あなた were at Buck's party によって yourself, then someone covered your eyes and whispered meet me outside in five minutes. あなた couldn't tell who it was, but your curiosity got the best of you. As あなた stepped outside, あなた saw Dallas Winston, your long time crush. "Hey Dal," "Marisa, I've gotta tell あなた something," Dally bit his bottom lip and looked down at yours as あなた got closer to him. "Well, I've always liked あなた and I know I flirt all the time but you're different, you're special." Now Dally was holding your hands and pulling あなた closer to him. "If I can have you, I won't need anyone else in my life, so please Marisa, will あなた be my girl?" Your face probably looked shocked because right there Dally decided to pull あなた in for a long passionate kiss. "Yes! Dally, I will!" He smiled then あなた two got in his car and drove into the darkness of the night with intertwined fingers.
I had it all ready.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
“Oh?” あなた ask.
“Yeah… Uh あなた know.” He shrugs.
“I don’t know,” あなた laugh.
“You’ll see,” he grins.
あなた walk into his room, and your jaw drops.
Your panties were all on his floor.
“Oh my god Dally!” あなた say.
“You obviously didn’t get the message.” He says laughing.
あなた look closer at the piles of your underwear. It spells out “PROM?”
“Oh my god,” あなた laugh.
“Is that a yes?” He grins.
“Yes!” あなた say still laughing.
“I just need あなた to help me out with something…”
“What?” あなた ask.
“I’m missing the dot under the 質問 mark…”