a hint of annoyance. "Oh. I'm sorry. It's just-" I cut him off before he could finish "why did you follow me home?" This took him a minute to answer. "I was worried..you ran off crying and I thought I did something wrong." He replied. As I was about to say something Meagan brought me my Twix frappe with extra whipcream and chocolate. Curly looked at me strange. Then I realized he was probably thinking how I don't need any more calories. Oh well. It's my favorite.
When the waitress puts down Lily's drink I noticed something when Lily reached for it. Her sleeve lifted up a bit and there were...cuts? I couldn't tell for sure. I just looked at her surprised. Until she spoke. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She said insecurely. "It's just...your wrist.." I said as I played with my hands. " what do you mean?" She said shyly pulling her sleeves down over her hands which were sitting on the table. I don't know what came over me but I grabbed her left hand and pulled up her sleeve before she could take it back. I couldn't believe what I saw. There were about 15 cuts you can tell they weren't accidents.
He sat there staring at my wrist. I quickly pulled my sleeve down and it pulled him out of his trance. But before he could say anything I made up a story saying I fell in a thorn bush. His face looked as if he were...hurt? You could tell he didn't buy my story but he didn't bring it up. I finished my frappe and paid. I was about to walk out when curly asked me where I was going. I simply said to my house. And what he said stopped me in my tracks. "Most people say that they're going home. Why didn't you call it home?" I simply said "what's your definition of home?" And with that I walked out. Thinking I left him behind until he ran up to me and answered my question. "Home: 1.
the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household."
"Well you see, I asked for YOUR definition. Not the definition " I said.
" my definition of home is: somewhere you can go no matter what. A safe place where your excepted." I laughed. Which seemed to confuse him. "What's so funny? What's your definition?"
"I wouldn't know. I don't have a home. I have a house. It's just a place I sleep at night." And with that we made it to my house, I grabbed my key and walked inside but before I closed the door he asked if He could come in. I noticed my father wasn't home so I said sure.
i walked into her house and it smelled of pot and alcohol. She walked through the hall just on the right and I followed. I noticed a crack/ dent in the counter side and I wondered if that's where she "hit" her head. She turned to corner into the living room and started cleaning. I stood there and watched her as she picked up about 5 empty beer bottles, 3 full ash trays. And little bags of what seemed to be different drugs. She walked to the kitchen with full hand and put the small bags in a wooden box that seemed to have others in it. She recycled the bottles and washed the ash trays which she the returned to the coffee table. "Sorry for the mess..my father tends to leave his stuff around. Do you want to watch a movie?" She asked awkwardly. Which was really cute. I nodded my head and followed her to the couch. After about 10 minutes of deciding what movie we finally chose the incredibles. She sat down next to the arm of the couch and I sat in the middle so there was space between us. She looked uncomfortable like she's never had company. About half way into the movie she fell asleep. At the end I turned off the tv and was going to leave until the front door swung open and woke her up. Her eyes went wide then she looked at me, at the door, then back at me. Her fAce full of fear like it was the night before. The man that I learned was her father walked in smelling of beer. "Lily. Who's your friend?" He said rudely. She jumped up and stood next to me "this is...umm" she mumbled and I realized I never told her my name so I spoke up. " I, Harry sir. Nice to meet you" I said nicely putting my hand out for him to shake. "Pfft. Nice Lily how much are you paying him to put up with you??huh?? You little slut all you ever want isto get attention