The Color Purple~Chapter 9&10

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The Color Purple~Chapter 9&10

December 23 2011 / BrunoMarsLuver

I called my grandmother and told her and then bought my plane tickets for later that day. I started packing my things when the door was opened and slammed closed causing the pictures on the wall to shake. "Oh hey Kassandra! Thanks for letting me know your leaving! Thanks for the heads up!" "Oh yeah!? Well thanks for letting me know you wanted to just be 'best friends!' Oh, and thanks for telling Melody that instead of me!" We both got quiet. We've never yelled at each other like this before. "Kass, I needed a females point of view and she was the first person that popped into my mind." "I don't care about that. Are you leading me on?" "You've led me on ever since we've met!" "What!? I didn't lead you on. I always wanted to be more than just friends. But you always brought the 'just best friends' thing up and that really gave me the confidence booster! That always let me know you never thought of me like that. It always killed me inside." "I thought you didn't care. You never told me or anyone-" "Wrong. I told Phred and Eric. They swore not to tell." "Why?" "Because like you said, we're just best friends." "But that's what I thought you thought! You're so hard to figure out. Your so shady and mysterious that I could never tell!" "Well you want the truth, ever since I walked into the studio wearing that stupid purple dress I hate, completely drenched, I fell for you. You were so amazing and talented. You always knew the right things to say and you made me feel confident and good about myself. I never, ever thought you would like me because, look at me. I'm 5'4 and 115 pounds. I'm not a model and I'm just me. Then you kept bring the best friends thing up so I knew you didn't see me as more so I gave up. Phred and Eric figured it out first. They promised to keep it quiet and they did. Now you tell me, are you leading me on?" He grew silent and stared at his feet. With every passing second I died a little. I just needed a yes or no. That's it. "I don't know." I nodded my head; I should've known. "How long are you going to be gone?" He finally asked. "I don't know. I just want to get away from my life. From every thing and everyone." Someone pounded on my door. I threw my clothes down and answered it. A woman with I vaguely recognized came stomping in. "Bruno where were you?! I woke up and you were gone! You promised me you would finish what we started last night!" "What!?" My heart dropped to my stomach. "Jada! What are you doing here?!" "What's going on Peter?" I ask shaikly. "Nothing Kass." "Bruno come on let's go we have to finish!" "Finish what?" I was scared now. I didn't know what they were talking but it didn't sound good. "What are you guys talking about." "Nothing Kassandra! Jada get out!" "But I want you-" "Both of you get out! Just go screw each other and get out!" He grabbed her arm and jerked her towards the door. He shoved her out and slammed the door in her face. "Kassie listen, I had a lot on my mind and I was drunk. I didn't want it to happen but she just forced me into it." "Oh so you had a lot on your mind? So that's it? Bruno I have so much more on my mind than you could ever imagine and I don't go around screwing people! Get out! Just go!" "Kass please-" He walked closer to me and I reached out and slapped him twice. I gasped, shocked that I had even dared to do something like that. His eyes were closed and he rubbed his jaw where it was turning red. He sighed loudly and walked away. He slammed the door behind him and I ran back into my room. Why? Why me? Why now? Why? Why do the bad things always have to happen to me? Why can't I have a single relationship that lasts? Why is my life falling apart? I grew lightheaded and my stomach started flip flopping. I ran into the bathroom and puked my guts up. I threw my fists down on the tiled floor and tried to calm down. I can't take stress. I just can't take it. I stood up and brushed my teeth and finished packing. I took a cab to the airport and went through security. I sat down and stared outside until they called my flight number. I bordered and sat alone by the window. Part of me was afraid of leaving. I didn't know what I'd find or what I'd do in Italy. I've never really left the city like this before. I didn't even know if I was going to come back. I just needed a break from reality. Maybe I would go and party my heart out until I got bored of it and come back. Maybe I would find myself. I don't know. I was just scared, no, I was beyond scared. I was terrified. I just wanted everything to make sense again. I just wanted my life back. I don't care if I have to sacrifice everything and live on the streets. I want my life back.

Our plane landed and I started shaking. I took my duffel bags and my back pack and walked into the terminal. I looked around until I saw her gray wiry hair and her stooped over figure. Beside her was a woman who looked to be a little older than me. Tears streamed down my face. I wanted to run. To scream. To hug her. I wanted to kill myself and her. I swallowed hard and I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything. My heart was pounding in my ears as they walked forward. "You've grown up baby. You've changed so much. I'm so sorry." I shook my head. "When were you planning on telling me you were still alive? Did you just run away or did you really escape? Please tell me. I want to know how you pulled something off I could barely do myself." "I..I...um..it's...I ran away." "Oh, well that's okay 'mom' I can raise myself. Don't worry. I was able to figure out life by myself. I came here to get away from my life and drama, not bring up old memories." She looked hurt. Her big blue eyes that I had once loved weren't sparkling, they were dull. Bags under her eyes were the only color on her face. "Nana, I just want to sleep. Can you please take me home?" Her green eyes sparkled. "Oh course darling. You look sick, let's go and get you some Italian food. That'll cheer you up." I nodded and we drove to her house in silence. I watched the beautiful scenery go by until we pulled up to an old villa style house. She wobbled out of her house and yelled something in Italian to a man who was stooped over working in the garden. He stood up and nodded his head. "Kassandra!" I ran over to where my grandmother was standing. "Kassandra this is my handyman, Denali. This is my granddaughter Kassandra." He smiled showing off perfect white teeth and dimples. His black hair was short and spiked up. His green eyes twinkled. "Hi." I waved and followed my grandmother inside. The aroma of homemade pizza filled the air and my stomach grumbled. "Do you need help?" "I don't need any, of your help." I stomped up the stairs and took the last room that was empty. I set my bags down and called Jasmine. Thankfully her voicemail answered and I asked her to take care of Bandit and my apartment while I was gone. I turned my phone off and sighed. I laid on my pillow and closed my eyes.

*

"Kassandra? Wake up." "No. Leave me alone to die." Denali sighed loudly and sat on the edge of my bed. This had became routine. He would come up here to try and wake me up and get me out of bed but he would always give up. "I'm not going to leave you up here to die because then I'll have to clean everything up." I glared at him and rolled over. "Please Kassandra? Your grandmother what's me to show you around. It's part of my job now." "I can look after myself. I'm not 2!" He stood up and I smiled to myself. Another win for me. Wrong. He pulled the sheets back and I screamed. He pulled my feet and threw me over his shoulder. "Put me down!" He carried me into the bathroom and set me down. "You haven't ate anything in 3 days." I looked at my reflection. I had paled and the only color on my face were the purple bags under my eyes. "So? You know nothing about me!" "Maybe I don't. But I do know laying about and crying about isn't going to get you anywhere." "I wasn't crying!" "Kassandra your eyes are bloodshot, you've been crying. We're leaving in 15 minutes. Get dressed." "What if I don't?" "Your going to be walking about in your pajamas then." He walked out and I sighed. Who does he think he is?! Figuring I didn't have much of a choice I got dressed. I changed into an orange shirt that said 'Bite Me' and hung off my shoulder. I slid on a pair of black denim shorts that had been ripped. I grabbed my flip flops and brushed my hair and braided it. I pinned my bangs to the side and walked downstairs where he was waiting for me. "Happy?" He smiled and we got into his Jeep. We drove into town in silence. He parked by an ice cream shop. "Let's go." I got out and we walked inside. Him and a man started babbling in Italian until he said my name. "Kassandra this is Dante. He's one of my good friends." "Hi." He nodded his head and smiled. "What can I get you two?" Denali ordered something and I just said I'd have the same. He paid and took our cones. We walked outside and started walking towards the beach. I took a few licks of the whatever I had to make him not say anything. "This way." He took my hand and led me down an alleyway that was connected to an overhang. "Welcome....to Italy." "Oh wow." The ocean was crashing against the rocks below us. The sun was hitting the clear water making it shine just so. For the first time in awhile, I smiled. It actually felt weird smiling. "This is amazing Denali!" He stood beside me and leaned against the railing. "Are you glad you came now?" "........maybe." "Your looking better. You don't look like your half dead." "Jerk!" I smacked his arm and continued licking my ice cream. "We should probably get back." "Thanks for dragging me out of my bed today." He chuckled. "Your welcome." We drove back to my grandmothers in silence again. He started walking towards the beach. "Where are you going?" "A swim. Want to join me?" "Sure." I ran inside and up to my room. I changed into my favorite black bikini and opened my door. I froze

and glared at my mother. "Hi." I brushed past her and ran outside. He was waiting by the shore, wearing only his swim shorts. "Is it cold." "A little." I walked in a screamed. "It's freezing! I'm not getting in there!" "Yes you are." He threw my over his shoulder and started walking in. "Denali no! Please no! It's too cold for me!" "Too bad." He threw me in and the coldness took my breath away. "Denali that's not funny! That's cold!" I clung to his arm and shivered. "I'm getting out." He grabbed my arm and held me back. "First tell me something." "What!" "Do you have a boyfriend?" "Ye....no, I don't know. Why?" He pulled me into him and kissed me

on December 23 2011

I called my grandmother and told her and then bought my plane tickets for later that day. I started packing my things when the door was opened and slammed closed causing the pictures on the wall to shake. "Oh hey Kassandra! Thanks for letting me know your leaving! Thanks for the heads up!" "Oh yeah!? Well thanks for letting me know you wanted to just be 'best friends!' Oh, and thanks for telling Melody that instead of me!" We both got quiet. We've never yelled at each other like this before. "Kass, I needed a females point of view and she was the first person that popped into my mind." "I don't care about that. Are you leading me on?" "You've led me on ever since we've met!" "What!? I didn't lead you on. I always wanted to be more than just friends. But you always brought the 'just best friends' thing up and that really gave me the confidence booster! That always let me know you never thought of me like that. It always killed me inside." "I thought you didn't care. You never told me or anyone-" "Wrong. I told Phred and Eric. They swore not to tell." "Why?" "Because like you said, we're just best friends." "But that's what I thought you thought! You're so hard to figure out. Your so shady and mysterious that I could never tell!" "Well you want the truth, ever since I walked into the studio wearing that stupid purple dress I hate, completely drenched, I fell for you. You were so amazing and talented. You always knew the right things to say and you made me feel confident and good about myself. I never, ever thought you would like me because, look at me. I'm 5'4 and 115 pounds. I'm not a model and I'm just me. Then you kept bring the best friends thing up so I knew you didn't see me as more so I gave up. Phred and Eric figured it out first. They promised to keep it quiet and they did. Now you tell me, are you leading me on?" He grew silent and stared at his feet. With every passing second I died a little. I just needed a yes or no. That's it. "I don't know." I nodded my head; I should've known. "How long are you going to be gone?" He finally asked. "I don't know. I just want to get away from my life. From every thing and everyone." Someone pounded on my door. I threw my clothes down and answered it. A woman with I vaguely recognized came stomping in. "Bruno where were you?! I woke up and you were gone! You promised me you would finish what we started last night!" "What!?" My heart dropped to my stomach. "Jada! What are you doing here?!" "What's going on Peter?" I ask shaikly. "Nothing Kass." "Bruno come on let's go we have to finish!" "Finish what?" I was scared now. I didn't know what they were talking but it didn't sound good. "What are you guys talking about." "Nothing Kassandra! Jada get out!" "But I want you-" "Both of you get out! Just go screw each other and get out!" He grabbed her arm and jerked her towards the door. He shoved her out and slammed the door in her face. "Kassie listen, I had a lot on my mind and I was drunk. I didn't want it to happen but she just forced me into it." "Oh so you had a lot on your mind? So that's it? Bruno I have so much more on my mind than you could ever imagine and I don't go around screwing people! Get out! Just go!" "Kass please-" He walked closer to me and I reached out and slapped him twice. I gasped, shocked that I had even dared to do something like that. His eyes were closed and he rubbed his jaw where it was turning red. He sighed loudly and walked away. He slammed the door behind him and I ran back into my room. Why? Why me? Why now? Why? Why do the bad things always have to happen to me? Why can't I have a single relationship that lasts? Why is my life falling apart? I grew lightheaded and my stomach started flip flopping. I ran into the bathroom and puked my guts up. I threw my fists down on the tiled floor and tried to calm down. I can't take stress. I just can't take it. I stood up and brushed my teeth and finished packing. I took a cab to the airport and went through security. I sat down and stared outside until they called my flight number. I bordered and sat alone by the window. Part of me was afraid of leaving. I didn't know what I'd find or what I'd do in Italy. I've never really left the city like this before. I didn't even know if I was going to come back. I just needed a break from reality. Maybe I would go and party my heart out until I got bored of it and come back. Maybe I would find myself. I don't know. I was just scared, no, I was beyond scared. I was terrified. I just wanted everything to make sense again. I just wanted my life back. I don't care if I have to sacrifice everything and live on the streets. I want my life back.

Our plane landed and I started shaking. I took my duffel bags and my back pack and walked into the terminal. I looked around until I saw her gray wiry hair and her stooped over figure. Beside her was a woman who looked to be a little older than me. Tears streamed down my face. I wanted to run. To scream. To hug her. I wanted to kill myself and her. I swallowed hard and I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything. My heart was pounding in my ears as they walked forward. "You've grown up baby. You've changed so much. I'm so sorry." I shook my head. "When were you planning on telling me you were still alive? Did you just run away or did you really escape? Please tell me. I want to know how you pulled something off I could barely do myself." "I..I...um..it's...I ran away." "Oh, well that's okay 'mom' I can raise myself. Don't worry. I was able to figure out life by myself. I came here to get away from my life and drama, not bring up old memories." She looked hurt. Her big blue eyes that I had once loved weren't sparkling, they were dull. Bags under her eyes were the only color on her face. "Nana, I just want to sleep. Can you please take me home?" Her green eyes sparkled. "Oh course darling. You look sick, let's go and get you some Italian food. That'll cheer you up." I nodded and we drove to her house in silence. I watched the beautiful scenery go by until we pulled up to an old villa style house. She wobbled out of her house and yelled something in Italian to a man who was stooped over working in the garden. He stood up and nodded his head. "Kassandra!" I ran over to where my grandmother was standing. "Kassandra this is my handyman, Denali. This is my granddaughter Kassandra." He smiled showing off perfect white teeth and dimples. His black hair was short and spiked up. His green eyes twinkled. "Hi." I waved and followed my grandmother inside. The aroma of homemade pizza filled the air and my stomach grumbled. "Do you need help?" "I don't need any, of your help." I stomped up the stairs and took the last room that was empty. I set my bags down and called Jasmine. Thankfully her voicemail answered and I asked her to take care of Bandit and my apartment while I was gone. I turned my phone off and sighed. I laid on my pillow and closed my eyes.

"Kassandra? Wake up." "No. Leave me alone to die." Denali sighed loudly and sat on the edge of my bed. This had became routine. He would come up here to try and wake me up and get me out of bed but he would always give up. "I'm not going to leave you up here to die because then I'll have to clean everything up." I glared at him and rolled over. "Please Kassandra? Your grandmother what's me to show you around. It's part of my job now." "I can look after myself. I'm not 2!" He stood up and I smiled to myself. Another win for me. Wrong. He pulled the sheets back and I screamed. He pulled my feet and threw me over his shoulder. "Put me down!" He carried me into the bathroom and set me down. "You haven't ate anything in 3 days." I looked at my reflection. I had paled and the only color on my face were the purple bags under my eyes. "So? You know nothing about me!" "Maybe I don't. But I do know laying about and crying about isn't going to get you anywhere." "I wasn't crying!" "Kassandra your eyes are bloodshot, you've been crying. We're leaving in 15 minutes. Get dressed." "What if I don't?" "Your going to be walking about in your pajamas then." He walked out and I sighed. Who does he think he is?! Figuring I didn't have much of a choice I got dressed. I changed into an orange shirt that said 'Bite Me' and hung off my shoulder. I slid on a pair of black denim shorts that had been ripped. I grabbed my flip flops and brushed my hair and braided it. I pinned my bangs to the side and walked downstairs where he was waiting for me. "Happy?" He smiled and we got into his Jeep. We drove into town in silence. He parked by an ice cream shop. "Let's go." I got out and we walked inside. Him and a man started babbling in Italian until he said my name. "Kassandra this is Dante. He's one of my good friends." "Hi." He nodded his head and smiled. "What can I get you two?" Denali ordered something and I just said I'd have the same. He paid and took our cones. We walked outside and started walking towards the beach. I took a few licks of the whatever I had to make him not say anything. "This way." He took my hand and led me down an alleyway that was connected to an overhang. "Welcome....to Italy." "Oh wow." The ocean was crashing against the rocks below us. The sun was hitting the clear water making it shine just so. For the first time in awhile, I smiled. It actually felt weird smiling. "This is amazing Denali!" He stood beside me and leaned against the railing. "Are you glad you came now?" "........maybe." "Your looking better. You don't look like your half dead." "Jerk!" I smacked his arm and continued licking my ice cream. "We should probably get back." "Thanks for dragging me out of my bed today." He chuckled. "Your welcome." We drove back to my grandmothers in silence again. He started walking towards the beach. "Where are you going?" "A swim. Want to join me?" "Sure." I ran inside and up to my room. I changed into my favorite black bikini and opened my door. I froze

and glared at my mother. "Hi." I brushed past her and ran outside. He was waiting by the shore, wearing only his swim shorts. "Is it cold." "A little." I walked in a screamed. "It's freezing! I'm not getting in there!" "Yes you are." He threw my over his shoulder and started walking in. "Denali no! Please no! It's too cold for me!" "Too bad." He threw me in and the coldness took my breath away. "Denali that's not funny! That's cold!" I clung to his arm and shivered. "I'm getting out." He grabbed my arm and held me back. "First tell me something." "What!" "Do you have a boyfriend?" "Ye....no, I don't know. Why?" He pulled me into him and kissed me

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