Grow up or Shut up.

OOC: Lol I don't want to be pregnant, besides i would sacrifice my own babies to a potion or something while practicing my magic haha.

I start dreaming. Everything was in a fog and I didn't really know what was going on. All I knew was that I wasn't safe where I was. I started to run, trying to escape the fog. It had been forever since I pulled myself out of a dream so I was just letting it just its course. I ran and ran. While moving around on my bed in reality. I needed to find a clearing. Any place where I could see. At that moment the fog turned to smoke. I sat down and cried, awaiting the danger.

I count to three,before dashing out into the rain.I quickly hop onto Bray's porch.I take a small breath,and push my hair behind my ears.I quietly push the doorbell waiting for an answer.I count"un,deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six.."(123456)
ooc- no babies for me thanx xD

ooc: Nikki your role is Bray best friend who has a thing for black magic. But Bray dosn't care xD?
NO BABBIES!

I let out a relieved breath as the door closed behind Tyler. A small part of me was glad to see him again. Know he was okay. Why shouldn't he be okay? He was Perfect Tyler. "It's safe to come out now..." I called to Spencer. No. All he did by coming back here was stir up unwanted memories once more. Things I didn't want to think about again. Things I thought I had left behind, with that goddamn house. I shudder, knowing those long nights are returning to haunt me yet again. The yelling, breaking of glass. The empty bottles in my father's study, and the turtle necked sweaters my mother seemed to have suddenly taken a liking to. Back once more. It was like home all over again.

I step out of the house not caring the rain is hitting me hard. My hair is beginning to stick to my face. I walk with my arms cross my pentagram necklace clanking against the other various necklaces I am wearing.
I see Bray's house getting closer. She has stopped talking to me and I demand an explaination...
I knock on her door waiting for a response

I hear the doorbell but I'm still in my dream. In it I feel a hard hand come down on my shoulder. I turn around to see Blake in the smoke. I wake up in a cold sweat. What the hell? I hadn't even thought about that asshole in forever. I couldn't have been happier when he moved out. I remember the door bell and wrap my towel around myself as I run down the stairs.

I see Faith. "Oh hi! Sorry about...this." I say referring to my towel. "I fell asleep in it. Come in!" I look behind Faith and see Nikki. "Nikki?"

I smile at her greeting and look over,another...friend of Bray's had arived.I look over a moment waiting for a moment,that I would no longer be confused.I take a deep breath and exhale quietly.I look down at the wooded floor of the porch.Embarrasement has washed over me.'You shouldn't have come' a voice seemed to be yelling in my mind as I stood there

I look up my black make up has made its way down my face with the rain drops.
"We need to talk Bray, you can't keep avoiding me."

I hear a belt being set on the doorknob, and open it with a jolt yet again, causing me to fall to the floor and loose grip on Blake's jeans. I grab the belt and shimmy my way back into the bathroom awkwardly, little girl hello kitty underwear showing the the whole way. I close my eyes as I shut the door to the bathroom, or what has now become my own gateway to personal embarrassment. I fiddle with the belt, which isn't small enough for my waist. Sighing, I end up tying it in a knot around my waist.

I emerge slowly from the bathroom for once, after combing and braiding my hair down my back. Bruises from my father still show slightly on my face, but at least the dirt was gone. I look at them, the fear gone from my eyes along with the dirt, swirling down the drain. They were just boys. BOYS.

"So." I say, nonchalantly. "Do you, by chance, have any food?" I ask, trying to keep up a tough facade.

Was I really perfect? I knew all the Teachers said I was. I new that my parent always chose me over Blake, but was I really perfect? I never thought I was all the problems I have faced through the day. I saw the red light and stopped. I saw I still had some Tylenol in the car. I took 5 of them. Maybe to much but I needed to calm down. There was a water bottle and I gulped them down. I sighed and kept driving. I didn't have my cell phone on me so I couldn't call Bray. It was about a 30 min drive left. I geuss she was going to have to wait. I was.

I look at Faith "Sorry about all this. Can I help you with something or did you just come by to hang out?" I ask then look at Nikki, I guess I had been avoiding her but it wasn't because of her. I was just figuring things out. "Not right now Nik. I have company."

ooc: brb. gotta eat

A smile tugs at the corner of my lips as she falls through the door, but avert my eyes to the newspapered windows. I'm surprised she hasn't brought that up yet. Although I don't know how I would answer if she did. "I was high" hardly seems like a sufficient answer.

When she emerged from the bathroom fully clothed, I raise my eyes hesitantly, and look her over, but before I saw anything else, what caught my eyes were the patches of discolored skin on her face.

"Yeah.. Plenty.." I nodded to the kitchen, at a loss for words for the second time this day. I sincerely hoped this wasn't going to become a regular thing. "Don't eat much."

"Ok fine" I reply to Bray. Walking past her towards the bathroom yanking a piece of her hair out. I sit in the empty bathtub, cutting a piece of my hair out and placing with Bray's hair in a bottle with some mixed items.
My potion for truth between the two individuals. I wasn't going to be kept in the dark any longer and i hated the idea of using my magic on her but there was no other way anymore.

I drove past to see that creep of a friend of hers. Nikki. She was back again. She never did like me. She always gave me a bad vibe. And one night Bray told me about a sleep over where she did some voodoo thing to try and curse me. Maybe it worked. Who knows? I kind of thought she was cool. I mean not many people could do that. But, hating me isn't a good thing. Is it. I just drove past her house.

I got a little farther and got to my house. I walk in. I was getting tired. I saw my mother cooking diner. Like every Sunday night. I could...I fell on the floor blacked out for about 10 minutes. I get up.

"Hunny you missed church" She said pating my head. I looked at her smiling and walked back up to my room. I could here her from downstairs talking about me to her friends. She called me down for diner but I said I was sick. So I didn't go.

I smirk as I see his rail thin body. He was skinny, for a guy. To say the least. I walk to the kitchen, and notice that I wasn't tripping over empty beer cans.

"When didcha clean up, smallfry?" I say, giggling as I pour through the fridge, only to take out milk and lucky charms. Lucky charms... in the fridge. Odd. A lot of stuff seemed odd about this house. The smell, the lack of light. The newspaper on the windows?

I didn't bother with a bowl. I was too hungry. I poured milk and cereal straight into my mouth, and swallowed. It took all my strength not to start crying. This tasted so, so good. I looked at Blake through the corner of my eye, curious. he was as odd as his house. A puzzle waiting to be solved.

"Clean up? I don't know what you're talking about. I always keep my living quarters well kept and organized." I tilt my head, looking genuinely confused.

I took a seat at the wobbly, small table I picked up at the junkyard. My elbows on the table, I placed my chin in my hand, and furrowed my eyebrows.

"So what's your story?" I ask gently, my voice a bit uncertain. I don't interact much with people in general anymore. My buyers just gave me the money, took the stuff and left, and normally nobody exactly stops in and visits. I guess that was one of the reasons why I invited her in.

"Everybody's got one."

I take a quite large breath,before speaking."I was..um...wondering..if you knew étions (Where) a...um..Magasin de vêtements..er,a clothing shop was...?" My face was flushed.The thought of me having to ask people where things were seemed to embarrass me,Esspecially whenthere were strangers around.

The problem I hadn't had enough time to grab more clothes,as both my parents banged like the rabid animals they were,on my door.Like allways,they had come home,my mother on some type of drug,and my father drunk.They had sold my saxaphone for beer and drug money,and ruined my life.My face hardens as my thoughts and memories grow more and more vivid.The fact was,I hated my parents,and anyone like them.Druggies,alcholics,homless people even made me angry at times.
I flinch as the unwanted memories fly into my mind.

I whipe my face of emotion,"It looks like your busy,I'll just ask someone else"I put on a fake smile.I tried to make my voice seem happy,but it was unheard of when my thoughts were on my past.My voice eched out in a rocky cold voice.I flinch after I speak,knowing how mean I must have sounded.

It was about 10:00 when I got up from a nap. Maybe the pills were not a good idea. I sigh and get out of my bed. The covers a mess. I walk down stares to see my mother talking to my father about random stuff. I step off the last step.

"Son, your mother said you were not at church today. Why was that?" He said smiling then began to talk about the lord. No that I hated that guy. "God" But he never seemed to help me in my time of need. I just saw that today. How stupid am I. I walk over to them sitting in the living room that any kid would have wanted.

"I was at Brays house...” I said making a horrible excuse knowing my mother. She would have called Bray. They go one about there sex laws and shit. I really didn't care. It was school tomorrow I didn't want an argument. So I said "Fine" And walked back upstairs with a cup of hot chocolate.

ooc-- brb shower

"Oh no. If you go down this street about 10 blocks, make a left on Carter St and go about 4 more blocks you'll be at the mall." I smile, ignoring the look on her face and knowing she wanted to leave. I remember that I am STILL in that dang towel and blush. "Ignore Nikki. She is a little overdramatic at times. No need to feel awkward. You can ask me for help anytime. Need me to write down those directions?" I ask

I decide to write them down anyway. I hand the slip of paper to her and say "Sorry to be rude but I really need to go find Nikki. I'll see you soon I s'pose. Good luck shopping!" I smile and run up the stairs, calling for Nikki. Wait. Where was Tyler?

I walk out the bathroom and towards Bray's room sitting on her bed waiting for my little brew to take effect on her. 'not long now' I think to myself as she helps Faith with the directions.
Faith looks strange, flooded with emotion not to mention her face was the same colour as a tomatoe.
"You alright there Faith you look a little flushed?"

I take out my phone.

To: Bray
From: Tyler
[Sorry I didn't come over today..but it would realy helpp if my mother called you tell her I was at your house. Thanks]

I send it the turn on my XBOX. I began to play Halo taking my mind off things.

I nod to nikki and Bray before she dash's off.I sigh,and look at the directions.It was a slow drizzle now,and easy to drive in.I quietly walk to my lime green car.I silently hop in and drive to the Mall,using directions provided by Bray.I quietly count my money,as I was sitting in the parking lot.I sigh,"this should be enough"I mutter as I walk into the very large mall.


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I walk out of the Mall smiling,I had many hottopic,Journeys,andmany other stores bags in my hand.I easily framed in my $500 buget.I was glad too.
I easily get in my car,starting the engine

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I step out of my car,infront of my home.I was expecting a crew to come soon with a moving van.They would bring a kitchen table, fridge, couch, bed, A T.v. and many other items.I had stoped at the local furniture store before driving home.I smile,I still had over $5000 to live off of.I sigh,as I throw my many bags out of the way inside.I walk back outside and sit on the hood of my car,reading the job section of the newspaper.

I get Tyler's txt and frown. Where had he been then? [Okay. No problem, Love.] I hit send, thinking about how I really wanted to see him right now. I missed him. He was my best friend too, after all. Best friend. Nikki. I call for Nikki again. Where was that girl? "NIKKI!" I scream