It’s now been two days since I came back from the hospital. So that means I've missed 2 days off of school as I came back on the Monday. Thank god I didn't have to do biology. My teacher can’t teach to save her life. All that goes in is a bunch of crap that I don’t need to remember.
Thinking about that none of my schools biology teachers are great, we learn nothing from them. Ah well it’ll just mean I fail the exam. I’m too lazy to teach myself.
Anyway I’m sure that word has spread around my school about me being attacked and injured. It’s a school full of nosy bitchy gossipers of course it would have been spread around. They’re probably going to throw in there that I slept with a guy and he was the one who beat me. Idiots.
I was currently laying on the sofa in my living room, well my mums, with my laptop on my lap and the TV on for background noise.
I was reading a story about rejection from a werewolf’s mate and how she got hot and got a boyfriend to make her ex mate jealous. I don’t know why but I am addicted to stories like these.
I was just about to get to a fight scene that I’m sure would have been amazing had the door not been knocked on.
Bloody people, who would be knocking on the door at…I looked towards the clock on my laptop to see its 6 o’clock in the afternoon. Oh well… in that case a lot of people would possibly be knocking at the door. Okay scrap that question, who the hell would be knocking at my family’s door, we’re not the most popular people and I sure don’t ‘converse’ with anyone on my street for them to be over knocking on my door.
Just then the knocking once again sounded throughout the house. Dammit mum isn't here to answer the door.
I slowly got off the sofa, luckily I heal pretty fast, I mean my ribs still ache allot but I can handle the pain now. I walked around my sofa and through the hallway towards the front door. I unlocked the latch and pulled the door too to see… Neenah. Okay, didn't expect her, I thought it was going to be some bastard of a sales man, god I hate those people.
“Oh, hey Neenah, didn't expect to see you here at this time.” I told her with a confused look.
“Yeah but I had some really exciting news to tell you.” She squealed. Oh no this can’t be that good for me and by me I mean my ears. Poor fellas they get so much abuse from her when she’s excited about something.
She then, without warning grabbed my hand that was on the door, came inside my house, slammed the door and ran into my living room. She then proceeded to chuck me on the sofa and sit on the opposite one to me. And may I add she must have forgotten about my ribs because bloody hell that hurt like a bitch.
“Well come on in then, make yourself at home.” I sarcastically replied. “And thanks for causing me pain whilst you were at it.”
“Oh hush; anyway ask me about what I’m excited about.” She practically screams at me. Making me cringe back in pain from Bob and Jill, I decided to name my ears.
“Okay what are you excited about then?” I asked her.
Then all hell broke loose. I don’t quite know what happened all I heard was something coming out of her mouth that hurt bob and Jill. I could also see her literally jumping up and down on my sofa.
“Neenah…Neenah…Neenah.” I kept repeating. I wasn’t going to go anywhere near her when she was in this state. I’m still getting over the incident in Liverpool.
I tried calling her name for what I’m guessing is about minutes before I got fed up. She was still jumping on my sofa. God how can one girl have so much energy.
“NEENAH!” I screamed. Finally I got her attention. She stopped jumping on my sofa and looked at me with innocent eyes.
“What?” she asks
“Calm down.” I tell her using my ‘soothing’ voice to try and help. Though it’s not much help it’s just a quieter voice. “Breath in through you mouth and out through your nose…or is it the other way around?” I wondered. I can never get the breathing thing right. “Now will you please answer my question?”
“Okay.” She said.
“Well…” I asked getting impatient.
“I just answered your question” she said with a cheeky grin.
“Ugh, you know what I mean.” I told her throwing my head back in annoyance.
“Fine, your no fun. Any who guess who tweeted me last night?” She said with a massive Cheshire cat grin. I've always hated that cat. It creeps the hell out of me.
“Hanky?” I ask.
“Who?” she asks with a confused look.
“You know, Hanky the Christmas poo, from South Park.”
“Oh yeah, no. Guess again.” She said. It looked like she was going to bounce on my sofa again.
“Um…-“I attempted to think of something but before I could she interrupted me. Rude much.
“ANDY BEIRSACK!” she screamed in my ears.
Oh shit. Why would they talk to her? Maybe it’s just a coincidence that they talked to her after all her big boobs do attract allot of male attention.
“You don’t look that excited for me.” She says suddenly going sad. Dammit I didn't hide my emotions. So to fix things I put my frown upside down. Well tried to anyway.
“I am I’m screaming inside, I’m just in shock that their talking to you.” I said with a massive ‘grin’ on my face.
Just at that moment her phone went off. Neenah took her phone out of her pocket and looked at it. I was looking at her face intently when she read who it was from. Her entire face lit up. But then it turns into a frown again. What happened?
“Neenah, you alright?” I asked her hesitantly.
She looked up at me then back down to her phone. Then back up to me again.
“Why didn't you tell me?” She said.
That was she talking about.
“Tell you what?” I asked with a confused look on my face.
“The truth.” She said it looked like she was getting angry.
“What truth?” I asked getting frustrated.
“Don’t fuck with me Samantha” she screamed at me. Shit she used my full name, what did I do?
“Don’t fuck you with what, I have no clue what you’re going on about.” I yelled back at her. “What have I done to make you so pissed at me within the time span of 10 seconds?”
“You want to know what you haven’t told me?” she said in a deathly quiet tone.
I just nodded, not wanting to make her angrier, because when she is angry she is scary as shit.
“The fact that you neglected to tell me that the 5 guys going to the pub that saved you, were black veil brides.” She said.
My face instantly went white. My face, a mask of horror. How did she find out?
“How did you find out?” I whispered.
“It doesn't matter how I found out it’s the fact that you didn't tell me. Your best friend that black veil brides were the ones that found you and saved you.” She looked like she was close to tears.
Seeing her like this made me feel tears coming on myself. I never wanted to see my best friend like this, not when she’s been through too much.
“I’m sorry.” I said. Tears slowly falling out of my eyes.
This is the first time I've cried in two years. And it’s because I upset my best friend, she’s the only one that can break my barriers.
“I just don’t get why you wouldn't tell me.” She said, her own tears trailing down her cheeks.
“I don’t know either I guess I just didn't want to be another person that they can use and say they have saved. I’m so sorry.” I said. It was the partial truth but not all.
We were both full out crying now.
“You should be lucky that I’m not going to set Scarlett on you.” She joked whilst wiping away her tears.
“So I take it you forgive me then?” I asked. Hope evident in my voice.
“Yeah of course I do, you’re my best friend. And even though you didn't mean to you got Black veil Brides to talk to me. I gout never stay mad at someone who did that for me.” She laughed.
She reached over to hug me from the other sofa.
“I’m so sorry.” I whispered in her ear as we were hugging.
“It’s okay.” She whispered back. “Hey, how about we have a sleep over at my house. We’ll invite Nelly and Scarlett. You could tell us all the actual truth about what happened in Liverpool. Maybe over a bottle of vodka.” She winked at me. Causing me to burst out laughing.
“Okay sounds like a plan” I said laughing.
“I better get going then, mums expecting me home at 7 and it takes 20 minutes to walk from your house to mine.” She said.
She got up and starting to walk towards the door, closely followed by me.
“When should we have the sleep over?” I asked as I held the door open for her.
“How about this Saturday? I’ll talk to Scarlett and Nelly about it tomorrow.” Neenah said.
“Okay, I’ll see you then.” I said hugging her.
“Bye” she said walking down my pathway.
“Bye” I said. Then i closed the door.
Well I guess I don’t have to hide the truth from her anymore. It’s such a relief to have told her.
Now I really can’t wait for this weekend. After all I need a drink really badly, and hopefully I’ll be able to get drunk and forget about all my problems.