Runaway Liebe part 5
I cleaned up the bloody mess on the floor with an old rag and then tied it tightly around my arm. After the bleeding subsided I took off the rag and rinsed as much blood as I could out of it. I walked into Ella’s room and changed into some sweats, she wouldn’t mind. I walked downstairs into the tattoo Shop for a pen and paper. I wrote Ella a note explaining that I was going home.
When I got to my house my parents weren’t home. I took a good and long dusche in freezing cold water. When I got out I threw on some Zufällig outfit that probably looked crappy. I rubbed alcohol on the row of cuts down my arm. It probably burned, but I couldn’t feel a thing. My arm was numb with sorrow. I walked outside and sat on the bricks in front of my house.
“Hello?” I turned around and saw a girl staring down at me. She had dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes.
“May I help you?” I asked
“I just moved in to that house last week”, she pointed to the big house on the corner, “I just wanted to meet the other kids in the neighborhood. I’m Kayla” she put her hand out for a shake.
“I’m Kayla too” I sagte shaking her hand. “But Du could call me Mi, Mikey, Michael, whatever Du want”
“Ok cool. So do Du know the girl that lives in the house Weiter to yours?” Kayla asked.
“Yeah, we’re kinda like friends…..I think” I sagte unsure. I mean yeah, we talked and enjoyed each other’s company, but she was kind of weird, shot me with bananas, and when I asked her what her name was she told me it was “not my business”.
“Well, when I went to her house to introduce myself she told me she hoped Santa Claus would take a dump on my face.”
“Yeah”, I chuckled a little bit, “That does sound like something she’d say” My phone buzzed in the back pocket of my jeans. Someone was calling from a blocked number. I held up the finger signaling for Kayla to wait one minutes. I answered the phone.
“Hello?”
”Kayla it’s Jaafar”
“Go fuck yourself” I jammed my phone back in my pocket and looked up to see Kayla’s confused face. “Ex boyfriend” I replied shrugging my shoulders. She nodded as she began to tell me about herself. But she was interrupted Von my phone buzzing again.
“What do Du want Jaafar?” But it wasn’t Jaafar’s voice that answered. It was Prince’s. I put him on speaker phone just because I felt like it.
“Hey Prince, say hi to my new friend Kayla”
“Hi Kayla……and Kayla. That’s confusing, I’m just gonna call Du Mi again.” Prince sagte
“Okidokes” I said
“Is that Prince Michael Jackson?” Kayla asked.
“Yes” Prince answered for me.
“So prince, why’d Du call?” I asked
“Um, I was just wondering why Jaafar had a girlfriend THAT WASN’T YOU!”
“You know what, it’s getting late so I’m just gonna go home” Kayla sagte turning around.
“Bye Kayla!” I shouted as she walked down the street.
“So what’s this about Jaafar having a girlfriend?” I asked.
“It’s Karissa!”
“They’re together after only one day?”
“Yes! They’re moving way too fast. They were making out on the couch today”
“Ugh! Hey, can Du do me a favor?” Jaafar was going down.
Part 6 will be out tomorrow and it’ll probably be long. If Du read this and Du liked it, COMMENT! Because if Du don’t Kommentar I won’t know that Du like it, and I might not finish it.
I cleaned up the bloody mess on the floor with an old rag and then tied it tightly around my arm. After the bleeding subsided I took off the rag and rinsed as much blood as I could out of it. I walked into Ella’s room and changed into some sweats, she wouldn’t mind. I walked downstairs into the tattoo Shop for a pen and paper. I wrote Ella a note explaining that I was going home.
When I got to my house my parents weren’t home. I took a good and long dusche in freezing cold water. When I got out I threw on some Zufällig outfit that probably looked crappy. I rubbed alcohol on the row of cuts down my arm. It probably burned, but I couldn’t feel a thing. My arm was numb with sorrow. I walked outside and sat on the bricks in front of my house.
“Hello?” I turned around and saw a girl staring down at me. She had dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes.
“May I help you?” I asked
“I just moved in to that house last week”, she pointed to the big house on the corner, “I just wanted to meet the other kids in the neighborhood. I’m Kayla” she put her hand out for a shake.
“I’m Kayla too” I sagte shaking her hand. “But Du could call me Mi, Mikey, Michael, whatever Du want”
“Ok cool. So do Du know the girl that lives in the house Weiter to yours?” Kayla asked.
“Yeah, we’re kinda like friends…..I think” I sagte unsure. I mean yeah, we talked and enjoyed each other’s company, but she was kind of weird, shot me with bananas, and when I asked her what her name was she told me it was “not my business”.
“Well, when I went to her house to introduce myself she told me she hoped Santa Claus would take a dump on my face.”
“Yeah”, I chuckled a little bit, “That does sound like something she’d say” My phone buzzed in the back pocket of my jeans. Someone was calling from a blocked number. I held up the finger signaling for Kayla to wait one minutes. I answered the phone.
“Hello?”
”Kayla it’s Jaafar”
“Go fuck yourself” I jammed my phone back in my pocket and looked up to see Kayla’s confused face. “Ex boyfriend” I replied shrugging my shoulders. She nodded as she began to tell me about herself. But she was interrupted Von my phone buzzing again.
“What do Du want Jaafar?” But it wasn’t Jaafar’s voice that answered. It was Prince’s. I put him on speaker phone just because I felt like it.
“Hey Prince, say hi to my new friend Kayla”
“Hi Kayla……and Kayla. That’s confusing, I’m just gonna call Du Mi again.” Prince sagte
“Okidokes” I said
“Is that Prince Michael Jackson?” Kayla asked.
“Yes” Prince answered for me.
“So prince, why’d Du call?” I asked
“Um, I was just wondering why Jaafar had a girlfriend THAT WASN’T YOU!”
“You know what, it’s getting late so I’m just gonna go home” Kayla sagte turning around.
“Bye Kayla!” I shouted as she walked down the street.
“So what’s this about Jaafar having a girlfriend?” I asked.
“It’s Karissa!”
“They’re together after only one day?”
“Yes! They’re moving way too fast. They were making out on the couch today”
“Ugh! Hey, can Du do me a favor?” Jaafar was going down.
Part 6 will be out tomorrow and it’ll probably be long. If Du read this and Du liked it, COMMENT! Because if Du don’t Kommentar I won’t know that Du like it, and I might not finish it.