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Door After Door
2 ReviewsWARNING!!!! This is the most intense chapter to date. You have been warned.
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I wake up the next morning feeling a strange mix of rejuvenated, yet absolutely shitty.
How much smack did I take last night? Was all I could really decode from my scrambling brain.
My eyes were burning from the piercing light of the sun. So this is what the Wicked Witch of the West must've felt like when they threw water on her. Feverish, terrible, and deathly sick to her stomach. I groan and slap the nearest pillow across my face. The sun wasn't the only thing bugging me.
Last night, when I had to take a late night pee, I heard the Heidi with yet another guy. Oh yeah, Kurt really meant something to her. It was at that moment that made me just want to run over to her room, burst the door open and yell right in her face, "Guess what you sperm dumpster, I'm the reason Kurt broke up with! Yeah, I’m not so lonely and pathetic now, huh?” Seems rude and cruel but hey, she deserves it anyway.
Right as I was still in my little fantasy land, the phone gave off its annoying little ring. I let out a groan of frustration and pick up the phone, hoping whoever it is that they better have a good fucking reason to be calling this early. Well early for me. It was 10:47, but still.
"Hello?" I ask as kindly as I could.
"Hello, love," I hear an over excited voice on the other line, imitating a British person. Kurt. I smile to myself, happy he's calling me rather than some other girl.
"Hi Kurt."
"Have you told the 'oh so high and mighty' Heidi about us yet?" Kurt asked, obviously anxious for my answer. I bit my lip, feeling guilty. Crap. I had all that time last night to tell Heidi about us, but instead I decided to shoot up.
"Ally, did you tell her or not?" Great, now he's suspicious.
I swallow hard and lick my lips. "Uh....well she just seemed so crushed about your breakup and I didn't want to hurt her even more. So....no." There was a long pause after that. I actually thought Kurt hung up in frustration before I heard him shift the phone to his other ear. The same way he did the first time we talked on the phone.
"You're scared, right? Look I know that Heidi isn't going to take this so lightly as we both wish, but we'll both feel better about this once it's done. It's like ripping off a band-aid. It's only going to hurt for a few seconds." I scoff. Obviously, Kurt doesn't know Heidi the way I do. No one leaves Heidi without consequences included. She's a very overbearing person. Abrasive too.
The only reason I put up with Heidi is she helped me get off the street in my starving artist days. If it weren't for Heidi, I would either be stuck with Cory or just be plain dead by now. I gulp thinking about what Heidi's reaction will be.
"Ok, Kurt. I'll tell her later on but I think I should first pack up my things."
"Oh yeah, that reminds me, Krist and Dave are cool with you staying here with us." I raise my eyebrows.
He already told them?
I'm sure if I had a few friends I would tell them. But alas, I only have one friend. Kat. But the moment I moved in with Cory he made sure I was completely secluded from all society all together. Living with Cory can sometimes be like hell. It was bitter sweet really. He was kind of a womanizer and believed I should consider going to college and making something of myself, rather than just spending all my life painting. We got in quite a few fights over the issue. If only Kat were still here with me, she could tell me how to tell Heidi about Kurt and I.
"Ally, are you still there?" Kurt asked, sounding a little worried for some reason. I guess I was so stuck in my thoughts I forgot about the conversation between us.
"Yeah, sorry guess I was thinking about how to tell Heidi-,"
"Tell me what?" My stomach drops straight to the bottom of my body and my heart stops for a moment. How much had she heard? Kurt must've heard Heidi's voice to because the line suddenly went dead. I swallow hard for what seems like the millionth time that day alone and used all my courage to turn around and look at Heidi in the eye. Do I tell her now or lie straight through my teeth?
"Tell you that....I'm moving out?" Well it wasn't fully a lie.
Heidi just stared at me from the doorway for awhile, suspicion running through them. She started walking a little closer to my bed, never losing eye contact with me. Each footstep she took made my heart beat speed up a little. She’s done this before and each time ends terribly.
"Moving, huh? Well not that I'm against it in anyway, I mean it was time for you to move out. But, where do you plan on going, huh?" She was doing this on purpose, I knew it. She was using that antagonizing tone in her voice, the way she's done a billion times before. First, she loses a guy she'll probably never lay, and now she's losing her roommate. If I know Heidi she's not just going to let this slide. Not without a fight.
"Um, just with this fellow artist I met. He's really cool, shy, nice, you know. The typical basics." I reply as calmly as I possibly could, but even I could sense the nervousness in my voice.
"Ah, so it's a guy." Heidi sits on the very edge of my bed looking over towards my bedside table. “ Well, tell me Al, did he happen to come by yesterday?" Oh no, what is she getting at?
"Why?"
"Just asking. Especially, because yesterday morning I don't recall seeing a syringe on the floor." Heidi quickly gets up from the bed and walks toward my bedside table. She picks the syringe up from the bottom and waves in front of my face.
"I know you're doing smack. That's why I don't care if you leave. You think I want a drug addict around the house then you're wrong. Dead wrong. I even called and told Cory about it." My eyes suddenly to a porcelain doll size and I practically jump out of bed.
"You did what!?" I screamed, feeling tears build up. Cory was one of the last people I would ever want to know about my heroin use. He always said that he would fuck anybody up he knew if they took drugs. He's very much against it.
"That's right, and boy you should've heard what he had to say about it. He sounded like he was gonna explode. In fact, I think he will but just in front of your face."
Anger and hatred were coming in waves down my body. I’m officially at the end of my ropes. Of all the fucked up things this was going too far, even for her. I snatch the syringe from her hand and toss it in the trashcan. I then grab Heidi by the collar of her blouse and punch her as hard as I possibly could in the nose. There was a loud crushing noise followed by Heidi screaming and falling to the ground on her knees, grabbing her nose.
"You bitch!" She screams at me.
"I’m the bitch? You’re the one who told Cory something that wasn’t even in his concern. You’re the bitch!" I scream right back and turn to pull my suitcase out from under the bed. I don't think I've ever been triggered this badly to actually display violent behavior towards her. I mean, yeah I got in fights in middle school, but over small things compared to this.
I throw in a few random articles of clothing before I'm suddenly pulled to the ground by my neck. The air gets restricted from my lungs once I hit the ground and Heidi hold me down by the neck. I struggle for air and feel my face heat up immediately from the rush of blood. I punch Heidi in the stomach as hard as I could, knocking the wind out of her. I quickly run to the bathroom, hitting my knee against the hallway table on the way. I violently slam the door just in time to hit Heidi's face. She screams in pain before pounding on the door screaming in the process.
"Ally, you're gonna have to come out of there one way or another. I will knock this door down if I have to. That's all I've ever done for you Ally, knock door after door down for you." I scoff with what little breath I have left. Anybody who was listening to this could agree with me that Heidi sounds like she's officially lost it.
"With the muscle and strength you have, you'll probably just break a few bones." Heidi just continues to assault the door. The bad thing though, the hinges on the door were starting to come loose. Panicking, I rush over to the bathtub, hoping it will somehow give me some source of shelter for awhile.
The banging stops for a moment though; it almost seemed safe enough to come out. But this was Heidi and using all the knowledge from watching enough horror films, I stayed right where I was. I felt my heart stop for a moment when I heard footsteps, because then … the door flew right open, Heidi rushing in. She was obviously using one of my paintings as a ram to get the door to open. Heidi yanks the shower curtains open before yanking me up by my hair to my feet. I scream louder than I ever had as my roots feel like they were being pulled straight out.
"Do you seriously think you're going to leave me without being sorry? I honestly thought you were smarter than that Ally."
"I thought you said you didn't want a drug addict in your home." I said, tears pouring down from my eyes going down neck in the process.
"I don’t. But with that stupid little dick Kurt left and I know you had something to do with it? Come on Ally," She says releasing my hair letting me fall painfully into the bathtub on my side. I heard a slight crack and pain radiances from my arm like it’s never before. "I want to make ache like I ache. You deserve to be hurt in every possible way.” Heidi punches me in the jaw once more before spitting on me. The tears continue to pour down before I look up at Heidi, trying as best as I could to make out her face from all the tears. She still looked like Heidi, despite the bloody nose. There was also this look in her eye. Blood thirsty and ready to kill. If I was to die today, then I at least want to go to my grave knowing that I dropped the bomb on her.
"Heidi," I begin closing my eyes in the process.
"Yes?" Heidi asks rather calmly and dully. If she wasn't mad now, boy am I in for a show.
"Kurt didn't break up with you because you guys had nothing in common, he broke up with you because he found someone else.” My thoughts were becoming more hazed. “ Me. So suck on that.” With that said, I began to drift into a painful dream state that felt more like a coma. I know Heidi is going to kill me while I'm asleep and I can't stop her. Was she the one who was really asking for it, or was I the one who played faith?
I wake up the next morning feeling a strange mix of rejuvenated, yet absolutely shitty.
How much smack did I take last night? Was all I could really decode from my scrambling brain.
My eyes were burning from the piercing light of the sun. So this is what the Wicked Witch of the West must've felt like when they threw water on her. Feverish, terrible, and deathly sick to her stomach. I groan and slap the nearest pillow across my face. The sun wasn't the only thing bugging me.
Last night, when I had to take a late night pee, I heard the Heidi with yet another guy. Oh yeah, Kurt really meant something to her. It was at that moment that made me just want to run over to her room, burst the door open and yell right in her face, "Guess what you sperm dumpster, I'm the reason Kurt broke up with! Yeah, I’m not so lonely and pathetic now, huh?” Seems rude and cruel but hey, she deserves it anyway.
Right as I was still in my little fantasy land, the phone gave off its annoying little ring. I let out a groan of frustration and pick up the phone, hoping whoever it is that they better have a good fucking reason to be calling this early. Well early for me. It was 10:47, but still.
"Hello?" I ask as kindly as I could.
"Hello, love," I hear an over excited voice on the other line, imitating a British person. Kurt. I smile to myself, happy he's calling me rather than some other girl.
"Hi Kurt."
"Have you told the 'oh so high and mighty' Heidi about us yet?" Kurt asked, obviously anxious for my answer. I bit my lip, feeling guilty. Crap. I had all that time last night to tell Heidi about us, but instead I decided to shoot up.
"Ally, did you tell her or not?" Great, now he's suspicious.
I swallow hard and lick my lips. "Uh....well she just seemed so crushed about your breakup and I didn't want to hurt her even more. So....no." There was a long pause after that. I actually thought Kurt hung up in frustration before I heard him shift the phone to his other ear. The same way he did the first time we talked on the phone.
"You're scared, right? Look I know that Heidi isn't going to take this so lightly as we both wish, but we'll both feel better about this once it's done. It's like ripping off a band-aid. It's only going to hurt for a few seconds." I scoff. Obviously, Kurt doesn't know Heidi the way I do. No one leaves Heidi without consequences included. She's a very overbearing person. Abrasive too.
The only reason I put up with Heidi is she helped me get off the street in my starving artist days. If it weren't for Heidi, I would either be stuck with Cory or just be plain dead by now. I gulp thinking about what Heidi's reaction will be.
"Ok, Kurt. I'll tell her later on but I think I should first pack up my things."
"Oh yeah, that reminds me, Krist and Dave are cool with you staying here with us." I raise my eyebrows.
He already told them?
I'm sure if I had a few friends I would tell them. But alas, I only have one friend. Kat. But the moment I moved in with Cory he made sure I was completely secluded from all society all together. Living with Cory can sometimes be like hell. It was bitter sweet really. He was kind of a womanizer and believed I should consider going to college and making something of myself, rather than just spending all my life painting. We got in quite a few fights over the issue. If only Kat were still here with me, she could tell me how to tell Heidi about Kurt and I.
"Ally, are you still there?" Kurt asked, sounding a little worried for some reason. I guess I was so stuck in my thoughts I forgot about the conversation between us.
"Yeah, sorry guess I was thinking about how to tell Heidi-,"
"Tell me what?" My stomach drops straight to the bottom of my body and my heart stops for a moment. How much had she heard? Kurt must've heard Heidi's voice to because the line suddenly went dead. I swallow hard for what seems like the millionth time that day alone and used all my courage to turn around and look at Heidi in the eye. Do I tell her now or lie straight through my teeth?
"Tell you that....I'm moving out?" Well it wasn't fully a lie.
Heidi just stared at me from the doorway for awhile, suspicion running through them. She started walking a little closer to my bed, never losing eye contact with me. Each footstep she took made my heart beat speed up a little. She’s done this before and each time ends terribly.
"Moving, huh? Well not that I'm against it in anyway, I mean it was time for you to move out. But, where do you plan on going, huh?" She was doing this on purpose, I knew it. She was using that antagonizing tone in her voice, the way she's done a billion times before. First, she loses a guy she'll probably never lay, and now she's losing her roommate. If I know Heidi she's not just going to let this slide. Not without a fight.
"Um, just with this fellow artist I met. He's really cool, shy, nice, you know. The typical basics." I reply as calmly as I possibly could, but even I could sense the nervousness in my voice.
"Ah, so it's a guy." Heidi sits on the very edge of my bed looking over towards my bedside table. “ Well, tell me Al, did he happen to come by yesterday?" Oh no, what is she getting at?
"Why?"
"Just asking. Especially, because yesterday morning I don't recall seeing a syringe on the floor." Heidi quickly gets up from the bed and walks toward my bedside table. She picks the syringe up from the bottom and waves in front of my face.
"I know you're doing smack. That's why I don't care if you leave. You think I want a drug addict around the house then you're wrong. Dead wrong. I even called and told Cory about it." My eyes suddenly to a porcelain doll size and I practically jump out of bed.
"You did what!?" I screamed, feeling tears build up. Cory was one of the last people I would ever want to know about my heroin use. He always said that he would fuck anybody up he knew if they took drugs. He's very much against it.
"That's right, and boy you should've heard what he had to say about it. He sounded like he was gonna explode. In fact, I think he will but just in front of your face."
Anger and hatred were coming in waves down my body. I’m officially at the end of my ropes. Of all the fucked up things this was going too far, even for her. I snatch the syringe from her hand and toss it in the trashcan. I then grab Heidi by the collar of her blouse and punch her as hard as I possibly could in the nose. There was a loud crushing noise followed by Heidi screaming and falling to the ground on her knees, grabbing her nose.
"You bitch!" She screams at me.
"I’m the bitch? You’re the one who told Cory something that wasn’t even in his concern. You’re the bitch!" I scream right back and turn to pull my suitcase out from under the bed. I don't think I've ever been triggered this badly to actually display violent behavior towards her. I mean, yeah I got in fights in middle school, but over small things compared to this.
I throw in a few random articles of clothing before I'm suddenly pulled to the ground by my neck. The air gets restricted from my lungs once I hit the ground and Heidi hold me down by the neck. I struggle for air and feel my face heat up immediately from the rush of blood. I punch Heidi in the stomach as hard as I could, knocking the wind out of her. I quickly run to the bathroom, hitting my knee against the hallway table on the way. I violently slam the door just in time to hit Heidi's face. She screams in pain before pounding on the door screaming in the process.
"Ally, you're gonna have to come out of there one way or another. I will knock this door down if I have to. That's all I've ever done for you Ally, knock door after door down for you." I scoff with what little breath I have left. Anybody who was listening to this could agree with me that Heidi sounds like she's officially lost it.
"With the muscle and strength you have, you'll probably just break a few bones." Heidi just continues to assault the door. The bad thing though, the hinges on the door were starting to come loose. Panicking, I rush over to the bathtub, hoping it will somehow give me some source of shelter for awhile.
The banging stops for a moment though; it almost seemed safe enough to come out. But this was Heidi and using all the knowledge from watching enough horror films, I stayed right where I was. I felt my heart stop for a moment when I heard footsteps, because then … the door flew right open, Heidi rushing in. She was obviously using one of my paintings as a ram to get the door to open. Heidi yanks the shower curtains open before yanking me up by my hair to my feet. I scream louder than I ever had as my roots feel like they were being pulled straight out.
"Do you seriously think you're going to leave me without being sorry? I honestly thought you were smarter than that Ally."
"I thought you said you didn't want a drug addict in your home." I said, tears pouring down from my eyes going down neck in the process.
"I don’t. But with that stupid little dick Kurt left and I know you had something to do with it? Come on Ally," She says releasing my hair letting me fall painfully into the bathtub on my side. I heard a slight crack and pain radiances from my arm like it’s never before. "I want to make ache like I ache. You deserve to be hurt in every possible way.” Heidi punches me in the jaw once more before spitting on me. The tears continue to pour down before I look up at Heidi, trying as best as I could to make out her face from all the tears. She still looked like Heidi, despite the bloody nose. There was also this look in her eye. Blood thirsty and ready to kill. If I was to die today, then I at least want to go to my grave knowing that I dropped the bomb on her.
"Heidi," I begin closing my eyes in the process.
"Yes?" Heidi asks rather calmly and dully. If she wasn't mad now, boy am I in for a show.
"Kurt didn't break up with you because you guys had nothing in common, he broke up with you because he found someone else.” My thoughts were becoming more hazed. “ Me. So suck on that.” With that said, I began to drift into a painful dream state that felt more like a coma. I know Heidi is going to kill me while I'm asleep and I can't stop her. Was she the one who was really asking for it, or was I the one who played faith?
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