4. Narga

I hurled. Again, and again till I had no more food in my stomach. My head pounded as I closed my eyes and the flashbacks started. Tears streamed down my face, as I ripped at my hair. The flackbacks continued,  as I rocked back and forth, seeing over and over again my mom grab a knife and slit her throat. The tears now poured down my face as I squeezed my eyes closed, and my chest tightened. The girl that my dad was with now burst in, and wrapped her tan arms around me. I cried into her shoulder, until I couldn't cry no more. That's when Darga burst in too. I stood up and ran to her, and she kissed me on the lips, hard. I returned the favor. She backed me up to a bathroom stall, us both still kissing. The girl quickly left as me and Darga kissed more and more. She slid her hands to my pants and unzipped them, as I slipped down her skirt and panties. She hooked her legs around my waist as I found a condom in the bathroom. She slipped it on and I kissed her neck, making my way to undoing her shirt. Her bra and shirt slapped the floor and so did mine, and I kissed her chest. You know what happened after that. 

We both sat on the floor exhausted. We were laying next to each other, hand in hand. I climbed on top of her.

"Can I be your boyfriend?" I whispered to her, she nodded and we kissed again, but quickly realized that it was 12AM and we were trapped in the mall. The rest of the night was filled with pleasure. We both woke up on a mattress in the mattress store, as the convenience store guy kicked us out. We quickly run to her house and her mom walks to the door. 

"DARGA MARYLANN LEE! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH THIS BOY AND I DON'T WANNA KNOW WHY YOU WERE GONE!" Darga's mom screamed as Darga stepped forward. 

"Mom." She smiled so big her mom seemed so happy and surprised at the same time. 

"Honey, you haven't been this happy since Noah left. You've been in a state of depression and denial ever since he left." 

"Mom. It's Noah!!" Darga screamed. Mrs. Lee's mouth dropped. 

"Hi Mrs. Lee. Nice to see you after all these years." She hugged me so tightly.  

"Noah. How's your mom been." I sighed as Darga gave her mom a dirty look.  

"Happy, I hope. She's in a better place now." Mrs. Lee hugged me and apologized for my loss. I nodded as she looked at me and Darga holding hands. She let us in and out a plate full of Meatloaf and Mashed potatoes in front of me. My mouth watered, and my eyes almost did the same. 

"What's wrong hon? You don't like meatloaf? We can always order pizza.." I cut her off by shedding a tear. 

"No. I hadn't had meatloaf in 9 years." I chuckled. "It's been pizza for 9 years straight. Occasionally hotdogs." 

"Where have you been living?" She asked, concerned now. I turn around and show her my jacket as she gasped. 

"They took me in. Been living in their spare closet ever since." 

"Not your dad? He's such a nice guy!" She squealed,  clearly confused.  

"Let's just say abuse isn't nice." Her face showed fear. I sighed as I excused myself to the bathroom. I took their bathroom scissors and automatically cut another line on my back. A line with almost 30 others that count up as many times I have heard someone say my dad is nice. I also add another line, just for pleasure.