I knock on her door again. She's been avoiding me ever since the park. Ever since the scar... I knock harder. "CHARLIE MAY DAWN!!! YOU OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW!!!",I demand. I'm angry. How could she not tell me?
The door creaks open. She's letting me in. I step in and shut the door. No one needs to hear this. I turn, ready to let my anger out on her, but all of it diminishes when I see her crying. Every time we talk she cries. I hurt her too much...
"Dawnie...",I soothe, calling her by her childhood nickname. I can't stand to see her cry. I lay a hand on her shoulder, causing her body to rock with violent sobs. "It's okay. It'll be okay."
She shakes her head and looks up at me. "No. It'll never be okay. As long as I have this on my body, the memories, it'll never by okay.",she cries. I feel so sad. For her and for me. She lets the rest of her tears fall.
"Charlie", I start. She shushes me.
"I'll tell you. I'll tell you right now. Just...give me a minute.", she begs. I nod. I'm not gonna push her. She moves so she's facing me. She clears her throat and starts talking.
"A month after you left, some people started picking on me. Like REALLY bad. It was horrible. But I got through it. The teasing didn't stop, but... Anyway, Justin Weatley, remember him? We'll, he asked me out. I said yes because... Hey I'm not gonna admit I wasn't alone. We went on some dates. And then...and then...",she stops.
I take her hand, and she squeezes it. I nod. "We went back to his place after a date and we were about to...you know, when he said he had to get something. I nodded, thinking it was a condom. I'd laid back and closed my eyes. That's when I felt the burning on my stomach."
My hand tenses in hers. She purses her lips. "He had actually went to light a match. Everyone had said I needed to go...",she whispers. I stand. Oh, hell no! People told her to kill herself? "Sit down, Leaves. You can't do anything about it." I freeze when she calls me 'Leaves'. She hasn't called me that since we were little. I sit.
"He watched as my body burned. He was laughing! I couldn't believe he would do that. Then he took pictures... They were on the internet the next day.",she cries. I squeeze her hand. All of this happened to her and she didn't call me? "I...uh...spent some time in the hospital. Third degree burns, destined to leave a scar. My mom stayed by my side though." "I know I should've left,but I couldn't. It was the place I grew up in. So we stayed. Everyone knows about the scar. Everyone around school passed them around! They would even call me at night harassing me and calling me horrible names. And if I didn't pick up they would call the house phone...".
"You didn't want your mom to pick up the phone.",I finish for her. She nods. I'm trying to stay calm for her, but it's getting hard.
"My mom got the pictures sealed,but,people still had copies. I graduated early and took college online. I don't have to do anything during summer. I have a job and I actually graduated college early,too. I'm only eighteen and that's already happened. The things that changed...", she says.
She asks me to lay down with her. She wipes under my eyes and I realize I'm crying. I sigh into her hair. "You s-should've called m-me. I w-would've protected y-you.",I stutter. She laughs.
"If only you would have.",she whispers. I snuggle closer to her.
"I would've. I would've beat the shit out of Wheat Thins." She hugs me and rubs my back, like I'M the one who needs comforting. I kiss her temple and get up. "You need to eat. How about we go to "Sydney Boarders"?", I ask. She nods. I turn to go when I feel a tug on my shirt.
"Do me a quick favor?", she asks. I nod.
"Hold me a little while longer?". I nod and hug her against my chest.
Did you guys like this chapter? I loved it! I think I'm gonna start doing sneak peaks. See you guys next chapter. Bye!!!