Pain meds and parole officers

1(part two)

where we left off 'she saw me kill my dad'

Or so she thinks,

"Q!?" Lydia screams looking down at me, I point to Vivian and shush her. She gets the memo and tries to cover up "-.....RSTUVWXYZ😁"

She nudges Dylan and he looks confused but senses somethings up and helps "...i-...now I know my ABC's...😬 n-nextime won't you sing with meee..👐🏽"

Vivian looks at them and gives them a 'you guys are weird' look and leaves

I climb back up. Hiking a 5 foot cliff in 7 inch N.Y.L.A platforms was NOT on my to do list

"the hell was that??" Dylan says demanding an explanation 

"she's convinced that the 'incident' wasn't an accident"

"huh??" He says, i look at my phone, 10 minutes until school starts

"we gotta go" I say, we walk to school with the occasional 'can you guys tell me what happened?' From Dylan and a 'no' from Lydia we get to school and go our separate ways un-lucky for me all the kids in my class are either popular chicks who harrass me with 'will you be my gay best friend' or new Kids, I don't feel like dealing with either

I sit down in the back in the corner so people don't talk to me, I play my music and try to tune everyone out, maybe if I ignore them enough they'll get the fucking memo and leave me alone. Around  minutes later I hear the sound of people getting up and loud talking, as if something had happened. I look up to see what happened and see that everyone was swarmed around someone i didn't recognize. Must have been someone who just had started school here. I go back to what I was doing when I see them sit down next to me. What the fuck. 

"you need anything??" I say hoping they'd say no and leave, but no.

"uh- yeah actually" they say putting their stuff down. Please tell me they don't plan on sitting there for the whole class..

"and that would be?" I say clearly annoyed but this motherfucker doesn't seem to notice..

"I just wanted to give you this" They hand me a necklace, it had an opal pendant that was in the shape of a skull. "I thought you might like it. It matched your style a lot more than it did mine." They were lying and i could tell. I could also tell that they KNEW I knew they had lied to me. 

I decided to take it anyways because as much as i hate to admit that they were right, it did match my style, And it definitely didn't match their style. They were a pastel goth and i was a punk. I put it on, promising myself  'if i get hexed i'm beating the ever loving shit out of them'

"Is that all you needed?" I raise my eyebrow 

"yeah" they laugh but don't leave. I knew it.

I try to ignore their presence but when I take off my jacket they ask "what happened to your arm" and points to a cross shaped scar on my forearm. I feel mt whole body jerk.

"I don't wanna talk about it.." I say trying to stop myself from shaking

"ok.." they say with a worried expression

Dylan walks in shortly after, "Hey Q!"

"dont call me that." I snap, Lydia is the only person I'll allow to call me that. Dylan hasn't known me long enough yet. I realize how much of a bitch i am but i don't care and never will.

"Oh so your names Quinn?" he new kid says "I'm Astra" 

"uh- cool." I say. texting lydia to destract me

"is she always like this?" Astra asks

"i think so" Dylan answers

I get up. "im going to my locker, i forgot my- er- lunch.." I say and walk out before they can find any flaw in my ecxuse , I walk past a group of boys who live near me. They must have just started coming here. I glare at them and they glare at me 

"YOOOO! Your Selvester's kid right??" they yell making sure everyone in the hallway could hear "Selvester Quenyotois?? That dude that got put in prison for 6 years and when he just mysteriously died??" Holy shit Shut the fuck up "He's your dad right Quinn??" He yells. I could already hear the people whispering about it. "Yeahh it was all over the news..Looks like your coping well huh." He jokes pointing to my eye bags 

One of his friends grab my bag "whats in here huh??" 

"A gun" another one says

He opens it and sees

1.eyeliner

2.black nail polish

3.my anti-depressants that i put in there this morining

"WOAHHH whats this?? I didnt know you were THAT much of a stoner Trip Q" he says opening the lid

"Dont call me that" i snap

My full name is Quinn Queen Quenyotois, (QQQ) Triple Q and they shortened it to Trip Q, also beacuse i came to school on an acid trip once .

I reach for the bottle but they yank it away and the pills spill everywhere

Great.

"JACKASS" I yell pushing him, his head hitting the wall, he takes out a switch blade and walks to me, prompting me to walk backward to keep from getting cut. I have enough of those. I put on a glove and  pull out the purple and black pistol that was in my boot. i only have 3 bullets loaded

Why isn't anyone stopping this???

"HAH! you don't have the guts, pussy" 

I fire a warning shot. right into the sucurity camera, they jump and snatch the gun away from me examining it 

"ya know i might just take this" he says, I kick him in the balls then grab my gun back while he's doubled over and puts the gun to my head "hahaha finally. pull the trigger" 

"you'll be the ones with the murder charge" i say. they look at me confused "your finger prints are on the gun, mine aren't, they'll find the wound and you'll be charged for murder"

"There are cameras you crazy bitch" one of them says 

"Its out" i point to the only camera in that hallway and they notice the bullet hole

"OKAY OKAY CHILL" I adjust my grip on the trigger threating their whole future with one gesture "WE'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE JUST PUT THE FUCKING GUN DOWN" He puts the blade away and backs away putting his hands in the air

I put the gun down and put it back in my boot and walking away leaving my pills scattered all over the hallway. i hear a "fuckin phycho" and "Fag" but i ignore it. No one else in the halway says anything. they're all see-no-evils. at least thats what i call them. They all just watch but atleast they arent as bad as those jackasses. I dont even know their names. I have no fucking clue how they found mine. I look up and see that a certain someone was watching the whole time.

"Vivian" i mutter to myself

To be continued ( sorry i havent updated in a while ive been depressed <3)