lay there , I hear my name being called from the back gate door. I knew that voice immediately. It is t he same voice that that had shared all of her secrets since we were kids. I unlock and open the door to see Molly standing there. Her fire red hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she had on a cute maxi dress. She smiles at me .
“So is bitch season officially over?” In that moment, I just wanted to wrap my arms around her , and admit how much I had missed her. Struggling with the quiver in my voice I look back at her .
“It was a long season.”
“Ready to talk about it?” Molly was never one to beat around the bush. We walk over to the chairs and she s its down next to me.
I hadn’t talk ed to Molly in almost two years. Not s ince t he day after everything unraveled. I remember waking up that morning in the shower. The water had eventually lost its warmth and I don’t think I had even noticed when it turned cold. My naked body shook from the chil l and my teeth clicked together loudly. I had bit down on my tongue and the taste of copper filled my mouth.
Slowly I stood and groaned at the soreness between my legs. I made myself walk out of the shower not even drying my body and glared into the mirror. Silent tears rolled down my face . There were dark purple hand prints on my arms and thighs. I could see two sets of teeth marks that surrounded both of my nipples.
As I stared at the stranger in the mirror , I wondered why her body wasn’t more broken. Shouldn’t the skin be more mangled an d torn ? I was instantly angry with her. Why didn’ t she look as bad as I felt? She still had her skin. She was still protected. I hated her. Didn’t she understand what her pretty face and pretty hair had gotten her? Before I knew what I was doing , I picked up my brush and hurled it at the mirror. Glass shattered everywhere. Shards flew down t o my feet , and nicked scratches along my leg .
Now her image matched mine. The body was jagged and mismatched in the broken reflection. I don’t know how long I stood there. My legs shook from standing still for so long. My eyes never leaving the girl in the mirror or what was left of her . I barely made it to my bed before my legs gave out. I climbed in and buried my entire body underneath the covers.
My parents had been out of town and were not due back for another two days. I was supposed to be at school because it was a Friday. It was the second week of my sophomore year. I remember my home phone and cell both ringing for the next several hours. I’m pretty sure I heard the doorbell chime and someone must have been knocking on my front door . I forced all memories out of my head. Nothing seeme d real.
Molly’s voice floated from the hallway. I had forgotten she had an emergency set of house keys and also knew the alarm code. She walked into my room.
“Jay, where the hell were you last night? You were supposed to meet Reed and me for pizza after cheerleading practice. JT freaked because you didn’t call him either. He couldn’t leave school t oday t o check on you , so here I am.”
In that moment , I knew I didn’t want her to know what happened. No one ever had to know. Pulling the cover down , I stared at her. When I spoke my voice was hoarse. “I’m sick Mols. Must be the flu or something. You don’t want to be here to catch this. You should probably leave.”
“Damn Jay, you look bad. Should I take you to the doctor?” Molly looked scared for me.
“I’m fine. Just need to sleep. Tell JT he doesn’t want to catch this bug and I’ll call him tomorrow.” I pu lled the cover back over my head l etting the dark envelop me.
“Just call me if you need me. Love you Jay.” I heard her muffled voice and then the door clicked. I knew she would tell JT. I was sick.
I heard
“So is bitch season officially over?” In that moment, I just wanted to wrap my arms around her , and admit how much I had missed her. Struggling with the quiver in my voice I look back at her .
“It was a long season.”
“Ready to talk about it?” Molly was never one to beat around the bush. We walk over to the chairs and she s its down next to me.
I hadn’t talk ed to Molly in almost two years. Not s ince t he day after everything unraveled. I remember waking up that morning in the shower. The water had eventually lost its warmth and I don’t think I had even noticed when it turned cold. My naked body shook from the chil l and my teeth clicked together loudly. I had bit down on my tongue and the taste of copper filled my mouth.
Slowly I stood and groaned at the soreness between my legs. I made myself walk out of the shower not even drying my body and glared into the mirror. Silent tears rolled down my face . There were dark purple hand prints on my arms and thighs. I could see two sets of teeth marks that surrounded both of my nipples.
As I stared at the stranger in the mirror , I wondered why her body wasn’t more broken. Shouldn’t the skin be more mangled an d torn ? I was instantly angry with her. Why didn’ t she look as bad as I felt? She still had her skin. She was still protected. I hated her. Didn’t she understand what her pretty face and pretty hair had gotten her? Before I knew what I was doing , I picked up my brush and hurled it at the mirror. Glass shattered everywhere. Shards flew down t o my feet , and nicked scratches along my leg .
Now her image matched mine. The body was jagged and mismatched in the broken reflection. I don’t know how long I stood there. My legs shook from standing still for so long. My eyes never leaving the girl in the mirror or what was left of her . I barely made it to my bed before my legs gave out. I climbed in and buried my entire body underneath the covers.
My parents had been out of town and were not due back for another two days. I was supposed to be at school because it was a Friday. It was the second week of my sophomore year. I remember my home phone and cell both ringing for the next several hours. I’m pretty sure I heard the doorbell chime and someone must have been knocking on my front door . I forced all memories out of my head. Nothing seeme d real.
Molly’s voice floated from the hallway. I had forgotten she had an emergency set of house keys and also knew the alarm code. She walked into my room.
“Jay, where the hell were you last night? You were supposed to meet Reed and me for pizza after cheerleading practice. JT freaked because you didn’t call him either. He couldn’t leave school t oday t o check on you , so here I am.”
In that moment , I knew I didn’t want her to know what happened. No one ever had to know. Pulling the cover down , I stared at her. When I spoke my voice was hoarse. “I’m sick Mols. Must be the flu or something. You don’t want to be here to catch this. You should probably leave.”
“Damn Jay, you look bad. Should I take you to the doctor?” Molly looked scared for me.
“I’m fine. Just need to sleep. Tell JT he doesn’t want to catch this bug and I’ll call him tomorrow.” I pu lled the cover back over my head l etting the dark envelop me.
“Just call me if you need me. Love you Jay.” I heard her muffled voice and then the door clicked. I knew she would tell JT. I was sick.
I heard
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