Kiss Me and I Bleed

I woke up the next morning with a call from Morgan. She didn’t waste any time when she asked, “Did you hear?” I was sleepy, but now I was wide awake.
“Hear about what?” I asked.
“I heard that Chelsea had sex with Jace Friday night!” she answered. For some reason I was still mad. I didn’t really want Jace and it wasn’t like Chelsea was my best friend, but she was still someone I considered a friend and that’s what pissed me off. I got dressed quickly and ditched doing my hair and make-up. I was quite all through breakfast and the car ride to school. Morgan was already waiting at my locker when I got their and looked just as pissed as I felt.
“Where are they?” I asked.
“I think she’s in the cafeteria.” She answered. We walked in together. She was sitting at our regular table smiling and laughing about something. I looked, but couldn’t find Jace. We walked over there were she was sitting.
When we got there she asked, “What?”
“YOU FUCKING KNOW WHAT YOU STUPID CUNT!” I yelled.
“DON’T YELL AT MY FRIEND LIKE THAT!” yelled Heather, Chelsea’s friend.
“YOU STAY OUT OF THIS.” Morgan interrupted.
“I BET IF YOU HAD OF STAYED OUT OF PEOPLE’S BUSINESS. NICOLE WOULDN’T HAVE KNOWN ANYTHING ABOUT THIS.” She yelled back. It was getting loud and people were starting to stare. I got distracted by making that observation that I did see Chelsea get up. She took her chance and slapped me in the face. I instantly say red and I crawled across the table. I was on top of her and we were slapping, scratching, and punching each. In the moment, I didn’t notice anything around me. Later when Morgan called me she told me that Heather had tried to hit me and they started to get into it. The fight was broken up by the principals and some teachers. As I was being escorted out the cafeteria I saw Jace and was able to escape long enough to slap him in the face. We were all suspended for the rest of the week. I didn’t really care, but dad was pissed. My punishment was no phone, computer, and I had to help my mom in the restaurant and give Angela a week off. The week went by slowly since I wasn’t able to talk to Tony or anyone else the whole week. Since I had been pretty quite during the week Mom and Dad cut my punishment short and was let off the hook by Friday. The first person I called was Tony. He answered instantly and asked him if he could pick me up. He picked me up and I thought we were going to be spending the whole day together by ourselves, but when I walked in the house the TV was on and Tony never watched the TV in his living room. I walked in and saw Stephanie sitting on the couch. My first reaction was to run up to her and pull her hair out, but I was able to control that urge. She was even prettier in person. Her skin was way more lighter than mine. We were almost the same height but she was a little taller. She had platinum blond hair and big blue eyes.
“Hey Steph, this is my friend Nicole.” Tony said. I was blown away when she got up from the couch and gave me a hug. For some strange my anger towards her was completely gone and was replaced by jealousy. I suddenly became self cautious. “Mike, Vic, and Cara are on their way I think.” Tony looked at me and said. “We were planning on going to see a band play.”
“Do you wanna go?” Stephanie asked politely.
“Yeah, everything sounds good after being on lock down all week.” I answered. Tony phone began to ring and he walked in the next room to answer it. I sat on the couch opposite to the one Stephanie was sitting on. It was completely quite except for the TV and Tony talking in the other room.
“Tony told me about the fight.” Stephanie said trying to make small talk. I nodded my head once and it became quite again.
“How long have you and Tony been dating?” I asked.
She smiled and said, “We met each other in eight grade and been dating since ninth grade.” “Do you have a boyfriend?” she asked.
I looked down at my feet and said, “Its actually kind of complicated. The fight Monday was sorta kinda about him. Which was completely dumb since I kind of like someone else now.” I said this on purpose. Tony walked in at that moment and I could read his eyes, and he didn’t think my comment was funny. He took the empty seat next to Stephanie and it felt like my heart was about to ripe out of my chest. We sat and watched TV in silence for awhile until we heard a car pull up. The first one who walked in was Vic. He was really cute and tan like me. He was wearing a plain black wife beater and black skinnies that were ripped at the knees. His hair was brown and curly and reached his shoulder. On top of it he wore a black beanie. He walked in with Cara. She was really cute and was even shorter than me. She had pink hair that reached her shoulders. The last to walk in was Mike. He was super sexy. He was wearing a similar outfit as Vic’s. He had straight black hair that also reached his shoulders. His eyes was a lighter brown than Tony’s and he had an amazing smile. After we introduced ourselves. We jumped in Tony’s truck. Tony and Stephanie sat in the front and me and Cara were in the middle in the backseat. Mike was on my other side. I couldn’t help but notice that our legs were touching. We had plenty of room to move, but neither of us did. He smelled like he had already started drinking, and he smelled like he had smoked a little bit of weed too. He was really funny and kept me laughing the whole ride and almost didn’t notice Tony and Stephanie kept to themselves and were holding hands. Vic and Cara also mostly kept to themselves even though Vic talked to me a couple of times. For the most part It was just Mike and I. Both Mike and Vic were really nice and really funny. The band we went to see was pretty good. I couldn’t help but stare and Tony make out with Stephanie the whole time. He pretty much ignored me all night. Vic and Cara had went off somewhere to be alone. Mike seemed to be everywhere at once. He was definitely drunk now. Sometimes he would go and flirt with other girls and then he would come back and flirt with me. He was a good distraction when he was with me, but he left my heart felt tight and heavy. We danced and got drunk together. At one point I didn’t see him anywhere. I decided I was going to be a witness to Tony and Stephanie’s love anymore, and went to go look for him. I eventually found him outside. He was half way passed out on the sidewalk. I managed to call us a taxi. The cab dropped us off at my house and I half carried, half dragged Mike to my room. His weight wasn’t really a problem, but he was way more taller than me. He completely passed out on my bed. My body wanted to pass out beside of him, but I didn’t let it. Instead I went over to my mirror. I knew for a fact that I wasn’t ugly. Boys had literally been drooling over me since 7th grade, but the way Tony ignored me all night made me feel like shit. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed some scissors and my brother’s clippers. I looked at my hair one more time and then said good-bye. I watched my blond thick fall in the sink and on the floor. By the time I was done I barely had any hair left. I almost completely gone at the bottom. My right side had the most left. Angela had some black hair dye left so I dyed it. It didn’t look that bad. I even think it made me look a little taller and older. I went back to my room to see Mike snoring loudly. He looked so cute and peaceful laying their in my bed. I got in beside him and feel asleep immediately. The next day I woke up with a major headache. My mind went back to last night and found that my heart hurt more. Mike was still sleeping peacefully. It was almost 1 in the afternoon, so I knew everyone was gone. I was wrong though because Angela was in the living room watching TV.
“OH MY GOD MOMMY IS GOING TO KILL YOU.” she said looking at my hair. “What happened to your hair.” she asked. I reached up and touched the top of my head. I had forgotten all about that. I ran to a mirror. Thank God it wasn’t a drunken disaster. It was actually kind of sexy.
“Don’t worry. It’ll grow back.” I said. I went into the kitchen and got some bowls, spoons, and cereal and went back up to my room. When I got in I saw that Mike was awake. He saw me and his eyes popped open.
“I could of sworn you had a head full of hair yesterday.” He said.
I shrugged and said, “I cut it.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I just wanted something different.”
He starred at me a moment longer and said, “I like it.”
“Thanks.” I said. My face was turning red already. “Are you hungry?” I asked. We ate a couple of bowls of cereal. We were starting on our third bowl when Mike’s phone started to vibrate. I was closer to it and got up to get it. I saw on the caller ID it was from someone named Nyssa. As he talked I could hear a girls voice on the other line. When he hung up I asked teasingly “Is that your girlfriend?”
“Shut up.” He replied.
“Answer my question.” I said back.
He paused and said, “ I don’t know. We’ve been talking and seeing each other for a little while now.”
“Awww that’s so cute.” I said in a baby voice.
“I told you to shut up.” He said as he jokingly pushed me. I pushed him back and then we had a short play fight in my room. I hit him with my pillows and he repeatedly picked my up and slammed me on the bed.
“WOULD YALL SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Angela shouted. We stopped and sat down on my bed.
“So what about you?” Mike asked seriously.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I saw you starring at Tony. You looked really sad. I saw Tony starring at you a couple of times when we were dancing.” He answered.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” He answered.
“Do you wanna go jump my sister?” I asked after a long pause.
We both heard a horn honk outside. He went over to the my window and said. “Sorry that’s Nyssa. Maybe some other time.” He quickly kissed me on my lips. It didn’t even last two seconds but I still felt electrified. I watched him get in a red car with a really pretty girl. When they drove off I went down stairs and sat on the couch with Angela.
“Who was that?” Angela asked.
“A friend of Tony’s. He needed a place to crash.” I answered.
“Are you sure he’s just a friend?” I took one of the pillows off the couch and screamed into it. Angela looked at me and laughed. “You know, your hair doesn’t look that bad.” She said and got up and left. Sometimes Angela wasn’t that bad. She was actually pretty nice when she wanted to be. At that moment my phone buzzed. It was Tony.
“WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU AND MIKE GO LAST NIGHT?” it said. He was mad. I knew I probably should of said something before we left.
“We need to talk about last night.” I replied.
It didn’t take him that long to reply “I know. I’ll meet you half way. P.S. I love you.” Well at least he still loved me.