dilemma4

      The school nurse walked in, Miss Lazer, and she pulled up a chair infront of me. I started to panic, knowing finally what this was about.
     "Hi Twylette, Mr.white talked to me earlier today after he noticed your arms in class today.."
      I took in a deep sigh to show here I didn't want to talk about it or hear about it. I looked at her with a look of 'leave me alone'.
      "I've seen this before, and you need some help".
      I got mad that she said that... I didn't need help, I told her I was fine and to forget about it, that it was scratches from my cat. Wrong move #1, I didn't own a cat. I got so mad that she had the nerve to say that, to assume I needed help.
      The next day, while I was in class, the nurse called my parents and told them about my slashing my arms. I didn't know she had called them, or I wouldn't have gone home that day.

      I walked in the door, took off my shoes and plopped myself down on the couch infront of the T.V. as I always had before my parents got home from work. At Five-O-clock, my parents walked in the door with one of those deathly, I'm going to kill you looks on their faces.
      "Hi" I said to my parents as I did everyday, but I didn't get the usual responce of 'how was your day?'
      "Don't you hi me young lady!! your nurse at school phoned me today" she looked at me with almost a red fire coming out of her eyes, my heart was pounding. "She told me about your arms, and also your grades".
      I was in shock that they knew, I didn't know what to say, so I just stared at my mother as if I didn't know what she was talking about. I think I may have stopped breathing.
      "Are you doing drugs?"
      "No!, plus, you'd never understand!!" I screamed at my mother as if she had done somthing wrong. What kind of person does that? ... Me, I guess.
      My mother looked at me with such anger in her eyes and asked me what this was supposed to look like to her friends. "My friends will think I'm a bad mother!! That's what they'll think.. Thanks alot!!"
       I got mad and went on a power trip and just started screaming and whailing on my mother about every little thing she had ever done wrong. My dad just stood by, quiet and clenching his fists and jaw as always. My mom and I faught for over an hour till I told her I was moving out and that was the end of it. I packed my clothes and the most of my stuff, the stuff I really needed or wanted to keep. My father and mother just watched as I left the house, put everything in my car and drove away towards Rachelles house. I couldn't believe all my mom cared about was her stupid snobby friends.
       Rachelle greeted me at the door and braought me in with a concrned look on her face. I explained to her what had happened and how I needed a place to stay for a while. Rachelle asked her mom, and I was allowed to stay for a week, but then they were all leaving for a while to go to their cabin for spring break. The first night, Rachelle stayed up with me till dawn. She really cared for me alot, it was very clear to me that she would always be there.
       Once the week was up, I didn't have any place to go. I didn't want Rachelle to worry, so I told her I was going to my aunts house. I loaded up my car once again and headed to a little park downtown. I sat there, thinking for a while, till I realized I didn't have much gas left and no more than two dolars on me. I couldn't call my parents because I wanted them to suffer for yelling at me. I was suddenly homeless. Me, the once upon a time most popular girl in the school - homeless. I couldn't just ask anyone for help, I had always been such a snob to everyone.
      So that night I slept in my car. I couldn't sleep at first, but then I took out my blade kit and did some slashing. I fell asleep shortly after that. The next morning I walked around, asking people if they could but me a coffee or had any spare change. They all just sneered at me and walked on by, watching me pan handling in my designer clothes. Finally after what was probably a good hour, a man offered to buy me lunch. He took me to this fancy restaraunt. We talked for a while as I explained the jest of my story, till he asked me if I would like to come live with him. I asked him what the catch was, and he explained that all I had to do was "satisfy" him and cook some meals, I had never really has "casual" sex before, but it seemed a small price for such a nice place.. I agreed. He baught me gas and took me to his house, a huge house, it was even prittier on the inside than it was on the outside. There were three other girls living there with him, Sarah, penny, and Trish. Oh, his name was Desmond.