The Girl with the Purple Hair

Chapter 12

Blake followed the youtube workout as she usually did.

She always followed online workouts to keep her in shape, but she does do her own stuff when it comes to fighting. She looks up certain fighting stances and moves to do but she learns on her own.

She had a good body. She worked this hard since freshman year and it paid off. Blake liked the body she had worked for. She was definitely more confident in herself than she was in middle school.

Wiping off her sweat, she finished her workout with some cool off stretches and left the room.

"Hey mom" Blake smiled.

Her mother was in the living room.

"Blake! Hey!" she slurred.

Blake stopped what she was doing and put her things down as she saw her mom with a bottle of alcohol in her hands.

"Mom, why did you do this again?" she asked with a sigh.

"I saw him" she mumbled out.

"Saw who?" Blake asked as she grabbed the bottle from her hands.

"Your father, I saw him in the passenger seat. He told me to move on."

Blake didn't say anything as she dumped out the remaining alcohol and threw it away.

"I don't wanna move on from him Blake."

"Okay mom, lets get you to your room."

Blake picked her up and carried her to her room.

She would never admit it but Blake feels like she is the mom between the two. She always looks after her mother and takes care of her. Ever since her father died her mother just stopped looking after her as much as she did and the roles switched. Blake never was able to grieve the way everyone said she should, she was too busy focusing on her mother. Plus she hated crying.

"You're getting reckless now mom, you can't do that" Blake said as she laid her down in her bed.

"You don't get it" she said as she looked at her daughter.

"Don't get what?" she asked as she covered her up with her blankets.

"The pain."

Blake looked at her like she was crazy.

"Excuse me?" she questioned.

"I lost him Blake you don't get it" she said as she shut her eyes.

"Are you kidding? I know you're drunk but you are not the only one who lost someone. He was my dad! Don't ever say I don't get it because I do!"

Blake never gets mad at her mother but her saying this was too far.

Susie mumbled a few more words and Blake shook her head.

"You aren't the only person hurting, so don't even say that I don't know the pain because you have no idea how I handle my shit."

Blake walked out and took a shower to cool herself down.

When she finished she made sure no alcohol was in the house before leaving. Even though she was wearing dark blue sweats and a dark grey hoodie with her purple hair wet she didn't care. She wanted to get out.

She took a drive with the windows rolled down making her hair dry a lot faster. She ended up at a Dunkin Donuts.

Not wanting to go through the drive thru she walked inside as her keychain hung out of her sweatshirt pocket.

"Hey look it's the purple haired freak!"

Blake looked over at Taylor and a few jocks sitting with her and the other few cheerleaders. She didn't understand why Taylor was being a bitch to her because she saw Jace talk to her a few times. Blake thought she was pretty, no denying that. But having her act like this was just ugly. She was hung up on a guy who clearly didn't like her back.