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Darling Nikki (Part 9)
Part 9.. -Nicole â??Look at that one.â? Tyler pointed out a guyâ??s butt as he walked down the hallway. â??Ay poppy, look at all that junk!â? I yelled out making him very uncomfortable. I had been in school for two weeks now and basically knew everybody. Tyler and I had become partners in crime. She was the only other girl I could relate to. I had been doing well. No fights, no blow ups, no detention. My teachers only complained about me being late but other than that I barely got into trouble. Well I guess I spoke too soon. Michael walked down the hallway and pretended to not see me. â??Do you see this Tyler?â? I asked pointing Michael out. â??Damn shame.â? She shook her head while balling up a piece of paper. â??I guess somebody scores the winning point at his last game and becomes brand new.â? I spoke loud enough for him to hear. He smiled and began to walk over to me. â??Stop terrorizing people.â? He spoke as if he was my father, again. â??Stop being fake.â? Tyler replied throwing the paper ball at him. I laughed and he just shook his head. He held his arms out for a hug and I shook my head no. But of course he didnâ??t listen. â??What did I tell you about that gay shit?â? I asked fighting back. He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. â??Get off of me!â? I exclaimed too weak to do anything. He finally let go with a pleased smile. â??Bye ladies.â? He replied while walking away. I watched him leave before turning back to a smiling Tyler. â??What?â? I asked as if I didnâ??t know. â??Either Iâ??m crazy, or you have a crush on Michael.â? I nearly choked on my spit. â??Are we talking about the same person?â? I asked laughing at this statement. â??Bitch please your eyes are just as sparkly and gay as they want to be.â? She laughed pointing to my eyes and I slapped her hand down. â??Michel is a friend. Sure his ass is a pleasure to stare at but nothing more and nothing less.â? I defended myself while slouching. â??Oh yea, then why is it that you listen to every little instruction he gives you huh? Go to class, okay. Do your homework, okay. Bo to bed, okay. Explain why you donâ??t listen to anybody else, not even your Aunt. But you listen to him.â? I was so shocked by this. â??What?! I donâ??t listen to him all the time!â? I defended myself. â??Prove itâ? She spoke, challenging me. â??Fine, what do you want me to do?â? I asked crossing my arms. â??Skip next period.â? She challenged as if she knew I wouldnâ??t. â??Done.â? I shrugged my shoulders as if it wasnâ??t anything. â??Iâ??m just fucking with you Nik; I wouldnâ??t want to get you in trouble with Michael.â? Her teasing annoyed me. â??Dude, Iâ??m not scared of anything especially Michael.â? She smiled from ear to ear as if she didnâ??t believe me. The lunch bell rang and everyone poured into the hallways. When Michael came down the hallway Tyler looked over at me with an even brighter smile. â??Here comes your father now.â? She spoke pointing to him. Making it hot. â??Why arenâ??t you heading to class?â? He asked walking up to me. Ugh I had to think of a lie and fast. â??I am heading to class, get off me about it.â? I replied not looking him in the eye. â??Go to class Nikki.â? He spoke softly but I could tell that he was annoyed. â??Iâ??ll go when Iâ??m fucking ready.â? I responded finally looking him in the eye. â??Just go to class Nik.â? Tyler spoke seriously. She began to get up grabbing her books. I grabbed her arm challenging him. â??Naw Iâ??m not going, Iâ??m staying right here.â? She gave me a warning look and sighed. â??I was just fucking around letâ??s go.â? She spoke as if she was afraid of Michael. But I was tired of having this good girl image. â??No, but you can go.â? I assured her while leaning back. She sighed and walked away. â??What the hell Nikki you were doing so well. What happened?â? She asked with a look of disappointment. I quickly looked away so that I wouldnâ??t feel bad. â??Iâ??m tired of you treating me like your fucking puppet. I can do what the hell I want to do. If you donâ??t approve than thatâ??s your problem. Iâ??m not changing who I am for anybody.â? He clenched his jaw as if he was now angry. â??You know what? Iâ??m done with your bull shit. All you want is pity. Iâ??m damn sure not giving it to you anymore. Donâ??t talk to me again; Iâ??m done with you and your stupid ways.â? He walked away and I felt as if I had lost yet another person who cared for me. I stared down at the ground. Damn it I wanted to be intoxicated. I quickly got up and walked towards the entrance of the school. Fuck it, I wasnâ??t trying anymore. I walked out of the building, heading to the liquor store. When I entered it was empty for the most part. I walked to the front and took a deep breath. â??How much will I have to give you for you to forget about ID?â? I asked while reaching into my pocket. â??No ID no buy!â? The Vietnamese man yelled. I rolled my eyes and pulled out a twenty. â??This for a five dollar bottle.â? He stared at it as if it was tempting. I then pulled a ten out of my pocket and I knew that it was a done deal. â??Okay.â? He agreed taking the money. I got a bottle without even looking at it. Anything strong would do. After selecting my cheap liquor I went to nearby play ground and got on the swings. I opened the bottle and looked at it. I was actually second guessing myself. For the first time. I was considering pouring it out and walking away. Just when I was about to dump it Michael came out of nowhere and grabbed it. â??Why do you fall back on this kind of stuff?â? He asked tossing it. â??Why are you here? Go back to school.â? I ordered him looking around in confusion. â??I couldnâ??t leave you like that. I knew youâ??d run off and try to find something to get into.â? He gestured towards the bottle and I hung my head. â??There are other ways to get over your problems.â? He spoke making me roll my eyes. â??Like hugs?â? I asked sarcastically. â??Well that is one way. Or you can talk about what youâ??re going through with someone that you feel like you can trust.â? I could tell he wasnâ??t referring to himself. But I already knew who I wanted to talk to. â??When I was ten years old my father died. He was like my best friend. We had that corny ass Disney movie type relationship you know? But he was sick the entire time and I didnâ??t know. Anyways after the fact I felt like I was alone. My mother isnâ??t the nurturing type. She began to sleep around, a lot. Iâ??d watch a strange man come into the house every weekend. Some of them sober some not. I had to put shit in front of my door on many occasions because theyâ??d try to get in. One day I woke up and came down stairs. There, right before my eyes was one of her men in my dadâ??s clothes. He said he needed something to where. He said other things as well but it all became a blur. I attacked him.â? Michael sat and listened passing no judgments. I hadnâ??t been able to talk to anybody this way, other than my father. â??I got sent away to juvi. After that Iâ??d never been the same. I just, I donâ??t know.â? I looked over to him to see if he was still listening. He had made a piece of notebook paper into a flower. â??I knew you werenâ??t listening.â? I spoke trying to hit him. â??I heard every word.â? He replied with a small smile. He then handed me the paper flower and I smiled as well. This guy was, different.
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