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Creative Created on 7-2-08 Views(258) Story Rating PG

-Chapter Eight- I got home around nine that night only to find Liza and my father sitting in the kitchen. Her hands were caressing her face and my dad was saying soothing things to her. His eyes averted over to me and a glare soon overcame his strong features. “Jackie, are you going to be a goddamn bitch for the next two years? If so you should just go and live with someone else!” He fumed and I winced. I could say nothing. I had no clever comeback or anything else. My mouth suddenly felt so dry and my hands quivered a bit. “Well, say something!” He demanded but no words would come out of my throat. “What do you want me to say?” I croaked out but that just seemed to make the tension worse. “You could start by explaining whether or not you want to be here. I can only help you so far…” I looked down at the ground so that I wouldn’t be intimidated by his mirroring hazel eyes. The truth was that I truly didn’t know. I kind of wanted to stay, but then again, I wanted to leave this goddamn place. Suddenly, I heard the shuffling of feet and noticed that little Becca was spying on us from the other room. I tried hard not to roll my eyes but a small sigh escaped. “I don’t know.” “You don’t know?” He snarled. “It is a yes or no question. I am tired of you twisting things around here. Maybe getting out of here would be best.” “FINE!” I shouted with fire. “Get me the hell out of here if I am twisting things. Just send me away but don’t you dare bring me to any member on your shabby family! I’d rather go to Puerto Rico!” But I didn’t want to go to Puerto Rico; I wanted to stay here, well sort of. His face turned purple. “I will call the social worker and you will be gone by tomorrow.” My dad squeezed out in a tight and rigid voice. “The sooner the better,” I snapped before swiveling on my heel and marching up the steps. Not long afterwards I began to hear the light pitter patter of Becca’s feet. Her hand clawed into my arm and I swung around. “What the hell?” “So is running away a quality you also got from your dad?” She snarled with a sharp and venomous edge. “You think he is bad well look at you! So is this how you work? Do your damage but then leave to do some more damage to people that care about you!” “I am not running away from anything!” I retorted but my voice quavered. “Yes you are! You are afraid to be nice to any of us, especially my mom, so you have to leave before you do!” “What are you talking about? I was pretty nice to you.” “Not as nice as you should’ve been!” “Well you were no walk on the beach either!” “Fine whatever you keep telling yourself that but I did one thing you didn’t… I tried. I tried to be a good sister.” And with that Becca shook her head and walked down the hall. I tried… didn’t I? The obvious answer was no. My eyes burned with suppressed tears but I didn’t dare cry, especially not out here in the hallway where anyone could just walk by and see me vulnerable. I slammed my door shut once I got to my room and began throwing things around like I had the first day. I had given up in one week. Wait, I didn’t give up, they gave up on me. Or was it the other way around? My suitcase was tucked away in my closet so I jumbled around the messy clothes until I found its handle. I tried to shove away all thoughts of them. I bet Liza was relieved though, that the little bitch was finally leaving. I bet my dad was happy too. I remembered being all excited about having someone around my age this morning and now when a few things were starting to go my way I was leaving. I was giving up, I knew I was; giving up on this family, this town, and maybe even a part of myself. But if I did leave I could start fresh and meet a few more relatives of mine in Puerto Rico. I could walk along the beach and do things people do there. I know I would have to improve my Spanish-speaking abilities but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. What if it was worse though? My thoughts always seem to make everything so much more difficult. I have a problem with always thinking about the negatives, that was what my mother used to say to me all the time. She’d say the cup was always half-empty for me and I agreed because that was how I saw it. I glanced over at to clock only to find that it was hardly past nine. Becca was probably already sleeping and my dad was most likely still talking to Liza. Hopefully they weren’t out on the porch swing, because I had a sudden urge to go out on it. I snook out of my room and tiptoed down the steps. They were in the kitchen which made my breathing come out easier. The door creaked rather loud but it didn’t interrupt their conversation. I moved swiftly over to the swing and it lightly moved back and forth. It was always so peaceful out here. I could just shut my eyes and never wake up. In fact that idea sounded wonderful at the moment. My eyes closed and I felt my body shift so that I was lying down on the swing. Breathing dawdled. Exhale prolonged. Pulse slowed. A bright gleam of light streamed into the darkness of my eyes. It was morning, that was obvious, but it felt strange. As if I truly wasn’t awake. I sat up in the swing and didn’t even bother stretching before maneuvering into the house. It was six. The only time I ever woke up this early was for school. I sighed and went up to my room to pack. My room was still as messy as hell but I could find my clothes easily. Taking a shower was still a part of my daily routine, even if it was so early and I would probably wake them up. Oh well, it won’t kill them. Once out of the warm water, I began to blow dry my hair until it only looked a little damp. “It’ll do.” I said to myself while picking up a pony tail holder and shoving my dark hair into a messy bun. Once back in my room I didn’t have a hard time figuring out what I would wear. I just grabbed a pair of black athletic shorts and a white tank top. After I shoved them both on I put on my socks and white pumas and sat down on my bed. The hours ticked by slowly until I finally heard movement downstairs. I shoved my rucksack over my shoulder and entered the kitchen. “We will send you the rest of your stuff once you are in Puerto Rico.” My father stated quietly while he got his coffee. I made no response and instead went back out on the porch to sway on the swing. The neighborhood looked so grand today and I began getting second thoughts. Actually, I have been second thoughts all the previous night, and even second thoughts of those thoughts. But I dreaded the very truth and I tried to make it forbidden to think of. I didn’t want to leave.

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On July 4th 2008 CSLuvr Said :
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:O noooo! she can't leave! :[ Great post..
On July 3rd 2008 XxCloudyEyesxX Said :
XxCloudyEyesxX i'm having trouble with the formatting too, the only thing i could think to do is hand code it in HTML, that kinda works....i don't know if that helps, but it was a great chapter, not too hard to read and definately worth it, so plz kmp!!
On July 3rd 2008 justthegirlxox Said :
justthegirlxox oh, wow. i wouldn't give up on my dad that easily. but thats because i love to argue and yell at people. =] ha, kmp please.
On July 3rd 2008 chelseaprice12 Said :
chelseaprice12 if subscribing doesn't work, then kmp! :D
On July 3rd 2008 shorteternity Said :
shorteternity i dont want her to leave either.
On July 3rd 2008 xXPunkGirl09Xx Said :
xXPunkGirl09Xx Oh wow, this is good story and it makes me almost to cry for her. I hope she won't leave at all until maybe...hey, i won't let myself ruin next chapter lol
On July 2nd 2008 jirrith2007 Said :
jirrith2007 awww, i think they;re starting to grow on her hard exterior. loves it :D
On July 2nd 2008 rosebrugh Said :
rosebrugh i like it and i hate my dad, but i hate my mom more so we are going to court to see if i could live with him.i dont want to live with either.i guess that is the problem with her too in a way.kmpp
On July 2nd 2008 lalarubio23 Said :
lalarubio23 like it. kmp
On July 2nd 2008 upyours911 Said :
upyours911 Plz kmp!
On July 2nd 2008 vegxjen Said :
vegxjen Ha. wow at least she got a choice. my dad would have thrown me out.
On July 2nd 2008 cheerleader725 Said :
cheerleader725 Good!!! KMPP!!
On July 2nd 2008 musiclover2050 Said :
musiclover2050 kmpp
On July 2nd 2008 Equasha Said :
Equasha she shud leave.....i wud plz keep me posted
On July 2nd 2008 twilight8218 Said :
twilight8218 you're right it isn't over and I will explain why Becca was a little aggravated the other day... in an upcoming chapter
On July 2nd 2008 icewillow13 Said :
icewillow13 you still didn't say why Becca was upset but I have a feeling that you will because this story isn't over yet... I hope. Anyway it wasn't that hard to read just not as easier as usual kmp!
On July 2nd 2008 twilight8218 Said :
twilight8218 oh and I am not sure if the subscribing works so I will post you all and please tell me if it did or not
On July 2nd 2008 twilight8218 Said :
twilight8218 AUTHOR'S NOTE
For some reason it wouldn't let me tab or enter so it isn't very legible. Bear with me here and just try your best to read it. Thank you and sorry for the inconvenience.