Long Way Down

-Harry

Currently, I am making my way to the store because the boys drunk all the damn liquor.

Just as I pull up to an intersection, the green light changes to red. I groan not feeling patent today.

A car pulls up on the left of me and it sits very close- some people don’t know how to fucking drive!

I look down into the car and see Sammie, figures.

Wait-no- she’s crying, and when I say that, i mean full on. There’s snot, her face is red, and she’s shaking. Why is she even driving?

The light changes and she pulls off towards her home. I continue on my way to liquor store, but not even five minutes later I turn around heading her way- curiosity getting the best of me.

I arrive to her house and see her car parked at an angle, she must have rushed getting in.

I knock and nothing. I knock louder- maybe she didn’t hear me. Just as I was about to leave I hear glass break. I grab the door knob and jiggle it vigorously, it opens.

You have time to lock your door, but cannot park properly. I roll my eyes at the thought and walk into her house.

Looking in, her place is a mess, her things are thrown everywhere.

I clear my throat, “Sammie!?”

Another glass has been shattered. I walk into the next room- she’s on the counter, throwing everything out of her cabinets.

She sees me and almost falls off the counter, I step to help her but, her eyes go wide and she shrieks, “Get out of my house bastard!”

She throws a glass cup at me, now, my eyes grow wide and rage is filled within me.

“Whatever! I was just trying to help!” I throw my arms up.

As I turn to leave, I hear Sam quietly whisper, “When are you ever trying to help me?”

I snap my head back, my eyes growing softer when I see tears rolling down her cheeks. She wipes her nose and sniffles.

“I-I-I, Look! I don’t alright! Just tell me why you’re doing all of this!”

She boldly states the words ‘No’. I look at her angry again, “You will tell me and you will tell me now. In fact, right this instance or you WILL regret it.”

Laughter. Sam legit laughs, she laughs as if she heard the funniest thing in the world. I clench my fists down my sides.

Still laughing Sam says, “You, you!” She laughs more and points at me, “You are going to make ME” She pauses and points at her-self, “Regret it? Well newsflash dickweed, you already ruined me! I’ve lost both my jobs, I’m now taking online schools, I have no one in my life, you had Liam RAPE me because you were in your damn feelings, and now you have the audacity to make me tell you what my deal is?”

By the time she stops she is calm, like nothing happened. I stare at her.

She hops off the counter and heads to the back of her house, the last words I hear from her are “Get out”.

I nod my head even though she can’t see me. I shut her front door on the way out and get in my car.

I’m mad. I’m mad that I let her talk to me like that. I’m mad that she won’t tell me why she’s bitching, because she threw a damn cup at me.

I’m mad because for once, I care.

Notes

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