Hope was sitting on the front stoop outside of our house when I got back home. She had a browning apple in one hand and a water bottle sitting beside her indicating that was probably her dinner.
“No food again?” I carried the takeout bag with chicken sandwiches and fries behind my back.
“Nope.” Hope took another bite of her apple that looked like it had seen its better days. “Moms sleeping, dads doing what he normally does. I kept this from lunch,” she held up the apple, “just in case.”
I held out the bag of food and saw the look of joy and relief that crossed over her young face. She shouldn’t have to deal with this shit at such a young age. She was innocent, and yet the parents had to make her suffer for their incapabilities.
“What would I ever do without you.” Hope grabbed the wrapped sandwich and carton of fries. She woofed them both down like she hadn’t eaten for a week.
I
Cartoons played silently in the background as we walked into Morgan’s bedroom. Hope was instantly drawn to the sight. There were notes scattered all over her king-sized bed, and the computer on her desk showed a Word document that indicated that she’d apparently been working when we intruded.Morgan quickly grabbed the remote and changed the channel as if she was embarrassed to have been caught watching a kid show.“Hey.” Hope’s eyes pleaded for Morgan to change it back, which she did.“I was just uh…” Morgan looked to be looking for an excuse for what she had been doing.“Sorry. Bad timing,” I motioned to all her work that she had spread out, “you were obviously busy.”“No, not really. Just going over the notes from the debate meeting that Tara sent over.” Morgan motioned for me to follow as she crisscrossed her legs and sat down on her bed.I sat on the ed
I smelled the food even before she entered the room.Morgan returned with a hot plate of sliced beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans, four dinner rolls, and two enormous, homemade apple tarts. She set the plate on the desk and motioned for to come over.“Is this alright?” Morgan seemed skeptical of her own generosity.“You didn’t have to get me anything, but thank you, this is awesome.” I took a seat and began to shovel the food into my mouth. I hadn’t gotten a meal this good since we’d studied at her house before.Five minutes later, I was done. I cleaned the plate, plus ate the two dessert tarts. “Holy shit, I’m stuffed.” I pulled on the waist of my jeans.“That’s good.” Morgan took my empty plate and stashed it on her dresser.I stood up and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her softly on the neck and whispered in her ear. “Thank you.&rdqu
I woke up to the sound of my cell phone’s alarm. I reached over to my nightstand and quickly shut it off. I didn’t want to wake Hope or Ethan earlier than needed.My eyes still felt heavy after getting only six hours of sleep. I wanted to close them and grab a few more minutes but knew I had to get Ethan up to take Hope back for school.I looked over to his side of the bed. It was empty.I sat up and looked down at the spot that we had left Hope last night, but the beanbag was bare, and the blanket had been folded up neatly and set on the bottom of the bed.I never heard either of them at whatever time they got up and left.A warm shower was calling for me as I stumbled about my room picking up the notes and assignments that had been thrown to the wayside when Ethan came over last night.I was ready to go in thirty minutes, not too bad since I didn’t have my usual cup of mocha to wake me up.No one else was awa
“Dude, where were you last night. Matt was looking for you.” Jason made his way down the hallway towards us. His eyes locked on mine and Ethan’s hands still intertwined and a strange look crossed his face. “Nevermind, I don’t want the details.” His smile was more sinister than sincere like he was up to something.I noticed a look passed between Jason and Ethan.What the fuck was going on?Ethan gripped my hand tighter like he was afraid that I was going to run away or something.“Yeah, well, I’ll get with him whenever.” Ethan sidestepped Jason, and we kept walking.“Who’s Matt?”Maybe it was none of my business, but I was curious.“He was the soccer captain from last year.” Ethan stopped at my locker. “Just some shit that’s ongoing.”I nodded that I understood. Past debate members sometimes checked in with us to see if
Minus Claudia and crew, everyone else was at the Pizza Shack by the time that I got there. Heads turned when the door chimed as I walked in. Matt and his two boys were seated with Jason and Brandon, the other members of the team were scattered about at various tables doing what they do best, eat, drink, and gossip. Sometimes, it seemed like they were worse than girls.“Ethan.”“Matt.”Neither of our greetings was cordial to the other. I sat down beside Jason who was on the opposite side of the table from Matt.“How’s it going?” Matt was staring right at me.“Good.” I knew what he wanted to hear, but I really didn’t want to discuss the matter with him. This was a whole turn of events for me now, Morgan was more than just the challenge, she was… well, she was actually my first girlfriend.“Spill, Lowery, I don’t have time to sit around and chit-chat with you ladies.
We weren’t even off her street before she was already on her phone. I heard the loudness of the voice on the other side.“911. What’s your emergency.”“What are you doing?” I tried pulling the phone out of Morgan’s hand. We never called the police when shit like this happened. More and likely, they would take Hope away, and that was something I couldn’t live with.“I want to report a domestic dispute.” Morgan calmly spoke into the phone. She gave the operator the address, and I heard them say that officers would be notified.“What the fuck, Morgan!” I yelled a bit too loud after she’d hung up. “I never said to call them.”Morgan looked at me like I’d gone bonkers. “Ethan, someone has to help. What if it’s really serious?”I shook my head, shit just got serious. “We never call the cops. They can take Hope a
After that day with Ethan, the one where I almost gave everything up to him on my living room sofa AND the day that the cops were called to his house, everything seemed to fall in line for us and our relationship.He didn’t notice, but that day when the police were called, I picked up the crumbled business cards that were given out and did some investigation of my own. I found a counselor at one of those domestic abuse groups who were willing to help without getting law enforcement involved. She managed to find Ethan’s grandmother on his mom's side, and a date had been set to when she would be arriving… only Ethan didn’t know anything about it, yet.We’d been going out steadily for almost four months, and I couldn’t have been any happier. My parents liked him. Clarissa didn’t look at us weirdly anymore, she used to seem suspicious of us being together, but the ice around her attitude seemed to thaw out a b
My mind and my mouth weren’t working together. I didn’t mean to say all those words to Morgan, but it came out anyway.“I hate you.” Hope rushed towards me and started hitting me in the stomach with her fists. “You were mean to Morgan and made her go away forever.”Deep down I knew I deserved this beating. I had a split second of insanity and probably just lost the best thing I had going in my life.The cops left my side once they saw I wasn’t going to be a threat to anyone. I heard the sound of their patrol car pulling away and knew I wasn’t going to have to face Ed ever again unless I had to testify in court on behalf of my mother.“Ethan, why don’t you come over here and sit down so we can explain everything to you.” Ms. Eileen lightly touched my arm as she held Hope back from her tiny fists beating my abdomen.I slumped down on the sofa with my mom sitting next to me. Her mother,