My backwards world

"Well I best get going." Kevin says turning back to human form. That gets me thinking. Back to human form. I lay back against the couch, and I sigh a deep sigh, as Kevin walks out the front door. I look at myself knowing I'm the offspring of a type of horse, and now I can't turn back to human form. Ever. "Well you guys really did it." I say finally breaking the silence. Dad gets up from the other couch and sits next to me. "I'm sorry Marie." He says blankly. "Now you're sorry. If you were sorry you would have told me you weren't my actual father." I scold. "I know what I did was wrong. I should have told before you found out the hard way. " "Stop trying to suck up to me okay?" If you knew it was wrong, then why did you do it huh? I can't believe this. First i wake up like this, then I'm forced to go to school, then I get involved in a bus crash, then I find out this shit." I get up and storm up the stairs to my room. I collapse on my bed.

  I take out my phone. One message. I see the sender is unknown. I open the text, and find it's from Chris. "You okay?" It says. "No." I type in and send it. Then there is a knock on my bedroom door. I get up, and I walk over to the door, and lock it. I flop down back on my bed, as I lay on my left side. "Why me?" I mutter to myself again. The knocking continues. "Marie! Open this door!" He shouts. "Marie!" I tune out the sound of his voice and him knocking on the door. I just lay there in my bed, a useless freak of nature. "Marie, please." He pleads. A tear falls from my right eye, and rolls down my cheek, then drips down onto the blanket. Finally he stops knocking, but I don't hear him walk away.  I look out my window to see clouds have now filled the sky.  " Look. I'm sorry. I still love you as if I were your father. Please. say something." I can tell by the sound of his voice, he's trying not to cry. My life is over. I was living the dream, which are now just memories.

  I some how fall asleep through all this shit, so I guess you could say I'm lucky for that. I don't have any creepy dreams this time thank god, but all I can see is black, and voices that I can't make out what they are saying. After a while of these murmuring voices I'm woken up by a clap of loud thunder. I sit up in an instant, and my head goes dizzy to the sudden movement, and dots fill my vision, as I become drowzy, and lightheaded. It's night-time now. I look at my phone to see what time it is. 9;23pm. Well it's past my bed time so might as well go back to sleep. I lay back down when I see I have two new texts. One from Chris, and the other from Jacob. I open the one from Jacob. It says: "hey. Just wanna check up on you and see how ur doin. I hope things start to go better for you. Love ya. :)" I quickly type a reply. "Things are not fine, and never will be again, and don't ask why, cause I don't want to re-live it again." The text from Chris just says: "Sorry to hear :'("

  What did I do to deserve this? All this crap I have to go through. I hate you Kevin. I fucking hate you. I turn off my pone and close my eyes to try and get back to sleep. I just lay there not hoping for tings to get better cause, in under three days it keeps getting worse. I just give up. It feels like it's been an hour now, and I'm still not sleeping. The sound of the rain against the window, and roaring of thunder and lightning prevents me from getting any sleep. I check the time again on my phone to find that it's only been seven minutes. I get up out of my bed, and I walk over to the door. I'm about to open it when I remember my dad might still be standing/sitting there. I look under the door, and see nothing. I unlock it, and exit the room. I walk through the halls, and down the stairs. I see nobody in the living room. I don't hear any voices either. I head to the kitchen, and see a note on the refrigerator. "We went out, but we let you sleep cause you need a lot of rest" It says.

  Well they totally just left me hear alone, and never bothered to tell me where they went. I go outside onto the front porch, and The sound of rain smashing against the pavement fills my ears. I walk out to the sidewalk. I look to my left, then to my right and see nobody. No lights are on in any of the other houses, and there are no cars going by. I begin walking Down the block and my red hair gets soaked with rain. I walk straight for a few blocks, then I tun right down another street. I hear people talking, but I can't place where it's coming from. Then out of nowhere a black man with his hair in braids steps in front of me. I immediately recognize him as...Tyrone!! Then two more black guys step to each side of him. God I'm gonna get jumped. Way to make my day worse. He grabs me by the throat with one hand and lifts me up. Then he pulls out a pistol from his waist. He cocks it, and holds it up to my neck. "We can do dis da easy way, or da hard way." God fuck me!!

  I want to struggle to get free, but this dude is stronger than anybody else in school, so it won't do any good. The two guys with him pull out a pistol as well, and they aim them at my face. "Go ahead. Shoot me. You'll be doing me a favor." I growl. The two guys step closer to me. "Okay. If that's how you want it." Tyrone says moving the end of the barrel of the gun to my forehead. I feel so happy right now, yet pissed at the same time. Pissed cause I'm gonna die, but happy cause I won't have to do this anymore. Then out of nowhere I kick his balls, causing him to drop his gun, and me. He falls on top of me. I would grab the gun and hold it to his head but I cant ire it if I don't have fingers!! Instead I take his head, and I knee him in the face. I stay behind him so his "Boys" can't shoot me. He goes limp and I toss hi into his friend causing them to fall, loosing their grip on their guns. I punch them both in the face knocking them out. I grab all three of the pistols and run for my life.

  I Shove the weapons in my various sweater pockets, and I keep running, hoping they don't catch up.  I don't run straight home cause if they see me, then they will know where I live, and I don't want that to happen. That's the last thing I need is a group of black guys bursting into the house guns a blaze. I look behind me several times, and hope to god I don't see them. I run around another couple of blocks in the poring rain, until I run out of breath. I lean against a tree to regain my strength. I take a deep breath, and make my way home. By the time I get to the house I'm soaking wet. I didn't notice the car is back in the driveway, and when I get inside I see my dad With his arms crossed, and his foot tapping on the floor. "Where have you been?" He asks in a stern voice. "I went for a walk." I say walking over to the table, and placing the three guns on it.

  "What are those?" He asks. "Guns." I say blankly. "What are you doing with those?!" He shouts. "I got jumped." Tell him remembering being held up by the neck. "Why were you out in the first place in this weather?" "I decided to go for a walk to try and get rid of some stress." He ists down on the couch. "Who was it?" He asks sighing. "I was Tyrone and two of his friends." "I'm disappointed in you." He says not looking at me. "So you don't even care that I had three guns pointed at my face?!" I snap. "How are you still alive? You didn't." He stops. "Hey dad you can't fire a gun without fingers!" I say with a little sass in my voice. "It's late I'm going to bed. I'm tired of his shit." I say storming off to my room on the second floor. "Marie Don't you dare use that tone of voice on me!" He roars. I turn around. "Look I don't even care anymore okay!! I'm done trying!! I should have let them shoot me instead!!" I yell, then I rush into my room.