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Tough Love Part 94
Seems like all the odds are up against Lyric. &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Chapter 94 Repercussions/A Christmas Kiss/Christmas, 1978 I woke up again with my stomach churning. It was hurting so bad that I was able to ignore my POUNDING headache. All I really remember from this previous night is â??Stop. Goâ?. I faintly remember telling Michael to just leave me there so the next time I threw up, he wouldnâ??t have to worry about helping me out the bed because Iâ??m bruised badly. But we tried using a wastebasket but I almost filled it up halfway, and I didnâ??t want Michael to have to carry that to our big dumpster anymore. This time, though, Iâ??m BEYOND exhausted. Iâ??m surprised my body hasnâ??t broken down on me yet, so I just turn my head to the floor and release a great chunk from myself. Then I feel myself begin to cough. â??Are you alright?â? Michael pats my back, but a lot gentler because he doesnâ??t want the pain to get any worse. â??Yeahâ?¦I just had to cough a little.â? â??Andâ?¦did you just throw up on the floor?â? I looked over it to be sure. â??Yeahâ?¦itâ??s there.â? He only sighed once. Then I saw Michael gets three towels to clean the mess up. â??I tried to hold out on it, but Iâ??m gonna have to turn the fan up higher.â? â??Fine. I can get out. I can nap on the couch.â? After Michael finishes with the towels, he gets the wheel chair so I can sit in it. â??Michael the couch isnâ??t that far away!â? â??I donâ??t want you walking on that foot at all right now. Youâ??re whole body seems as if itâ??s healing.â? So he lays me on the couch. â??Iâ??m really hungry.â? â??â?¦Of course. Well I refuse to give you anything like orange juice. You obviously canâ??t keep what you drunk down last night, so I donâ??t know WHAT to give you other than water.â? â??Just water?â? â??And Iâ??ll give you an over-the-counter stomach medicine if you want.â? â??Oh please Michael!â? I beg him. â??You shouldâ??ve BEEN did that! My stomach doesnâ??t even feel like my OWN anymore. Iâ??m really hurting.â? â??I know.â? He says as he walks off. â??Here.â? Michael puts the pill in my mouth and helps me to slowly swallow it. â??That hurtsâ?¦but for its worth, it should pay off.â? â??Yeah, I hope so,â? he agreed. When I wake up again, I see itâ??s 11:42 A.M. Another thing I saw as I turned around was Michael sitting in-front of me. â??My God, you scared me!â? â??Sorry.â? â??Itâ??s okay.â? â??Itâ??s just that Lyric, I have a question for you.â? â??Yeah?â? I already knew it pertained to that damn party last night. â??HOW did you show up at that party last night? I didnâ??t know he was here.â? I begin to sigh. I knew I had to confess. â??You might as well confess.â? â??Cooper said he had gotâ?¦a seasonal job here, so thatâ??s why heâ??s here. I saw him at a gift shop the first time I went shopping for presents. Thatâ??s when he took me to his placeâ??â? â??Oh GOD!â? â??Nothing like that didnâ??t happen.â? â??Ohâ?¦okay.â? â??But I just sat on his couch while he changed clothes.â? â??WHY would he do that?â? I shrug, but that took some effort. â??Then he played his piano and thatâ??s when he first kissed me.â? Michael just shook his head and reeled from me saying that. â??He gave me his number and sent me on my way.â? â??Does he know where weâ??re staying at?!â? â??NO, noâ?¦I took a cab so he WOULDNâ??T.â? â??Okayâ?¦thatâ??s good, thatâ??s SMART. But what about next?â? â??I would call from a pay phone so he couldnâ??t track our number here.â? â??Andâ?¦.â? â??And the next time I saw himâ?¦I went shopping again.â? Michael just shook his head. â??I remembered about that party he was hosting last night. I wanted deets!â? I knew that answer wasnâ??t justifiable enough. â??But he picked me upâ?¦took me to his place again.â? I didnâ??t want him to cringe again, â??This time he wanted me to go to dinner with him, so I changed into this dress he bought me and we went to T.G.I.F. I went back to his beach house and changed back into my clothes. Then I came home.â? Michael didnâ??t say anything, so when I looked at him, I was scared because he was so zoned out towards the carpet. I do my best to lift his head. â??So you went to this manâ??s house TWICE LYRIC?! TWO TIMES and you didnâ??t THINK that whatever he does to you would affect me TOO?! â??Here I have you on this island when you could be spending it with your family but your dad trusted me enough to have you here.â? He gets up suddenly. â??Lyric this dude could have raped you!â? â??I know thatâ?¦thatâ??s what he was trying to do up in that room.â? I started crying. Before I hide my head in my arms, Michael stood there. Then he finally got on his knees and start to hold me. â??God, Iâ??m sorry Michael! I just wanted to go to the party and be done with it, thatâ??s all. And I was curious at first, but I SWEAR I didnâ??t want to have sex with him.â? I just cry. â??Thatâ??s why I have these scars all on me. You probably canâ??t even look at my face.â? â??Youâ??re beginning to heal.â? I looked at him. Then I shake my head. â??Yes you are. Look.â? Michael hands me the same mirror, and I DID have some progress. â??I guess I need to wear some make-up to hide this.â? Michael looks up at me sheepishly. I just hold my arms out to him and I hug his neck. â??Iâ??m so sorryâ?¦.â? I barely ate though I was hungry. I even washed up around one. â??Iâ??m gonna stop by the store and get us some snacks. Do you TRUTHFULLY think you can handle it Lyric, or do you need to go with me?â? â??Iâ??ll be fine,â? I smiled. Michael stood there once he realized I was getting up from the couch. Once I was standing, he met me halfway, and I hugged him as tight as I could. â??You are beautiful, no matter what.â? Michael says. I smile and a little tear goes down my cheek. Michael lifts my head and gently wipes the tear away. â??You I did my best to bandage you underneath your right eye. I couldnâ??t take seeing that.â? â??I seeâ?¦.But I also noticed something.â? â??What?â? â??You had beat his ass Michael. THATâ??S what Iâ??m talking about!â? â??Hey, hey, enough of that profanity here.â? I wanted to say, â??But I heard you,â? but I didnâ??t. I just give Michael the benefit of the doubt. Then I kiss his cheek. â??Just come back soon. Donâ??t keep me waiting.â? Michael just smiles before I close the door. â??Hey, one thing.â? â??Yeah?â? I ask. â??Weâ??re gonna be heading out late tonightâ?¦to go back to your parents because itâ??s Christmas tomorrow.â? â??Ohâ?¦it surely is.â? I look at my feet. â??And I surely havenâ??t been acting like a Christmas-girl.â? â??But thatâ??s okay. Weâ??ll change that, alright,â? Michael kisses my cheek and walk out. I REALLY donâ??t wanna go home under these circumstances. First off, Iâ??m in a freakinâ?? cast. I feel like my face is torn all up. And the rest of my body has bruises all over them. Plus Iâ??m NOWHERE near mentally when it comes to going back to my parents. I just donâ??t see it. And then since Mom came back, I donâ??t feel ready at all. â??What in the hell are you going to do when you get back?â? I ask myself as I looked in Michaelâ??s bathroom mirror. â??Nothing; I have no idea.â? I honestly tell myself. I go back on my crutches and go in the kitchen. I had a taste for stove top meals, so when I was going to reach for the grease that was in the cabinet over the stove, I saw different bottles of other stuff. I go to grab for one of them. â??Alcoholâ?¦? Was Michael trying to HIDE this from me?â? I look up at the cabinet again. I grab each one one by one. None of them was never open. Thatâ??s good. Then I smile. I was going to put them back upâ?¦but then I saw the Peach Cream again. My smile fades. I remember I donâ??t wanna go home. In fact Iâ??m too EMBARASSED to go back to that place. Maybe justâ?¦one gulp. I tell myself. In fact, Iâ??ll get a glass so I wonâ??t have to drink the whole bottle. So I hobble over to get one and fix myself a little. â??Ahhâ?¦that took care of me.â? My stomach acted like it wanted to spit this tarnishing drink up, but I cover my mouth and FINISH swallowing. Then to feel better for doing that, I fix another. Then to feel better for that one, I repeat myself. But I stop after that wine cooler and put the rest of the bottles up. I sit on the couch again. Then I begin to get mad at Michael. I couldnâ??t believe he was making me go back to a place I DIDNâ??T want to go to! I was sitting on the couch again with my arms folded when Michael walked in. â??Hey, I had gotten some Sugar Babies for you. I know how you can eat the whole box in one settingâ?¦.â? I stared hard at Michael. â??Whatâ??s this about?â? I try to stand up but this time Michael doesnâ??t help me, so I just stay where Iâ??m at. â??Iâ??m in NO condition to go back home, Michael. Iâ??m drunk, bruised the hell up, and I donâ??t FEEL like going. THATâ??S whatâ??s wrong with me.â? â??Waitâ?¦whatâ??s this about drunk?!â? I donâ??t answer him. I actually turn my head, smirk, then roll my eyes. â??Lyric what do you mean?â? I still donâ??t answer. So he walks up to me on the couch though I turn my head away. He holds onto my wrists. â??Blow!â? â??What?!â? â??Blow your breath Lyric. You said you were drinking so blow your breath.â? I roll my eyes then I HARSHLY do it. â??Happy?!â? â??No Iâ??m not HAPPY LYRIC! How are you going to confess to me that you have a drinking problem, then go ahead and start drinking AGAIN? Whatâ??s your problem?!â? â??You!â? I shockingly stand up in Michaelâ??s perspective. â??You wanna know why Iâ??m doing all this?!â? â??DUH!â? â??Because you just wonâ??tâ?¦give inâ?¦you wonâ??t KISS me.â? I lean to his lips, but Michael stops me. â??Stopâ?¦that ainâ??t necessary.â? I donâ??t stop though. â??Lyric STOP!â? Michael grabs my wrists again, but I wriggle them free. I lose my balance, though. â??Lyric!â? But I fall on the floor with my crutches following me as I tried to get ahold of them. â??Lyric, Iâ??m sorry!â? â??Noâ?¦just leave me alone!â? I say as I swat his arms away. â??Leave me here!â? I folded my legs the best I could and cried like a baby. â??Arenâ??t you going to get packed?â? â??Arenâ??t you just gonnaâ?¦leave me alone?â? â??Noâ?¦itâ??s after four and you havenâ??t lifted a THUMB. Get up and go get packed!â? â??DONâ??T tell me what to do Michael!â? â??Then get packed!â? â??No!â? I shake my head. â??The plane is leaving tonight. Those were the only tickets I could secure.â? â??You act like I care!â? â??Huuh,â? Michael sighs. He goes to the phone right by me and picks it up. â??Who are you calling?â? Michael ignores me of course. â??Mother,â? he decides to tell me. â??Fineâ?¦Iâ??ll go pack.â? Michael hangs up and smiles. â??Thank you.â? â??Go to hell.â? I bluntly say. Michael threatened to call his mother on me, but I NEVER promised to pack quickly either. â??Whatâ?¦what are you doing now?â? I was sitting on the bed and I took stuff out my suitcase, but I only filled a corner with my clothes. â??WHEREâ??S my record player?â? â??Huh?â? â??The thing M.J. had given me before we boarded the plane here.â? â??Ohâ?¦I donâ??t know. Didnâ??t you get it out the room before the exterminators closed it up?â? â??Noâ?¦.Yâ??all was basically rushing me â??Lyric, hurry up!â?? â??Young lady, we ainâ??t got all day.â??â? â??We did not say ALL that now.â? â??But you did ask me to hurry.â? â??No I didnâ??t.â? â??I could tell by your eyesâ?¦.But thatâ??s not the point. Where the HELL is IT?!â? â??I told you to shut your trap with all that cussinâ??. Since when do you cuss like that?â? â??Since Iâ??ve been drinking.â? I coldly say. â??Now help me look for it!â? â??Not until you pack the rest of your stuff.â? â??But some of my stuff is trapped in the other room, Michael,â? I sarcastically say. â??Then pack whatâ??s in here, Lyric.â? His tone matched mine. â??Not UNTIL you help me look for it.â? â??Well have you checked your suitcase?â? â??Why do you think itâ??s empty Michael?â? â??I mean I KNOW that. I was hoping youâ??d check it if you were going to empty it.â? Then Michael walks to the side of the bed and begins looking. When I still donâ??t see anything in my suitcase or the bed, I go in the bathroom. When I saw there a tape recorder under the sink, I shriek. â??You find it?â? â??Yeahâ?¦right here,â? I smile. â??Waitâ?¦that might be mine.â? â??What do you mean itâ??s yours? Itâ??s mine!â? then I snatch it from him. â??Then letâ??s play it real quick.â? I heard a funky beat, but it DEFINITELY wasnâ??t â??4 Letter Wordâ?. I shove it to him and stand back up. â??Need help?â? â??Nope, Iâ??m up.â? â??Iâ??m sorry you couldnâ??t find your recorder.â? â??Itâ??s fine.â? It was after eight when Michael told me he had all my medical things packed together and he just about had the bag strap over his shoulder. But he had cooked that stove top meal I was meaning to cook earlier. â??Though I DID enjoy what you had on today, Iâ??m happy you changed your clothes.â? Michael smiles while I teasingly roll my eyes. I had on these tangerine-looking shorts with a black top that had some of my back out. I even had a bandana on. â??How much did you enjoy it Michael?â? He just laughs. â??More than youâ??ll ever know.â? But now I have on a simple shirt, sweat pants, and a shoe on my right foot since the left was still healing. â??Weâ??ll be back Lyricâ?¦youâ??ll see this house sooner than you think.â? â??How soon?â? â??The next day after Christmas.â? I look at him quizzically. â??So you could enjoy your trip here as much as possible, but still be able to spend some time in California as well.â? â??You planned all of this out?â? He just shrugs. â??Now letâ??s catch this plane, Lyr.â? I look at Michael again and smile before kissing his cheek again. He just smiles and helps me get in the limo. The ride to the airport was a quiet one. There was no apple cider this time. I just laid my head on his chest and sat underneath him as he looked out the window. But at the same time, Michael would comfortingly rub my arm. Once we got the airport, we went through the same procedure we went through before. I even called Mom and Dad so they would know we were about to board the plane. Michael told us we would get to my house at about seven, so thatâ??s about a thirty minute ride from the airport, which would be six-thirty. And we would get to the airport a little after five Iâ??m sure. This meant Michael signed us up for the two oâ??clock slot. After Michael and I had bordered the plane, we sat in the back by the flight attendant because of my leg. I sat by the aisle this time. But I had asked him why he chose this time as well. â??I wanted to surprise your parents by just showing up.â? â??They didnâ??t know we were going to be there at seven?â? â??Not unless you told themâ?¦.â? I shrug. â??But that was probably the right thing to do. It was pretty stupid of me to have us fly over water, then something bad happen and itâ??d be my fault that your parents didnâ??t even KNOW.â? â??And Iâ??m the cripple! But yepâ?¦you gotta do better next time Chief.â? He just giggles and kisses my nose. Though I look away with a smile, I was wishing Michael would give me more than just a kiss on the face or the nose. I wanted to feel the â??zingâ? through our lips to be quite frank. I donâ??t remember eating any of the planeâ??s food because I had fallen asleep within an hour. â??You need to get up sleepyhead.â? â??I canâ??t get out like this. I still have bruises on my body.â? â??Are they getting better from the last Iâ??ve checked.â? â??Yes but Iâ??m still sore.â? â??Of course.â? We were walking towards the airport when I say, â??You know Michael, I canâ??t remember if we had a mistletoe in our place.â? â??Oh thereâ??s one right there young lady,â? this old man directs me. â??Thank you sir.â? â??No problem.â? â??Soâ?¦â? I say as we approach it. Michael leans down and I lean up as our lips touch. We stayed like this for a while it seemed. But then we began hearing cheering and clapping. I just look away and began to giggle. â??A Christmas kiss,â? that same older man says with a smile. Thatâ??s when it became clear it was HIM who was doing the cheering and clapping. â??Are you ready to get out of here?â? Michael asks. â??Noâ?¦weâ??re leaving the place of our Christmas kiss.â? â??If you sayso.â? He says as he leads us to the same Mercedes heâ??s driven us in countless times. When we got to my house, I just held my breath for a second. â??Ready to go in?â? I face Michael. â??Not really,â? I smile. But he gets out the car and holds the crutches for me as Iâ??m getting out. â??Noâ?¦I wanna show them I can walk on my own.â? â??Sure enough,â? Michael shrugs. So as I open the door, I see that the downstairs looks spotless other than presents under the tree. Santa had already. I knew because I saw certain gifts unwrapped and those were the ones that everyone had asked for. â??Mom? Dad?â? I even peeked in the kitchen and checked twice, but it was SPOTLESS, so I went to the foot of the stairs. Somethingâ??s not right, I started thinking. Thatâ??s when I heard it. That UGLY noise that makes my spine curl upâ?¦ Bed springs and a squeaky sound. Without thinking, I ran upstairs and I could hear it even louder. With a tear in each of my eye, I ran to his roomâ?¦Dadâ??s room. His door was only cracked open, but I still saw her back as it was moving in rhythm. I just screamed out as I stood there in disbelief. â??Lyricâ?¦.Lyric?!â? Dad shouts out, but I just stand there until I see him fling Mom off of him. Then he grabs the bed sheet and covers himself with it as he runs out the bed, thatâ??s when I ran downstairs as fast as I could. I kept hearing Dadâ?¦well now CLARENCE to me, call my name and tell me to come back. As soon as I saw Michael, he looked pitifully confused, but soon after, he saw Clarence in the bed sheet and quickly understood. As I grabbed Michaelâ??s arm, I was trying to get us outside but Dad shouts my name one final time. â??WHAT?!â? â??Look honeyâ?¦we can explain this. Just sit down first so we can talk about this.â? I just shook my head as he was talkinâ?? all this bafoolarey (ba-fool-uh-ree A.K.A. â??foolishnessâ?) to me. â??How could you do this to US?! She was only suppose to be a visitor!â? â??Lyric baby, Iâ??m sorry. Just sit on the couch so we can explain.â? â??Explain my black ass!â? â??Whoa, whoa now I ainâ??t gonna have that!â? Angela chirps up. She had threw on a tank top and some shorts but her hair was still noticeably messed-up. â??Oh go to HELL!â? I shout at her next. These two bimbos just gasp and look at each other as I turn away and grab Michaelâ??s arm. When we get to the car, he just pulls away from the drive way. While he was quiet, I just cry. â??I was going to go to take you to my place, is that alright with you?â? I just nod. â??Okay,â? he clamps down on my hand, but that still doesnâ??t make me feel much better. &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& How are you likinâ?? so far? I had gotten the idea about Lyric being grumpy and the clothes she was wearing the day after the party from the movie â??Monsterâ??s Ballâ?, which Halle wears towards the beginning of the movie. -Aariyan.
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