Blaine's Opportunity

Lets try this again, stay.

It was a week later. I hadn't gone to school once because I had to work all these weird schedules for my first week of training even though I knew what to do already. And also because I just didn't want to go, and I was kind of avoiding Sara because I knew she'd ask if I chose to stay and I made out with her.
I already felt weird around her but now we kissed and it makes shit weirder. Not like embarrassed or ashamed just... different.

Plus I asked her on a date and I had to save whatever money might of been spent that week on this date. I was taking her to Lottawatta some place almost two hours from where we stayed. I've been plenty of times because I grew up all around Missouri. I'm from St.Louis though, I just don't live out there no more cause this is where my parents moved after they had me. Lottawatta was in Fairview heights. Well by the mall I don't know if that's considered Fairview or not. It wasn't too expensive or too cheap but I wanted her to enjoy it with actual food not like fucking McDonald's.

I had left the house a few hours early because every time I would be leaving he'd fight me. I'd end up getting him tired out or knocked out and leaving in a hurry. I was sitting outside the school in the parking lot waiting for any sign of life. It was five in the morning and still slightly dark out. I looked around and decide to just drive around till 8. I drove for almost 25 minutes till I was in a familiar neighborhood. I saw the house in the distance and parked outside it. I thought to myself why the fuck would I come here?

What the fuck will I gain from being here right now? I was busted up in the face from the constant beatings all week. Surprisingly I cleared up on most the bruises and my black eye was almost gone. That cut on the other hand had scabbed over and wasn't ready to even come off yet. There was a cut on my upper eyes and eye brow too. That was fresh from yesterday's morning. His dumbest hit me with the toaster in the kitchen.

I tried to stab him I ain't even gon lie. But I missed the first five times so I told myself that's god telling me not to do it. I left after that because he was to tired to continue trying to fight me. I got out of my car locking it and knocking on the door.
It opens a few minutes later and I see Sara's tired mom. She yawned before fully taking me in and her eyes widened and she reached for my scars and bruises on my face. I flinched back and she quickly pulled her hand back.

"I'm sorry. What happened are you ok?" She asked and I nod. "Nothing it's fine... I-I... was. Just wondering if I could stay here till school started?" I say and she nods and pulls me inside. She leads me to the kitchen and tells me sit on the stool. She goes and grabs a first aid kit and starts to clean up my cuts and bruises. I don't flinch and she looked surprised. "You're a trooper, huh?" She says and I nod.

"Does it not hurt?" She asked. "It does but not enough to react." I responded. She finished up and made me hold an ice pack on my eyes for ten minutes before telling me to head to Sara's room. As soon as I get up their dad comes into the door way and blocks it. "Why are you in my fucking house?" He says in an slightly angry slightly annoyed tone. I don't respond and Sara's mom comes and locks arms with me and pushed past him.

She lead me upstairs to Sara's room before knocking a couple times and waiting. She knocked again but after no response she probably figured she was asleep so she opens the door. She tells me go ahead in and wake her to keep me company.
I went in and her mom waved bye and closed the door. I turned around and looked at the sleeping figure on the bed.

I moved closer and tapped her. She rolled a little and groaned something I couldn't make out. I tapped her upper shoulder again. "Mom I'm woke." She mumbled out. I wanted to smile, that was kinda funny. Somebody wake me up anywhere that ain't school, I don't be knowing where I'm at and my next bet is to put my guard up. "It's not time for school yet." I say softly. She rolled over and sat up quickly. "Blaine?" She asked me through the dim light of her desk lamp that just barely lit up her room.