14 Chapter 4A (1/2)

”Beer is the cause and solution to all of life's problems” – Homer Simpson

September 6th 2013; 7:02pm

”Will you ever speak to us again?” the screen of my phone lit up and I glanced down at the message Rain had sent to me.

I was sprawled out on my bed, still fully clothed, complete with the contacts in my eyes and the wig on my head.

Avoiding Rain and Angel the entire week had not been as easy as I had thought it would be.

It seemed that the only class I did not have with them was biology, but after that class, they would either be waiting for me at my locker or at the entrance of the school. It was because of their 'stalking' that I had started taking all of my books home with me and discovered that the school had more than one exit, one through the gymnasium and the other down a flight of stairs at the far north end of the campus.

”I'm sitting here, with this blank expression,” I sang along to the song 'Last Night' by P-Diddy that floated from my stereo and tapped my fingers on the sheets along to the beat.

”Come on Shay, don't do this again” the screen lit up once more with another message and I let out a sigh, dragging my gaze from the screen of my phone to the white textured paint on the ceiling.

Apart from the music playing, the entire house was quiet.

Empty.

”I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch” I sang loudly, ignoring the uneasy feeling that had set in the pit of my stomach most likely from my subconscious giving the song more meaning than the artist probably originally meant for it.

”Come and set me free, Forever yours I'll be” another voice sang suddenly, causing me to sit up startled.

Lolita sat in the armchair, her legs crossed and a magazine in her lap, her fingers tapping and head bobbing along to the music.

I smiled, before reaching over the side of my bed to turn off the stereo.

”Baby, won't you come and take this pain away,” she stopped, realizing the music wasn't playing anymore and stared up at me with an accusing expression.

”Hey, I was listening to that!”

I smiled and crossed my legs Indian style on my bed, ignoring the screen of my phone that had lit up once again.