Authors note: Like Emy said on her blog, if the warning on the side isn’t enough, here is another. There is a slightly hard encounter for Makenzie in this chapter. There is nothing shown, but you get the gist of it. I just wanted to be clear on it, if it may offend anyone in anyway to not read it. Thanks! -Sponge
Makenzie’s Point of View
“What is it NOW?!” I turned around to the sounds of Trixi the tramp and her stupid sidekick, Milly. A day never went by where she didn’t try to completely humiliate me in front of everyone. I was SO tired of all her crap, and right about now… I was inches from punching her pretty little face.
“Don’t act so naive, freak! We heard about you going to Max’s party! Who even invited you and your dumb lovers?” Like I said… inches!
“First off, it’s a SCHOOL invite. Anyone is allowed to go, reluctant if you think their “freaks” or not. Oh, and stop calling them my LOVERS!” I growled in her direction, my eyes burning holes through her skin. I was angry- No, I was BEYOND angry, this was RAGE!
“It doesn’t matter what I call them, your all still a bunch of losers!” Throwing an “L” to her head, like the immature child she is.
“Yea!” Milly giggled. As if that made me feel worse? Please.
“You two need to grow up.”
It was then that Kim, Jeremy and Trixi’s many candy – John – came down the hallway. Wonderful. Now my friends can feel even more sorry for me, and I can get sexually harassed by John- No wait! That’s just a figment of my imagination, as far as Trixi tells me. Why would she believe her “perfect” man would do that to a freak.
John winked at me before groaning to Trixi “Come on babe! Let’s just get out of this crap hole. A party has our name on it, and we need to get ready!”
She giggled and flirted “Of course, John! One minute, sweets!”
“Just know this freak, you come to that party… I’ll make sure no one talks to you. You think you can just try to steal my man, and get away with it? You’ve got another thing coming.” she snarled, her eyes glaring bright.
“YEA!” Milly piped in, with what I thought was some kind of angry face? Beats me. All I know is that she can’t hurt me anymore. This isn’t the 5th grade, I’m past letting her bother me. I’m going to go, just to spite her.
“COME ON!” John pleaded, his expression stressed.
“You know what, Trixi? I don’t care if you don’t believe me, and I don’t care if no one talks to me! This is high school for gods sake, it will be over next year! Your just a child!” I shouted back, my fist clenched. Well, maybe she bothered me a little. Can’t help I have a natural hot-headed nature. Dad tells me I get it from my grandmother. I always wondered what she was like…
She laughed, and looped arms with her whore. “Toodles freak!” GOD PLEASE! Strike her down with lightning or something! Let her drive off a cliff, heck even let an ice cream truck run her over! Anything! Don’t let the world have to suffer with spawns that may come from that psycho!
Alright Mick… stay cool… stay cool…
“Hey Micks.” Kim softly spoke “You okay?” Like I said, so much sympathy. It’s like there only my friends because they feel bad for me.
“Yea… are you? I know that Trixi and Milly can be really harsh. Not to mention John and how disgusting he is towards you. I’d… I’d kill him if I ever see him come near you again.” Jeremy growled, his fist coursed low near his side.
I rolled my eyes at the sight of his grip, and just gave them the one over “I’m fine. Good to see you, good bye!” I just didn’t want to talk to anyone right now. Being alone, in my room, was where my heart was screaming to go.
“MICKI! You always blow us over when you get into something with Trixi! Were your friends, why won’t you talk to us?!” She balled up two fist, and stomped her foot onto the tile. Real mature.
“It’s not against you guys! I just want to be alone right now. It’s how I cool off. I’m not like other people. Talking just makes me even more upset. SO if you don’t mind… I’d like to leave now.” I sighed, my face full of disgust.
“WAIT.” Jeremy screeched “Your still going tonight right? 8:30?”
I nodded my head, then brushed past them. Yea I’m still going. I wouldn’t miss getting under Trixi’s skin for the world.
With hands in my pockets and my head held low, I started on the walk home. My mind was mulling over everything. Not just what happened today, but just, all that has happened in my life. My sisters, my nightmares, and the fact that I just feel so… scared. No matter what I try I still always revert back to that empty feeling I have inside. I can’t escape it through sleeping, because honestly it’s worse when I sleep! I just-
BAM! My thoughts were cut short and I ran smack dab into some guy in front of my house. “OH! I’m sorry- Wait, aren’t you Kaylee’s boss or something?”
“Yea I guess. Not my choice, but I don’t have the heart to sell the business. Sorry I ran into yah, I was just making sure Kaylee got in safetly. I was dropping her off because your.. er.. dads were going to be working over time or something like that.”
“Oh…” I sighed “Well… see yah.”
I was about to walk away when he gently tugged me on the arm “Are you alright?”
Seems to be a popular question for me today. “Yea. I’m just… tired.”
“You sure? You seem kind of upset. Not to pry or anything, but… I just don’t like seeing people down in the dumps. Anything I could do for you?” he frowned slightly, his eyes filled with worry.
I sighed louder this time “I’m fine. Honest. Thanks for the offer though.”
He shrugged his shoulders and fixed away the lose strand of hair in front of his face. “Well, if your sure. Then I’ll just be on my way. Have a great day.. err…-“
“Micki. And thanks.”
I came into the house, and made a beeline for my room. Once in my room, I quickly closed the door behind me and locked it shut. Slamming myself onto my bed, I let out a loud groan.
I wanted to sleep, but anytime I felt the urge of falling deep into it, I would wake up. My body was tired, but my mind wasn’t ready to rest. I guess it’s afraid to watch all of those nightmares too. So basically my life has been revolved around A LOT of red bulls. Just until I can figure out a way to tell my parents. I just wasn’t ready yet. I’m so tired of people feeling sorry for me! I’m not dying or incapable of handling myself. I just feel… suffocated.
So with sleep not an option, I crawled over to my desk and flipped open my laptop. Writing was the only thing that kept me sane from the world around me. I guess you could call it my stress reliever, because that’s basically what it did for me.
“Running faster than light itself, down the cold and darkened ally way. There was no escape. Liberty felt so alone, and frightened. Her arms were grasped close around her body, as the temperature was quickly dropping.”
“She called out into the inky black of night. Pleading for someone to save her from the man that trailed quickly behind. No one answered to her calls, and the slow and crackling laughter of the man neared closer and closer-“
“MAKENZIE!” My papa screeched, pounding on the outside of my door “You have chores that haven’t been started!”
I groaned, slamming the laptop shut “FINE!”
“Mick, don’t give me that tone.” he retorted back. I loved my parents, but … I really wish I could just have alone time now and again.
I sat there for a few extra minutes, just staring out the window at my sister. Why couldn’t I be more carefree and nature loving? Maybe then I wouldn’t have to feel so… dark.
Finally the “big” night was here. Honestly I had no intentions of drinking or partying. I just wanted to go to rub it in Trixi’s face that I didn’t care. Once that was over, I was going to find a quiet place and wait until this stupid night was over.
I mean honestly, what do people get out of drinking? We’re teens, isn’t there times for that when we’re actually allowed to drink? Sometimes…
“Um, does anyone want ano-ther onnne? I’m- I’m gonna pour it… just.. give me a mintues. Wait. Which side is up?” This is what they gain from drinking? Sounding like morons? Yea. Like I actually want that.
It’s a shame Jeremy got caught up in it though. He sure didn’t waste one second going over to that mini bar and downing a couple of drinks.
“Where did my cup go? I thought- Oh wait, it’s in THIS hand. HA HA!”
My main concentration was on Trixi though. I just wanted her to see me at least if I couldn’t talk to her. She did eventually catch a glimpse of me standing by the front door. She smirked slyly and rubbed up close to John. HONESTLY! I don’t care about that pervert! When will she get it through her head?
I gave her a dirty look before deciding that this was going no where. I waved to Kim, as if to tell her I was going to look around. I don’t even understand why I came here. Obviously I just stooped to HER level.
I just need some air…
I trailed up the steps, looking for some sort of place to cope. My ears were nearly bleeding from the pitch of the music, and my stomach was turning from the smell of vomit. If this is what people enjoy, I honestly don’t think I’m “fit” to party.
I came across this small room, that had an attached balcony. It was so peaceful out here. The music was only faint, and the smell of the ocean tickled my nose.
I pulled up a lawn chair, and placed myself into. I gazed out at the water for hours, just taking in the atmosphere around me. The light house had a faint glow, and I could hear people docking their boats. The wind around me was light and breezy and the waters were still.
“Now this is my kind of party.” I smiled to myself, sighing gently.
SLAM! The glass door swung open, and Jeremy stumbled out. He was in a pair of shorts and his shoes were missing. I knew alcohol did things to you, but oh my god!
My smiled dropped and I turned my head to face him “Jeremy?!”
He had this creepy grin on his face, and kept muffling laughter through his hands. I scoffed at the sight of him, before he called over to me and said “HEY SEXY THANG!”
I blinked at him “Come again?”
He stumbled towards me, and I raised up out of the lawn chair. That one simple phrase caught me completely off guard. I knew he was drunk, but it didn’t mean it made him say things he wasn’t already thinking.
“Jeremy, your my best friend. When you say stuff like that it makes me have to think different! Please don’t ruin what we have. I think your cute, but I just like being friends.” I sighed, hoping at least some of that would get through to him. I knew he was completely wasted, but I had to try.
“HEY come on now!” he chuckled “No need to hide how you really feel about me, Micki! Let’s take this to the bedroom, everyone’s “doing it”. Ha ha…”
“Jeremy stop talking like this, it’s creeping me out!” I shouted, each passing second becoming more and more uncomfortable.
He gripped around my waste, and thrust himself into me. The bulge in his pants told me this was getting serious. He literally wanted to have sex with me!
“Don’t keep “him” waiting.” he smirked, holding me even closer.
I shoved him back, and screamed “What the crap Jeremy! Get off of me!!”
He grabbed me by the arm and shoved me into the door. He was inches away from my face. I could smell the stench of alcohol coming from his breath. It nearly made me puke!
He pressed his lips firmly against mine, but I kept fighting to get him off of me! I fought so hard, the next thing I knew the doors swung open behind me and we both fell into the next room.
I was sprawled on the floor, pushing and shoving for him to get off of me! I kept screaming and kicking but he held me down and kept laughing saying “Now this is where were suppose to be. How hard was that?”
He unzipped his pants and just my luck he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. He pulled down my pants and shoved hard into me. I let out a cry, then with all my might I kneed him in the groin.
I scrambled to the floor, pulling up my pants quickly. He laid there in pain before turning to face me.
“HOW COULD YOU! You were my best friend! You freaking tried to rape me! YOU MONSTER!” I cried, my voice crackled and tear filled.
“How could I?” he nearly whispered, before bringing himself to his feet.
He darted at me latching onto my shoulder. His finger poked hard into my temple. I didn’t know what he was going to do next.
“You shouldn’t have done that Makenzie! You know what happens when you don’t let him finish? He’s going to go after my sister! You have to let him finish! PLEASE!”
By this point I was completely terrified. I didn’t know what he was talking about or why he kept refrerring to himself as someone else! It’s like he didn’t even know who he was anymore! What did he drink?!
“Jeremy I don’t know what your talking about! Please just let me GO!”
He looked around the room terrified before he tried to grab at me again. By now I had enough! I wasn’t about to let him hurt me like this! I lifted my foot from the ground, and kicked him in his stomach. He fell back onto the floor, and tried his hardest to catch his breath. I quickly darted past him, heading straight for the staircase.
I ran down the stairs so fast, I nearly fell! I charged past all the people in the living room, where I was met with a worried Kim. She tried to get my attention but I just wasn’t hearing it. I didn’t care that my house was 4 miles away, I was running back!
I made it home about an hour later. I was completely out of breath and my cheeks were stained from tears. When I threw open the front door, my parents were waiting in the living room. I took a glance at the clock and realized it was nearly 12:30.
“Makenzie…” Papa spoke firmly, while Dad just watched “WHERE were you?!”
I looked at them both. There were no words that I could possibly give them. My eyes filled with tears, and anger flushed over me.
“I wasn’t anywhere!!!” I shouted boldly, before darting off to my room.
I threw myself onto the floor, and cradled myself next to my bed. My head was hurting, my feet were hurting, and even worse… my heart. I cried into my knees repeatedly asking the question of why. My parents kept banging on the door, pleading for me to come out and tell them what happened. I just didn’t want too! I-I just couldn’t bare to tell them what happened. It was too painful to even bring up. I didn’t understand how he could hurt me like that. It didn’t matter if he was high or drunk… he hurt me and that’s all that mattered.
“How could you do this to me Jeremy? You were suppose to protect me…”
Thanks for reading! Yes, I know it’s not the brightest way to start out a generation, but I warned many that Micki’s story wasn’t the brightest! I still hope you enjoyed the read anyways. This encounter had to happen, I have reasons for everything I do. 😉