Leaving Guilt: Final Part
Continuation.
Cooper turns around and pretends like we’ve never had this little chit-chat. The bus stops in front of my high school "Fail view High". As I begin to enter, I hear Cooper’s voice again,
"So……are you some depressed Goth?"
"No way"
"No, it’s cool….I am, so like what’s up with the make up?"
"I like wearing my make up…..anyway what’s your problem?"
"No! I’m just saying. You’re weird, in a cool way. I’m sorry if I pissed you off."
"It’s cool"
Cooper looks around like he’s afraid to be seen with me,
"Look, if you don’t want to talk to me…."
"No, I mean, yes I do. Look, you want to ditch?"
"Uh….okay"
Cooper and I go to this abandon arcade just a block away from school. He stares at me as if I’m the most beautiful person he has ever seen.
"I’ve been wondering about you since the first day of school"
"No way" I replied. We are surrounded by graffiti and busted old arcade game systems—the smell of rat urine and gasoline permeates. Cooper grabs newspapers, torn cardboard boxes and makes us a little pile to sit on. Despite all of this, I’m having the time of my life.
"So, are you like rich or something?"
"Yeah, something like that, but my dad spends all the money"
"Why?"
" he’s a perverted, ass-hole, greedy, waste of life."
"That sucks, where’s your mom?"
"She….she died"
"Dude, your life sucks"
"It doesn’t matter; I’m running away soon, somewhere fun and cool." He gives a wide eyes look while He flicks his cigarette.
"Sweet, can I come?"
"Sure!" At this moment, I feel like I’m dreaming. I tell him about the evil things Ted has done to me.
Cooper just grabs my face and kisses me. I take his shirt off; Cooper brings his hands up my blouse and squeezes my breast. My eyes are closing – I ask him in a breathless tone "I want you". He picks me up by my ass and presses me against a wall; He takes off my jeans and rips off my panties. Two hours pass; I realize it’s 11p.m. I’ve been with Cooper since this afternoon. Ted (if he gives a crap) is going to kill me.
Cooper walks me home and kisses me goodnight. I try to unlock the front door without waking up Ted. I tip-toe upstairs to my bedroom; I toss myself on my bed and scream in a low voice. I take out photos of my mother and me from my dresser. One of the photos shows my mother and me outside of a Slipknot concert. She and I always did fun things together. My mom bought me a Slipknot hoodie at the concert – I wore it everyday.
My bedroom door bust open, and I drop my photos. I try to sneak over to my cell phone, but Ted grabs me by my hair.
"Who the hell do you think I am, some kind of a retard?"
"No….of course not!"
"Shut the hell up slut!" Ted throws me on the floor so hard my shoulder dislocates. Ted begins to kick me in the stomach,
"I should’ve done this to your mother when she was pregnant." I try to crawl towards my window, but Ted grabs my legs and drags me out my room and down the hallway. Ted leans over me and repeatedly bangs my head against the floor,
"Stupid whore!" I use every ounce of my strength to kick him in his privates. He grabs himself and it’s the perfect opportunity to get the hell out. Ted spears me into the bathroom, "you think you can screw some boy and not me?!" Ted tries to pull off my jeans while his right hand is grabbing my tit – I’ve always told Ted my tits belong to me. I try to scream, but I’m too weak. Then Ted just stops- he stands straight up with a blank look on his face. I’m breathing really hard with blood dripping down my face. I then realize blood is poring out of Ted’s mouth. He collapses, and Cooper appears with a bloody knife in his hand.
I’m hysterical, and Cooper grabs me and holds me tight. Cooper and I are just sitting on the bathroom floor watching my father bleed to death. Cooper goes into my room and starts throwing all my clothes and photos in my suitcase. He then picks me up from the bathroom floor,
"Laura, you need to help me out here and walk as fast as you can. We need to get out of here now!"
"I can’t, I’m too hurt"
"Okay, I got you" Cooper puts my arm over his shoulder and helps me out of the house.
Cooper steals Ted’s car keys. He throws my stuff in the trunk and gently helps me lay down on the backseat. Thirty minutes later, Cooper, with his hands on the wheel, looks back at me and tells me everything is going to be okay: no more pain, no more Ted. I ask Cooper,
"Where are we going?" and with an optimistic look he replies,
"Somewhere fun and cool!"
"So……are you some depressed Goth?"
"No way"
"No, it’s cool….I am, so like what’s up with the make up?"
"I like wearing my make up…..anyway what’s your problem?"
"No! I’m just saying. You’re weird, in a cool way. I’m sorry if I pissed you off."
"It’s cool"
Cooper looks around like he’s afraid to be seen with me,
"Look, if you don’t want to talk to me…."
"No, I mean, yes I do. Look, you want to ditch?"
"Uh….okay"
Cooper and I go to this abandon arcade just a block away from school. He stares at me as if I’m the most beautiful person he has ever seen.
"I’ve been wondering about you since the first day of school"
"No way" I replied. We are surrounded by graffiti and busted old arcade game systems—the smell of rat urine and gasoline permeates. Cooper grabs newspapers, torn cardboard boxes and makes us a little pile to sit on. Despite all of this, I’m having the time of my life.
"So, are you like rich or something?"
"Yeah, something like that, but my dad spends all the money"
"Why?"
" he’s a perverted, ass-hole, greedy, waste of life."
"That sucks, where’s your mom?"
"She….she died"
"Dude, your life sucks"
"It doesn’t matter; I’m running away soon, somewhere fun and cool." He gives a wide eyes look while He flicks his cigarette.
"Sweet, can I come?"
"Sure!" At this moment, I feel like I’m dreaming. I tell him about the evil things Ted has done to me.
Cooper just grabs my face and kisses me. I take his shirt off; Cooper brings his hands up my blouse and squeezes my breast. My eyes are closing – I ask him in a breathless tone "I want you". He picks me up by my ass and presses me against a wall; He takes off my jeans and rips off my panties. Two hours pass; I realize it’s 11p.m. I’ve been with Cooper since this afternoon. Ted (if he gives a crap) is going to kill me.
Cooper walks me home and kisses me goodnight. I try to unlock the front door without waking up Ted. I tip-toe upstairs to my bedroom; I toss myself on my bed and scream in a low voice. I take out photos of my mother and me from my dresser. One of the photos shows my mother and me outside of a Slipknot concert. She and I always did fun things together. My mom bought me a Slipknot hoodie at the concert – I wore it everyday.
My bedroom door bust open, and I drop my photos. I try to sneak over to my cell phone, but Ted grabs me by my hair.
"Who the hell do you think I am, some kind of a retard?"
"No….of course not!"
"Shut the hell up slut!" Ted throws me on the floor so hard my shoulder dislocates. Ted begins to kick me in the stomach,
"I should’ve done this to your mother when she was pregnant." I try to crawl towards my window, but Ted grabs my legs and drags me out my room and down the hallway. Ted leans over me and repeatedly bangs my head against the floor,
"Stupid whore!" I use every ounce of my strength to kick him in his privates. He grabs himself and it’s the perfect opportunity to get the hell out. Ted spears me into the bathroom, "you think you can screw some boy and not me?!" Ted tries to pull off my jeans while his right hand is grabbing my tit – I’ve always told Ted my tits belong to me. I try to scream, but I’m too weak. Then Ted just stops- he stands straight up with a blank look on his face. I’m breathing really hard with blood dripping down my face. I then realize blood is poring out of Ted’s mouth. He collapses, and Cooper appears with a bloody knife in his hand.
I’m hysterical, and Cooper grabs me and holds me tight. Cooper and I are just sitting on the bathroom floor watching my father bleed to death. Cooper goes into my room and starts throwing all my clothes and photos in my suitcase. He then picks me up from the bathroom floor,
"Laura, you need to help me out here and walk as fast as you can. We need to get out of here now!"
"I can’t, I’m too hurt"
"Okay, I got you" Cooper puts my arm over his shoulder and helps me out of the house.
Cooper steals Ted’s car keys. He throws my stuff in the trunk and gently helps me lay down on the backseat. Thirty minutes later, Cooper, with his hands on the wheel, looks back at me and tells me everything is going to be okay: no more pain, no more Ted. I ask Cooper,
"Where are we going?" and with an optimistic look he replies,
"Somewhere fun and cool!"
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