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Saturday, June 24, 2006
Chapter 3
The halls are filled with excited students. It’s a four day weekend and kids had things planned. Angel made her way to her locker through the crowd of kids. When she had her stuff she turned around to see Ricky, two guys, and two girls. “Hey these are my friends. They’re coming to hang out with us.” Angel just nodded. She knew them all. Sam the tall dark one and Charles the blond one, Amy was the red head and Nikki was the blond who was Sam’s girlfriend as Amy was Charles.
“Um…” Angel began. “I have to stop by my house…as you already know.” They all just shrugged except for Ricky who nodded. Soon they came upon her house. She remembered the wall where blood was at. Oh no. she thought. “You all have to stay out here. Mom hates visitors,” she lied as she ran into the house. Great. She thought. Mom isn’t home. She went to the wall but the blood was cleaned up. Well that’s good.
Ricky looked up from the group to look at Angel. “What’d she say?” Angel stuttered. “She’s…she’s not home. But I left her a note saying where I was.” Ricky nodded as they began to head towards his place.
“Hey Angel, are you ok? I mean not to sound all nosey or anything but you haven’t been in school for a long time.” Amy said. Angel looked at her as she thought about telling her.
“My dad,” she began but stopped. “…”
“Your dad what?” asked Nikki. “Got sick or something?” Angel looked at her.
“…y-yea.” She said quietly. “He’s really sick.” Sick with anger. She thought smugly. Sick…with anger. Ricky was trying to change the subject when they had finally arrived at his house.
“Well we’re here.” He said calmly. Amy spoke up rudely. “Finally!” she had exclaimed. Angel was cautious as Ricky took her hand and led her inside. She was scared. Afraid of the secrets she worked so hard to keep locked inside might spill out.
The Brown haired, green eyed cutie got drinks from his kitchen and brought it to them. “Well enjoy,” he said smoothly. Angel didn’t open up her can of root beer. She kept it closed as all the others took a sip. She stared at Ricky; his tan skin was smooth and his hands soft to the touch. His brown hair was shaggy and looked messed up yet she thought it was cute. And the way he looked at her with his green eyes made her melt. She felt safe. She felt secure. For once in her life she didn’t have to worry about her father hitting her and beating her until she bled.
She dropped her can of root beer as flashes came to her of him beating her. Pictures of Ricky were soon replaced with pictures of blood on the walls, on the clothes, on her. She was shook harshly as she snapped back to reality. Ricky stood above her as she lay on the ground. “Angel, are you ok?!” he said to her.
She didn’t reply. All she did was stare as a tear rolled down her cheek. Charles looked at her. “Hey are you ok? You’re crying.” Angel looked up at Charles and then Ricky. Ricky held her in his arms. Her head went back as she fell unconscious.
ok well there's chapter 3...tell me what you think!!
~~~Shia~~~
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