A Thursty Love

Confession

Romeo listened to my mother and I while we talked on the phone. And when I hung up and told him that she was on her way home, he left. Locking the door as he went out. He had helped me buy putting a blanket over my bruised body. He also managed to find my dads duck tape and taped a blanket over my window to keep the cold night air out. He was a nice boy.

He looked like he was my age. 18 maybe. But dreamy too, lets just keep it at that. He was a little taller than me; he had dark brown hair with a hint of copper to it…His skin looked snow white, and looked as hard as rock. I couldn’t tell though, because when he was carrying me, it seemed as if he was holding me out word, away from his body. And he didn’t seem to mind. He was built, but in a lean way. His mussels weren’t bulging out of his shirt like the guys he nuked out were. But he seemed much stronger in a way.

I herd the door slam. “Honey?! You home?”

“Up here mom.” She trotted up the stars and found me in my room.

“Oww. What happened? You only told me that they broke your window.”

“Well….I went out and gave one a knucle sandwich to the face.” She didn’t look pleased. “They pissed me off….sorry mom.”

“Well how did you get back into the house then?”

“I had help.”

“Buy who?”

“The person that came and saved me.”
“Person? What person? You almost know everyone in our little town of Maroon.” I laughed, hurting myself.

“There are some new folks in town.”

“There are? How did they find you?”

“One found me…and I think he herd me scream.”

“Hmm….that must explain it.”

“Explains what?”

“The saving. I thought Sammy came to the rescue.”

“Oh please mom. She couldn’t hear me from half way around town if she wanted to. Nether could you.”

“I know, but still, I thought that you two might be getting together today. And now that I see you, I wish you had. Your face looks like a mess. How many times did he hit you?”

“Once in the face and twice in the rib cage.”

“He hit you in the ribs too?!” She pulled the blanked off of me and pulled my shirt up half way.

“Mom! Come on, I’m ok, ok!”

“I don’t think so young lady. Its purple and green. I’ll be right back with a heating pad, and some ice.”

“Why would you give me both?”

“We put the heating pad on, and then the ice. It will work faster.”

“Yes ma’am.”

In the morning I was sour to the bone. I walked to school instead of riding my board, and saw Sammy waiting for me at the gas station. Her eyes went wide when she saw me.

“What happened to you? I thought I left you in one peace yesterday!” Running toward me.

“I’m fine….I just got in a fight with some football players in front of my house.”

“How come you didn’t run into your house?”

“I ran out of it. They broke my window.”

“Emma, Emma, Emma. You’ve got a temper girl.”

“Ya, I know….sorry for that.”

“Don’t be. If you didn’t have one, me and you wouldn’t be best friends.” Giggling a little to herself. “Come on, let’s get to school.”

At school, my day was worse than ever. People kept commenting, and poking at me. I saw the two guys from last night in the hall way that had been holding me. They both had black eyes. One on the left side and one on the right. Romeo must have hit them hard. They saw me to, but went and stud on the other side of the hall, hoping that I wouldn’t say anything. Although when we past each other it was kind of obvious that we were the ones fighting. Except for the fact that my face was the one that got torn open. Sammy stared them down, and lifted a fist. She didn’t have to worn them with that the way she did, but if it made her feel better for not being there to help kill them, I let her. I didn’t see the other guy….the one who opened my face with one nuke. The one with the ring....

I was kind of hoping that he just had to go to the hospital…..I really jacket that nose of his up. And the smash down he got to….that must have not helped.

At lunch me and Sammy past the nurse’s clinic cause my face started to sting. When we got in, I saw him…his face torn up worse than mine. When he saw me, he didn’t do anything. When I asked for some pain reliever he smiled. I guess he was hoping for me to be in pain. But who cares….he was in more pain than I was in the face. In the face….not the stomach.

So just to make him feel guilty I asked if the nurse could take a look at my stomach. And when she said that I should go into the other room and that she would be there in a moment, I didn’t go. I lifted my shirt up right there. Reveling the burses that he had left on me. The shape and design of the ring visible for all to see. I looked over at him, and saw his moth drop open. Him sliding his ring off, and putting it in his pocket. The nurse was full of shock.

“Oh my gosh! That looks like Michaels ring!” She looked over at the boy that I guessed was named Michael. “Who dare you hit a girl! What where you thinking!”

“Mom! I can explain! I didn’t do it!” Oh wow, I guess this is his mom.

“Right. Then how did toughs burses get there.” He didn’t say anything. He just gave me an evil stare. “Fine, if you won’t tell me, I’ll ask Emma myself. Emma?” I was shocked.

“How do you know my name?”

“I’m the school nurse honey. I know everyone’s name. And plus, he told me that you did this to him, so I figured that that was you when you walked in.”

“I did…part of it, I will admit.”

“Part?” Sammy and her said at the same time.

“Yes….you see….what happened was that I just got out of the shower right, and I go to close my window. I see him and two other guys standing out side of it. They whistle and I close it. I put some cloths on and sit at my desk, just minding my own business and a rock fly’s throw my window. Glass hits my face, and I go to the window. They’re there just laughing, rocks in hand. So I go down, and give him a punch in the face. I go to hit the other two boys and they grab me. One just holds me there so I slap him. The other one grabs my hand and bends me backward, twisting my spinal cord…..and then….your son…..he tells them to hold me up strait….and they do….He gave me two jabs to the ribs, and then Romeo shows up,”

“Romeo?” Cutting me off.

“Yes….Romeo…..but when he heirs Romeo, he goes and jabs me in the face, cutting it open….letting me fall to the floor….then Romeo hits him, and he falls to the floor….and the other two…” I couldn’t think of how to describe the rest…I didn’t want to be seen as weak. The nurse and Sammy were both looking at me very intently. Michael had his head in his hands.

“Who’s Romeo?” Sammy asked.

“He’s new in town….he’s going here…I just haven’t seen ‘em.” She had a thoughtful face. And the nurse turned to her son.

“Is this all true. Did you really break this girl’s window?”

“Yes...” He said in a whisper.

“I’ll deal with you when we get home. And Emma,” Turning back to me. “Thank you for teaching him a lesson.”

“No problem…” And just like that, I felt bad for him…and I wondered….where was he any way?