I Could Kick Your Ass

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Ace

Its been nearly three weeks since I'd found out about the bet Steele had made with Josh; three weeks since I'd promised myself I didn't need him; and most importantly...three weeks since I'd stopped crying. I was miserable. I hardly slept, and I ate only what I needed to stay alive. I tried so hard to get over him...but every time I though of him, my heart just broke some more. I would see him in the hallways, talking with his friends, his eyes never leaving me. He looked horrible, but so did I. He tried calling me, he'd shown up at my house, he'd try talking to me at school, but I'd ignored him each time. I'd been partying every weekend, and Kira and Lexi are starting to get worried, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. I'd gone off the deep end. The girl I was looking at in the mirror wasn't me. This girl had my hair, my nose, my lips, my body...but she wasn't me. She was pale and had deep bags under her lifeless eyes. She looked tired, like at any second she was going to fall over dead

"Honey...what's going on." I heard my dad whisper sadly from behind me

"It was all a bet." I mumbled, staring at my look alike in the mirror

"I know, baby girl. But I mean with you. What are you doing to yourself?" He asked, standing behind me as both of us stared into the eyes of mirror me

"I don't know anymore daddy." I cried, putting my face in my hands as my dad turned me around and hugged me tightly, rocking me back and forth slowly

"I'm so sorry daddy! I've been terrible lately, drinking, coming into the house in the middle of the night, I'm so sorry!" I cried, wrapping my arms around his waist as I sobbed

"Its okay...but it's time for it to stop; okay?" He soothed, letting go of me and making me sit on the side of my bed "I know your hurt, but you need to talk to him. Its the only way your going to be able to let this go." He explained, kneeling on the floor in front of me

"Okay." I sniffed, looking at my father. I know most girls go to their mother when their upset, but I love my dad. I went to him for everything, he kissed boo boos, amd taught me tk ride, he'd even helped me with my training bra issue's, even if it was embarrassing for him. He bought ice cream and chocolate and watched "8 Seconds" with me when my first boyfriend dumped me

"Atta girl." He smiled sadly, reaching up and wiping the tears off my cheeks "now get your ass in that shower, get prettylier and get to school. I want that boy talked to by midnight or I go over there tomorrow." He threatened, hugging me again

"Okay daddy, I'll talk to him." I whispered, smiling before walking into my bathroom and showering.

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I'd dressed in ripped jeans, pale green tank top, and a Filthy Ranch Hand cap before walking downstairs

"Honey, breakfast." My dad called when I made a move to walk past the kitchen

"But-" I started

"Now!" My dad told me, raising his voice a little. Without any further questions, I walked in and sat down at the table as my mom placed a toasted peanut butter and jelly sanwhich in front of me

"Eat." My dad added, looking at as he ate his own; I ate it.

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I walked down the hallway with my head high, not facing the floor like it had been lately. The hallways quieted as everyone watched me, some sluts grinning victoriously, still enjoying the fact that I'd been played,though most looking at me sadly, or sympathetically

"Hey baby doll." Kira and Lexi chirped, falling into step on either side of me

"Hey you sexy fuckers." I smiled, and this time, it wasn't forced

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