Stuck and Stoned, Millie Annaliece [best autobiographies to read txt] 📗

I was about to become a siren too and crash his Nirvana and probably my own in the process. 

"Damn you, Stone," I whispered again. 

Whispers 

"What on earth are you wearing?" Lisa exclaimed. "Oh dear- Elizabeth!" Exasperation filled her voice. She rubbed her hand over her bulging pregnant stomach. "I'm glad my baby can't actually see you," she teased. 

"Too much?" I asked. 

"No! Not enough! You don't 'halfway' wear an outfit like that." She studied me. She was sitting on the side of my bed as I analyzed my self in the mirror. "Straighten your hair, do your eye makeup in black not blue. Put on more glitter. Lotion, rings, and perfume." She laughed again teasing me ruthlessly. I stuck my tongue out and straightened my bangs and sweeped black shadow and kohl liner on and choked on glitter, while trying to put it on. "Meanie!" I exclaimed. 

"Yes, yes I am." She curled up on my bed and hid under the covers. "Who you bangin' today?" she said muffled. 

"Lisa! I'm not "bangin" anybody! And so what if I was? I'm single," I declared. 

"You don't act single." 

"What? How?" 

"If you're still trying to make Stone happy, he's either controlling or you are still attached to him." 

"Thanks, 'Mom.'" I said sarcastically. "I gotta go, you be safe, okay? I'll be home around four I think." 

As I went out to the bus stop Lisa's words rang in my ears. Was I still attached to Stone? Is that why I felt so catty? "Thanks for crashing my Nirvana, Stone," I whispered to the sky. When I heard a soft laugh in return, I swung around. I didn't see anybody around me. However, I stilled and waited. I felt like a kitten hiding from a huge dog. If I moved or made a sound, the dog would eat me up. If I pounced', it would tear me to shreds. I cringed at the bloody picture my mind had just painted. Was I in over my head? Could such a graphic bloody picture be from Stone? His stupid Enchantment of hate and nirvana and here I am- a fool- thinking of poor dead kittens. Stupid me.

Abby would definitely disapprove, and if she didn't kick my ass, Bodhi would. 

Publication Date: 01-25-2013

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