Chapter 3: Charlotte's Web
Hey-o sorry for the long wait, I had a bit more trouble putting the story into words, but no matter I hope you guys enjoy.
Warning: No longer smut with a plot, but a plot with eventual smut. It's a slooowww burrrn.
If you're interested please check out the other chapters.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2
Word count: 1,137
Plan: Runt and I friendship. This will be the present
I messaged runt, that triggers going back thank you
“Wooahh, PAL! O-M-G , not you ripping your hands out like I’m the one who grabbed you.” The utter audacity to be clutching his pearls right now. The nerve-
“Wher’ you from? You sorta sound funny.’” The girl smiles at me amusingly. This is the most interesting thing to happen yet.
“Me? I sound funny??” I couldn’t help but feel taken aback by the suggestion. Of course, it didn’t occur to me that when your parents decide to up and move to the middle of nowhere Ireland, that you become the
funny sounding one.
“Ummm-I totally just moved here from Los Angeles. You know, City of Angels and famous people? Like I met Angelina Jolie at this restaurant, she’s soooo cool. She even hugged me!” Meeting the latest hottest actress in Hollywood is a teenage dream, an honor!! I’ve never not seen another girl be impressed, and yet the awkwardness was deafening. Was it the accent or did she honestly not care? Not even a disbelieving remark! I would’ve left under any other circumstances-obvs this wasn’t my crowd, but without much thought and just as suddenly
“Wanna be friends?” Left my mouth.
and “Ok?” left hers. That was a shock to the blue-eyed guy, who’s face was a mixture of horror, shock, betrayal, and amazement. If I knew then what I knew now then I would’ve felt the same way.
“What’s your name by the way?”
“Runt-” The girl said eagerly.
“Runt? Like the pig-”
“No-That’s Pig.” She points to the guy who’s still in shock “and I’m Runt”
“Ohh ok?” I’m sure my face said ‘Dafuq is going on here?’
“Oh this kinda reminds me of the book ‘Charlotte’s Web’ cause of the pigs, you know? Oooo that would be so funny if you called me spider.” I meant it as a joke, but at that very moment I had been accepted into the delinquent’s circle.
“Alright! Spider it is, ya?”
Stumbling cross the threshold from the hot sticky night to the familiar air-conditioned peace is comforting and strange. Although, I’m finally home this shadow looms over me, seeing him again…I never thought-
I fall back on the door, allowing myself to slump down to the floor.
‘4 years- It’s been that long since I met Runt and Pig?’ Honestly that day was such a blur.
I still remember when my parents first told me we were moving to a godforsaken place called Ireland. I was laying on my bed, flipping through the bible-‘Cosmopolitan’ while listening to Mariah Carey play on the radio.
“What’s sexy now: Try it, Taste it, Grab it, Ride it???-What’s Reese Witherspoon revealing?” Reese always looked like an innocent cherub, but as she posed in her white skin tight dress against that red background I wasn’t so sure that was true. “Maybe she’s riding it.” laughing to myself.
“Excuse me?” I hadn’t heard my mother come in, but that’s probably because she didn’t knock. “Didn’t your father and I discuss that there would be no ‘Cosmopolitan’?”
“It isn’t that bad, it actually has some great stuff. Plus sex isn’t-”
“Don’t you say another word-we’ll deal with this…later. Right now, your father and I have something we need to discuss with you, come down.” She turns on her heel only to quickly return.
“and bring that trash with you.” She looks at the magazine like it’s a feral dog ready to corrupt my soul. Sex rabies. “Guess we both aren’t innocent, hmm Reese.”
Who knew it was going to be the end of the world.
“Why are we moving there, where even is that?” My voice raising at this obviously world-ending news.
“Ireland, it’s part of Europe and you better lower your tone ” My mother’s voice is a warning, but my father interjects.
“It’s a business opportunity, one, I plan on using to my full advantage. I don’t have to explain myself, but this collaboration is once-in-a-lifetime-”
“My whole life is here, my friends-”
“It’s not a question! This is important to your father, and right now-the way you’re acting-it’s very selfish. Here your father is trying to provide a good life for us, and what are you doing? being dramatic. Thinking about me-me-me.” She taps the table for emphasis.
“You’ll be starting school at the end of August, just like here.-” My father adds.
“But-”
“It’s not a discussion, we are telling you we have 2 weeks to get this house packed. You have enough time to say your goodbyes and exchange contacts with your friends. Right now though, we want you to start on your room.” He finishes with the drop of his knife and fork on the table.
There’s nothing worse than being told to jump and having to jump, not out of love or loyalty but because ‘They said so’. They AMBUSHED me, and all I could do is look between them, mouth agape, and then stomp my way pass Reese in the garbage. It was decided whether I liked it or not, and then they call me selfish.
God, I wonder what would’ve happened had they not dragged me to that town in the middle of nowhere Ireland. I hate thinking about them, they wanted a pet, it’s too bad I was a girl.
The ceiling is spinning now, and I can’t tell the difference between a hangover and reliving the past.
I can’t help but laugh at how fast girls can go from strangers to besties. We became inseparable, hanging out everyday, even when school started. Me and pig, though, that was a rocky start.
“I should message Runt, tell her what-”
Beep-Beep Beep-Beep
My Nokia screen lights up
Runt: “U up?”
We can always tell what’s up before either of us say anything.
Me: “Yea. Jus wz about 2 message u. Gues who I saw @ da club? jus now”
Runt: “Who?”
She knows, she just wants me to say it.
Me: “Pig.”
Runt: “Pig”
It beeps at the same time, and now I don’t know what to say
Me: “Did u know he wz out?”
Runt: “Yea…”
I already knew she knew, I just wanted her to say she knew. Still though, there’s the twisting in my stomach that I just can’t explain.
Runt: “I didnt tell him u wer bck tho.”
That I believe. She wouldn’t do that to me-I mean she was there.
Me: “yea, yk pig the best.”
Runt: “Ig. I miss u hun. wanna hang 2day???”
Me:”Yea grl, after work let’s go 2 that pub. miss u 2.”
Runt: “kk. c ya soon <3”
Me: “<3 ;)”
4 years has passed, but in the world of delinquents time stands still. How long have I been here? I really should’ve said Alice.
