Two Worlds Clash
"Do You Have The Time? To Listen To Me Whine?"
Alex
The sight in front of me scared the living hell out of me. Jack was beating Ronnie to a bloody pulp and I didn’t know what to do. I waited longer than I should have to shout Jack’s name and get him to look at me. I knew damn well that I had tears running down my cheeks, I was in pain, and seeing Jack like this was the scariest thing I have seen in a very long time.
I was about to walk up to Jack when he stood up, but before I could react to anything, he ran straight down the halls. I chased after him, but I was in so much pain that I could barely run, hell, I could barely even walk. But I needed to get to Jack. I can’t imagine what is going on in his mind and I just wanted to make sure he was okay. He did save me from possibly getting killed, because Ronnie was no slacker when it came to beatings and I was starting to lose sight of the light in front of my eyes.
I followed, well, ran Jack’s path he went and limped out the front door and down the stairs, just in time to see Jack pull out of his parking space on his bike. “Jack!” I somewhat shouted. He continued to turn, making eye contact with me as he drove passed me and sped out of the parking lot. I didn’t know how to feel right now. I didn’t know if this meant that Jack was never going to talk to me, or if Ronnie was just going to hunt me down more than ever right now. All I know is, that I needed to get out of here, and I needed to get out of here now. Ronnie’s friends might have found him by now and are looking to murder me in a heartbeat because it’s my fault Jack even came. Everything was my fault.
I limped my way to the sidewalk and walked about ten minutes away from the school before finally thinking about pulling out my phone from my pocket that I picked up right when I managed to get Jack off Ronnie. I noticed that the screen was all busted to hell and it made my mood even more fucked, but I went to my contacts and clicked on one of the two names I was looking for. Zack.
I pressed call and put the busted phone screen to my ear and waited for him to pick up. I knew they were still in classes, but I needed them and I knew they would be there for me. “Hello?” The voice of one of my best friends rung thru the speaker after four rings. “Alex are you okay? You never call me while I’m in class.” Zack stated.
“I need you and Rian to come get me. Please.” I spoke. You could easily tell that I was crying and in utter pain. I heard the sound of a chair being scraped across a floor as if someone was pushing in at a quick pace. I was about to speak again to ask if he heard me, but his voice came again.
“Rian, let’s go. Alex needs us.” Zack spoke. I knew they had all the same classes together so it wasn’t hard for them to just up and leave with each other instead of having to go to a different room to find each other.
“Mr. Merrick and Mr. Dawson. Where do you think you are going? Class doesn’t end for another thirty minutes.” I heard the harsh tone of a woman speaking, which I guessed was their teacher.
“Fuck off. Our best friend needs us.” Zack shot at the woman and I heard a door open and the sounds of feet. “Lex, where are you at? Rian and I are walking out of the building right now.”
I looked up and saw a street sign right next to a sitting bench. “I’m on Wilbeth street, at the bench right next to the sign.” I spoke to my friend as I slowly walked over and sat down.
“Okay. Stay there, we are on our way right now.” He spoke one more time. I said a small thank you and we both hung up the phone. I was very lucky to have loyal friends like Zack and Rain, they have told me multiple times that they would come here and kick Ronnie’s ass for me, but I always told them that it wasn’t needed and that it wouldn’t happen again, even though all of us knew that was a lie. No matter how many times I said Ronnie would never do it again, we all knew it was always no doubtedly a lie. He hated my guts and wanted me dead, I don’t know why, but I guess something about my physical appearance just entices him to hurt me.
My thoughts were cut short when I heard the sound of a car door opening. I looked up from my lap and saw that Zack’s truck was pulled right in front of me on the side of the room. Rian was the one who opened the door and got out, rushing over to me and helping me up. I didn’t notice till just now that there was blood dripping from my nose, which I guess I should have known that would happen, seeing as the last kick Ronnie gave me was straight to my nose. “Come on Lex, I got ya.” Rian spoke softly as he helped me up into the truck, sitting me in the middle of my two best friends, him climbing in after I was sat, and Zack driving off.
We got to my house about ten minutes later, and Rian helped me out of the truck and put an arm around my back, having me put an arm around his shoulder and lean on him as he helped me walk into the house. I realized that I didn’t have my house key with me, since it was in my backpack, which I left in my locker, and it was a damn good thing that my parents knew how forgetful I can be sometimes and always kept a key under the welcome mat. Which Zack and Rian normally used to get into my house.
Zack grabbed the key from under the mat and unlocked the door and we all walked in. I was glad my parents weren’t home to see me like this. I’ll just have to ignore them for a couple of days, again, until the swelling and bruising subsides.
Rian walked me over to the couch and gently sat me down on it, taking a seat next to me. “It was Ronnie again, wasn’t it?” He asked. I nodded my head slowly and they both sighed. “Where’s Jack? I thought he said he was going to help you out with this shit?” That’s when I remembered the skunk haired boy, I didn’t know if he was okay and that was something I needed to make sure of. I didn’t want him getting hurt on my behalf.
“He did help me. He beat Ronnie to a pulp, but he ran off right after it. His eyes looked so broken when he looked at me and saw the tears that were coming down my cheeks. I don’t know where he went. I don’t know if he is okay.” I said, feeling myself have more tears fill to the rim of my eyelids.
“Calm down Lex, don’t stress yourself out. He most likely just got scared of how you would think of him about how he reacted the way he did. I’m sure he will be at school tomorrow. Do you think you will be okay enough to go though?” Zack questioned. I nodded my head. I was always fine, I always put on a good act at school, like everything is just fine.
Two days had passed since the whole Ronnie thing, and he hasn’t shown up since the day it happened. Speaking of not showing up, nor has Jack. I have texted and even worked up the nerve to call at least once an hour. I needed to be sure he was okay, but he would never reply. I would always look back at the messages I sent him and they would show that he read them, which means he at least has his phone, and he is capable to ignore me. Also, when I did call, it would ring once or twice and then go straight to voicemail, meaning that he was forwarding me. Was it so much to ask to make sure the guy is alright?
I was currently at my locker, putting my backpack in and taking out my books I needed for my morning classes. I have been slacking off for the passes couple of days and my teachers were starting to catch on that something was going on, and they would always ask me if I was okay, and then they would just leave me alone for the rest of the class once I put on a fake smile and told them I was ‘fine’. I mean, things could be worse. I always see Ronnie’s friends around and they would always give me the death stare like they would jump and kill me at any minute, but they left me alone since the day that Ronnie didn’t show up.
They hallways were always noisy, so when I heard nothing but a slight gasp, I knew something was up. I shut my locker and turned to look the way everyone was looking. No one was moving, they all stood there frozen at the sight, the sight that also caused me to freeze as well. The sight was a tall lanky boy, with skunk hair, and a leather jacket walking in the front school doors. He looked around the halls for a minute before his eyes landed at the area my locker was at, and then his eyes again stopped on mine. I held in my breath as I saw him taking steps my way.
The sight in front of me scared the living hell out of me. Jack was beating Ronnie to a bloody pulp and I didn’t know what to do. I waited longer than I should have to shout Jack’s name and get him to look at me. I knew damn well that I had tears running down my cheeks, I was in pain, and seeing Jack like this was the scariest thing I have seen in a very long time.
I was about to walk up to Jack when he stood up, but before I could react to anything, he ran straight down the halls. I chased after him, but I was in so much pain that I could barely run, hell, I could barely even walk. But I needed to get to Jack. I can’t imagine what is going on in his mind and I just wanted to make sure he was okay. He did save me from possibly getting killed, because Ronnie was no slacker when it came to beatings and I was starting to lose sight of the light in front of my eyes.
I followed, well, ran Jack’s path he went and limped out the front door and down the stairs, just in time to see Jack pull out of his parking space on his bike. “Jack!” I somewhat shouted. He continued to turn, making eye contact with me as he drove passed me and sped out of the parking lot. I didn’t know how to feel right now. I didn’t know if this meant that Jack was never going to talk to me, or if Ronnie was just going to hunt me down more than ever right now. All I know is, that I needed to get out of here, and I needed to get out of here now. Ronnie’s friends might have found him by now and are looking to murder me in a heartbeat because it’s my fault Jack even came. Everything was my fault.
I limped my way to the sidewalk and walked about ten minutes away from the school before finally thinking about pulling out my phone from my pocket that I picked up right when I managed to get Jack off Ronnie. I noticed that the screen was all busted to hell and it made my mood even more fucked, but I went to my contacts and clicked on one of the two names I was looking for. Zack.
I pressed call and put the busted phone screen to my ear and waited for him to pick up. I knew they were still in classes, but I needed them and I knew they would be there for me. “Hello?” The voice of one of my best friends rung thru the speaker after four rings. “Alex are you okay? You never call me while I’m in class.” Zack stated.
“I need you and Rian to come get me. Please.” I spoke. You could easily tell that I was crying and in utter pain. I heard the sound of a chair being scraped across a floor as if someone was pushing in at a quick pace. I was about to speak again to ask if he heard me, but his voice came again.
“Rian, let’s go. Alex needs us.” Zack spoke. I knew they had all the same classes together so it wasn’t hard for them to just up and leave with each other instead of having to go to a different room to find each other.
“Mr. Merrick and Mr. Dawson. Where do you think you are going? Class doesn’t end for another thirty minutes.” I heard the harsh tone of a woman speaking, which I guessed was their teacher.
“Fuck off. Our best friend needs us.” Zack shot at the woman and I heard a door open and the sounds of feet. “Lex, where are you at? Rian and I are walking out of the building right now.”
I looked up and saw a street sign right next to a sitting bench. “I’m on Wilbeth street, at the bench right next to the sign.” I spoke to my friend as I slowly walked over and sat down.
“Okay. Stay there, we are on our way right now.” He spoke one more time. I said a small thank you and we both hung up the phone. I was very lucky to have loyal friends like Zack and Rain, they have told me multiple times that they would come here and kick Ronnie’s ass for me, but I always told them that it wasn’t needed and that it wouldn’t happen again, even though all of us knew that was a lie. No matter how many times I said Ronnie would never do it again, we all knew it was always no doubtedly a lie. He hated my guts and wanted me dead, I don’t know why, but I guess something about my physical appearance just entices him to hurt me.
My thoughts were cut short when I heard the sound of a car door opening. I looked up from my lap and saw that Zack’s truck was pulled right in front of me on the side of the room. Rian was the one who opened the door and got out, rushing over to me and helping me up. I didn’t notice till just now that there was blood dripping from my nose, which I guess I should have known that would happen, seeing as the last kick Ronnie gave me was straight to my nose. “Come on Lex, I got ya.” Rian spoke softly as he helped me up into the truck, sitting me in the middle of my two best friends, him climbing in after I was sat, and Zack driving off.
We got to my house about ten minutes later, and Rian helped me out of the truck and put an arm around my back, having me put an arm around his shoulder and lean on him as he helped me walk into the house. I realized that I didn’t have my house key with me, since it was in my backpack, which I left in my locker, and it was a damn good thing that my parents knew how forgetful I can be sometimes and always kept a key under the welcome mat. Which Zack and Rian normally used to get into my house.
Zack grabbed the key from under the mat and unlocked the door and we all walked in. I was glad my parents weren’t home to see me like this. I’ll just have to ignore them for a couple of days, again, until the swelling and bruising subsides.
Rian walked me over to the couch and gently sat me down on it, taking a seat next to me. “It was Ronnie again, wasn’t it?” He asked. I nodded my head slowly and they both sighed. “Where’s Jack? I thought he said he was going to help you out with this shit?” That’s when I remembered the skunk haired boy, I didn’t know if he was okay and that was something I needed to make sure of. I didn’t want him getting hurt on my behalf.
“He did help me. He beat Ronnie to a pulp, but he ran off right after it. His eyes looked so broken when he looked at me and saw the tears that were coming down my cheeks. I don’t know where he went. I don’t know if he is okay.” I said, feeling myself have more tears fill to the rim of my eyelids.
“Calm down Lex, don’t stress yourself out. He most likely just got scared of how you would think of him about how he reacted the way he did. I’m sure he will be at school tomorrow. Do you think you will be okay enough to go though?” Zack questioned. I nodded my head. I was always fine, I always put on a good act at school, like everything is just fine.
Two days had passed since the whole Ronnie thing, and he hasn’t shown up since the day it happened. Speaking of not showing up, nor has Jack. I have texted and even worked up the nerve to call at least once an hour. I needed to be sure he was okay, but he would never reply. I would always look back at the messages I sent him and they would show that he read them, which means he at least has his phone, and he is capable to ignore me. Also, when I did call, it would ring once or twice and then go straight to voicemail, meaning that he was forwarding me. Was it so much to ask to make sure the guy is alright?
I was currently at my locker, putting my backpack in and taking out my books I needed for my morning classes. I have been slacking off for the passes couple of days and my teachers were starting to catch on that something was going on, and they would always ask me if I was okay, and then they would just leave me alone for the rest of the class once I put on a fake smile and told them I was ‘fine’. I mean, things could be worse. I always see Ronnie’s friends around and they would always give me the death stare like they would jump and kill me at any minute, but they left me alone since the day that Ronnie didn’t show up.
They hallways were always noisy, so when I heard nothing but a slight gasp, I knew something was up. I shut my locker and turned to look the way everyone was looking. No one was moving, they all stood there frozen at the sight, the sight that also caused me to freeze as well. The sight was a tall lanky boy, with skunk hair, and a leather jacket walking in the front school doors. He looked around the halls for a minute before his eyes landed at the area my locker was at, and then his eyes again stopped on mine. I held in my breath as I saw him taking steps my way.
Notes
MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! I HOPE YOU HAD A ROCKIN' TIME.Also, I'm sorry it took a few days for me to get a chapter out, I should have had it out by now but I wasn't motivated whatsoever to write. Anyways, I do hope you enjoy this, somewhat of a longer chapter.
[Title Credit - Green Day - Basket Case]
~Jagk.
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8/28/16