Chapter 5

“For one I did get it for her and you got your neckless too. Misty apparently loves to lie and is teaching it to you. You were an accident to, your mom isn’t dead she left you just the same as her dad so you have no room to talk. How would you feel if I treated you bad because of what your mom did? How would you like if you got nothing and were told you didn’t deserve anything because you were born. You are the same as her in that respect but I don’t blame you like Misty does Silvia and Misty is wrong. I will let you know what school you are going to next. I will not have you turn out like your selfish mother.” Steve closed my dresser and stood in front of it. “Silvia I believe you I see the self help books on the self plus I remember helping you get wood and paint on discount. I also sent Jefferson to put the wall up for you remember I didn’t want you to get hurt a wall takes 2 people. Go to school I should have sent you the money directly that way they couldn’t spend it I am sorry I didn’t pay enough attention and trusted Misty. Lets go upstairs we have lots to talk about and then we have to go to the school. See you at the car lot a 12 princess.” Steve gave me a hug and we all walked upstairs and I locked all the locks to my room so that bitch cant get in.

They go to the front yard and I get on my bike and take off. We live on Rd 156 near Ave 264. I leave my long drive way and go right to Ave 264 then stop at the stop sign, traffic isn’t to bad right now its already 8 am so most people left for school and work already. I make a right then when I get to Rd 140 I make a left all the time I have music going on my speakers it’s a Horror Core mix I pulled of the internet. I turn left when the light turns green.

I am headed to Tulare going the back ways. I am happy he made it at least more than his mother and sister will be there for me. My phone then pings and I see a call from my boyfriend Rick so I hit the button on my headphone and  say “Hello.” He is going to bitch I am sure my stepsister text him bitching.

“Why did you get Ashley in trouble?” he say without saying hello or anything else for that matter.

“Well Rick I didn’t get her in trouble she did it herself shouldn’t have tried to steal from me in front of her dad for that matter and shouldn’t have tried to pass my grades off for hers. It is not my responsibility to lie for her just like its not my responsibility to do your work. Why should she get the easy way out and I work my ass off. And don’t say I deserve it because guess what her mom ditched her too and well you don’t have a dad so does that mean we all deserve it? If you want to defend her so much and be there to comfort her and Sophia then do it but don’t drag me into there lies.” I tell him while turning right on to Cartmill Ave. “For being my boyfriend you really suck at it you know.”

“It’s not your fault you called her out on it in front of  Steve? I don’t want them I love you! I just wish you would be nicer and give in a little….” I cut him off because I am not listening to the poor them story again.

“Did she have to make a room of her own out of the basement? No! Did she have to work to afford clothes, shoes, food and other basic needs? No! Did she get her monthly allowance that she didn’t know about stolen and used on her sister and mother? No again. Did she get a new car for my grades? Yes she did. Did she get a room in the house and never has to cook clean or work ever? Why yes she does, so please save me the poor Ashley story. She isn’t pitiful she just hates the word no. I have to go I have shit to do to graduate. Since  you know I have to help set it all up so go see your bitch if you are so worried about her, but don’t count on Steve letting you in he is pissed.” I say.

“Why do you always make it seem like they beat you? I swear you don’t know how to share.” He says.

“Oh my god other than handing over my life what else does she need? She has it all but you and I just said she can have you so what you say you love me but you are always defending that bitch and always on the skank train. Well have fun. We are done I am not playing this petty game anymore. I did love you till you changed. I guess those drugs she feeds you are better than love. Oh and they do beat me you fool where do you think all the bruises come from? No one is that clumsy. Bye Rick have a nice life.” I hung my phone up and pulled on left on to M St. I then turned right, then a left, then I turned into my school. I shut off the bike and get off, then walk into campus I can’t believe this is my last time here.

As I walk on to campus I think about the trip that I took to check out the school I will be going to in the fall. It was beautiful, Johnson & Wales is an amazing campus. It also helps it is on the other coast so my mother would have a hard time messing with me.

I was so distracted looking around I wasn’t really paying attention but I wasn’t really moving either so if the man had been paying attention he probably wouldn’t have ran into me. I had such bad luck I was wearing a white tank top and my coffee spilt all over me and my shirt being white didn’t leave a lot to the imagination.

He was 5 Ft. 10 In. with black hair and green eyes. I remember thinking about how pretty his eyes are. He was wearing a suit like he had just came from a meeting. I didn’t get the best look at him due to the fact that I was worried about him seeing my bruises under my shirt. He kept saying sorry and even got me a new coffee. He also gave me the black dress shirt he was wearing.

When he touched my arm I felt a strange feeling like a spark or warmth I am not sure. I have never felt this way. He looked so kind but so serious at the same time. He was on his way to visit a friend and didn’t want me to have to leave what I was doing to go change. After he knew I was okay he left I didn’t even get to ask his name.