Her Savior

Chapter 3

Angel

"Angel!" My mom burst her way into my room. I jumped at the intrusion. I had just finished getting ready for school. She looked very mad. "What the hell am I doing getting calls from your damn school for huh?"

"Mama I don't-"

"Showing up late every day, skipping classes, and your grades are slipping? Girl what the hell has gotten into you?" She glared at me while I just stood there with my head down. "It's that boy isn't it?"

I snapped my head up. "No mama-"

"Yes the hell it is! You were never like this until he came into the picture."

"It's not mom," I tried to reason.

"Then who the hell is it? When you and Lynn were friends I never had to worry about this. You're trying me Angel. You really are. Keep trying me and watch. You won't like the ending result." She slammed my room door shut as she stormed out.

I sighed and sat on my bed. I couldn't tell my mom he really is the reason I've been acting out. Can you blame me? I’ve had the biggest crush on him for years and I finally got him. Me? A plain girl in a sea of many others who want nothing more to be close to him the same way I am. I got everything I wanted. The guy, the looks, the friends and the popularity. I got it all. So what if there were some regulations I had to abide by? It’s all worth it right?

Being a popular meant you have to have style. Latest name brands only. I had a decent sense of style before but DJ said I have to wear name brands like him and the rest of the popular people. He bought me a bunch of outfits to start me off but I had to continue it. Both of my parents have decent jobs. My mom owned her own beauty shop and my dad was an accountant. I get a small allowance each week but not enough to keep up with the DJ lifestyle.

Since my parents were separated my dad sends me money every week, as a lackluster way of not being that involved in my life. When mom found out I was spending it all on abstract things she made my dad stop. So I had to follow desperate measures. I began stealing. I was nervous at first but now I'm a pro. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing.

Another regulation was appearance. Not only did I have to dress good but I had to look good. I had to get used to makeup. Something I'd never thought I would get into. Lynn and I used to talk about how we wouldn't become one of those females. No offense to the ones that did wear makeup. We just didn’t find it appealing to spend so much time putting on pounds of makeup. A lot of things changed.

But the most important regulation I had to abide by was weight. There’s no such thing as fat popular people. So I went on a strict diet and exercised all the time. My body tried to reject it but I wouldn't let it. I have to stay perfect for him.

I sighed and got up. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs. I grabbed an apple and took a bite out of it. My stomach gurgled painfully. I ignored it and checked the time. School started in about thirty minutes. I texted DJ and waited. One thing I noticed about him was how he doesn't text back that quickly. Like he'd have his phone in his hand and not text back right away. He'd purposely wait a few minutes to answer. So I wasn't surprised when it took him ten minutes to reply to me. By the time he gave me a straight answer on whether or not he was giving me a ride, school had already started.

I sat on the porch and thought back on some things. Maelynn and I were best friends once upon a time ago. We did everything together. We were almost like twins. Loved the same things, same food, we even planned on going to school together in the future. We were going to get married on the same day, have our kids grow up to be the best of friends. Everything. But then one day DJ noticed me and everything changed. I heard a car and knew it was DJ. When he came to a stop I got up and headed for the car.

I admit DJ wasn't what I hoped and pictured he'd be. I always imagined he put on an asshole front to hide his soft and gentle side. But I was made aware that wasn’t the case. But he was better than nobody. A lot came with dating him and I’m not ready to give up any of it. I'm better off having him than Lynn. She only brought my social status down like he always told me.

In school it was the norm. We were seen together and stared at in envy. I mingled with my new group of friends. Everything was good. We gossiped and messed with Lynn. DJ started it and I guess I kind of got into too along the way. I’m a popular now so I have to do what they do to not be excluded. If you think about it, she only does this to herself. I mean, if she would lose that extra weight and actually did something with her wardrobe she wouldn't be such an easy target. She wasn’t ugly in the face particularly so if she would update her style and lose all the extra meat, she’d make a decent looking person.

"Fat people are really just a waste," I said loud enough for her to hear in civics. "I mean seriously, all you do is sit around and eat. So unattractive. I mean how can you wake up every day, look in the mirror, and be okay with what you see?"

"No one and I mean NO ONE will want a fat b***h," Janice, my closest friend in the group, said laughing. We all joined her.

"Y'all check out them shoes," Crystal pointed and laughed. "I bet those piggy’s are squealing from suffocation."

"Piggy’s? Try hogs," I laughed. Lynn was gripping her pen as she wrote down her notes. It’s not like it’s a lie. She had some fat feet that I’m sure aren’t comfortable in those beat up shoes of hers. "Trust honey, you have more things to worry about than notes. Like figuring out where your mother went." We laughed at the fallen look on her face. It felt like something stab me when I said that.

What the hell?! Why would you say that? My self-conscious chastised.

What? It's the truth. "Did your dad leave you yet?" We all snickered. "I would leave too if my daughter turned out to be a useless fat piece of-"

"f**k you Angel!" she shouted. It surprised all of us. She never says anything back to us. No one does. "At least my father never had to question if I was his daughter or not." The bell rang and she got up and stormed out. My mouth fell when she said that. No one was supposed to know about that. I can't believe she just said that to me.

"Damn Angel," Janice said. "You're going to let her get away with that?"

"Hell no. That fat b***h is going to pay," I growled. I’m popular now, she can’t do or say whatever the hell she wants. She’s nobody. She’s going to pay dearly for that little comment.