Someday We'll Tell Ourselves 'Oh my God this is Paradise.'
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There was something itching at the back of my head. Something I felt I needed to get out but couldn't.
I was sitting in Chemistry, looking at the clock and back at my blue Bic pen that I was nervously tapping my book with.
I gnawed at my fingernails like my life depended on it. When was the fucking bell going to ring?
"Mr. Fuentes, the bell rang three minutes ago." My chemistry teacher said. "And watch the language."
I grabbed all my books and nodded. Heading to my locker as fast as I could. I slammed it shut and walked over to the table I never thought I would walk over to.
I coughed, and they all looked at me. They weren't just looking at me. They were sending me death stares. "What do you want, Fuentes?" Chris asked, unamused.
"I wanted to know where Maryssa is."
"Why? Why do you care? Are you going to hurt her even more?" Ricky stepped in.
I rolled my eyes, tapping my foot out of annoyance. "Just tell me where the fuck she is!"
"No!" Chris snarled. "Why would we fucking tell you? You've done enough to her. We can't trust you."
"Fine," I muttered in defeat. I turned around and left the table. I walked over to my table and threw my head and my arms.
"What's wrong man?" Mike asked.
"Nothing," I whispered.
"Why are you looking for Maryssa?" He asked, tipping his head back to drink his water.
"I don't even know. I guess I had something to tell her," I huffed.
"Well," Tony spoke up. "It's too late now. She's gone dude."
My head snapped up. "What do you mean she's gone?"
"I mean, no one has seen her as of this morning. Her books were left at a table right in front of her locker."
I stood up and stormed away. What do they mean she is gone? There is only one person who knows why she is gone.
Alex.
I went to the courtyard where he would most likely be. "Alex!"
He turned around and looked at me. "Hey man what's up?"
"Save it. Where is Maryssa?"
He looked at me, puzzled. "I don't know man, where is she?"
I was getting furious. "Cut the shit, Gaskarth. Tell me where she is."
"I said I don't fucking know ," he paused. "Since when do you give a rat's ass?"
I turned around and left. Someone has to know where she went.
--
"I don't know mom," mike snarled.
"Michael, you better not be lying to me!"
"I'm not! For fucks sake, I'm not! I don't fucking know where she is!"
We were all sitting around the dining room table. And all of us being, my parents, Tony's mom,mike, Tony, and myself. This whole day Tony has had a look on his face like he knows something.
"Antonio?" Tony's mom asked. He looked at her. "Do you know where she is?"
He took a deep breathe and look at Mike and I. "Yes," he breathed. "She told me."
"What do you means she told you?" I asked.
"I mean. I have been fucking talking to her. She told me everything. She's gone and its all because you two. Because of you two assholes. "
"fuck." I muttered.
I was sitting in Chemistry, looking at the clock and back at my blue Bic pen that I was nervously tapping my book with.
I gnawed at my fingernails like my life depended on it. When was the fucking bell going to ring?
"Mr. Fuentes, the bell rang three minutes ago." My chemistry teacher said. "And watch the language."
I grabbed all my books and nodded. Heading to my locker as fast as I could. I slammed it shut and walked over to the table I never thought I would walk over to.
I coughed, and they all looked at me. They weren't just looking at me. They were sending me death stares. "What do you want, Fuentes?" Chris asked, unamused.
"I wanted to know where Maryssa is."
"Why? Why do you care? Are you going to hurt her even more?" Ricky stepped in.
I rolled my eyes, tapping my foot out of annoyance. "Just tell me where the fuck she is!"
"No!" Chris snarled. "Why would we fucking tell you? You've done enough to her. We can't trust you."
"Fine," I muttered in defeat. I turned around and left the table. I walked over to my table and threw my head and my arms.
"What's wrong man?" Mike asked.
"Nothing," I whispered.
"Why are you looking for Maryssa?" He asked, tipping his head back to drink his water.
"I don't even know. I guess I had something to tell her," I huffed.
"Well," Tony spoke up. "It's too late now. She's gone dude."
My head snapped up. "What do you mean she's gone?"
"I mean, no one has seen her as of this morning. Her books were left at a table right in front of her locker."
I stood up and stormed away. What do they mean she is gone? There is only one person who knows why she is gone.
Alex.
I went to the courtyard where he would most likely be. "Alex!"
He turned around and looked at me. "Hey man what's up?"
"Save it. Where is Maryssa?"
He looked at me, puzzled. "I don't know man, where is she?"
I was getting furious. "Cut the shit, Gaskarth. Tell me where she is."
"I said I don't fucking know ," he paused. "Since when do you give a rat's ass?"
I turned around and left. Someone has to know where she went.
--
"I don't know mom," mike snarled.
"Michael, you better not be lying to me!"
"I'm not! For fucks sake, I'm not! I don't fucking know where she is!"
We were all sitting around the dining room table. And all of us being, my parents, Tony's mom,mike, Tony, and myself. This whole day Tony has had a look on his face like he knows something.
"Antonio?" Tony's mom asked. He looked at her. "Do you know where she is?"
He took a deep breathe and look at Mike and I. "Yes," he breathed. "She told me."
"What do you means she told you?" I asked.
"I mean. I have been fucking talking to her. She told me everything. She's gone and its all because you two. Because of you two assholes. "
"fuck." I muttered.
Notes
Oh hey guys.IM SORRY. 3 FUCKING MONTHS IS UNACCEPTABLE.
Wut
4/2/14