(un)lucky Number thirteen by Missy (reading a book .txt) 📕

a girl for your info… come lets go,” I said running down the stairs laughing. River followed behind me and we raced outside. River made it their first and he started to laugh, and I nudged him with my hip, and sat down in the grass looking at the fire. Zane, tony, and river where know on the trampoline screwing around and doing flips. I started to laugh and some of their failed attempts. Mark and Dylan sat across from me chilling and catching up. I looked into the fire, and caught eye contact with Mark, and he turned red and looked away… I guess he remembered about that first kiss thing…. I sighed and leaned against a log, and stretched my legs out in front of me and gazed into the fire.
“ Maybe her feet will get caught on fire,” I heard Dylan say. I rolled my eyes, and shook my head. I haven’t seen Dylan in a couple of years. Usually he would come out during holidays, and breaks but I would always be there and he was always a jerk. Especially after my parents died. I felt something hot touch my foot and I saw Dylan blowing the ashes of the fire on my bare legs. I moved my legs and stood up.
“ Do you ever grow up!” I shouted at him. He and Mark looked up at me, and I rolled my eyes, and walked away from them. I looked at the boys on the trampoline, and made my way inside. River saw heading inside and he gave me a sad look.
“ RIVER!” a voice screeched that made my skin crawl and Goosebumps erupted all over my body. I turned around and saw river laying on the ground passed out. It was like slow motion. His neck was bent to the side, and he just laid there. Everyone ran over to him, and then I saw Zane calling the cops. It was all too unreal. I stood there and watched as everyone was freaking out.
A few minutes later the ambulance was there and hauling River into the truck and they left with him. I felt someone tug on my arm and I looked up at Zane.
“ What happened to him?” I whispered.
“ he fell on the trampoline and got his neck stuck in a whole and his whole neck cracked, he fell and then passed out. Come on where going to the hospital. Get into the truck,” he said all too fast. I just stood there and Zane grabbed my arm and we ran to the truck. The ride there was quite and I sat in the back next to Zane and tony when mark and Dylan sat in the front. When we got to the hospital we had to wait in the waiting room. I sat on the chair and brought my knees up to my chest, and tony and mark where freaking out because that was their brother. Zane was like not even mentally there, and I didn’t bother to look at Dylan. We sat there for hours, and I kept my eyes on a small speck on the wall and never tore my eyes away from that spot.
“ Mr. Tristan?” I heard the doctor say. Mark stood up and nodded his head.
“ Well, River will be fine. He sprained his neck, and he got a concussion, but he will live and be fine,” The doctor smiled. I heard Mark sigh, and everyone else loosened up and stood up.
“ Can we see him?” Mark said. The doctor nodded his head, and all of the boys quickly got up and made their way to see River. After a few minutes I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulder, and I put my feet down and walked towards the room to see River. Someone stopped in front of me and I saw Dylan standing there.
“ where are you going?” he hissed.
“ Im going to see river,” I said tired and not wanting to fight right know.
“ it’s family only,” he said coming closer to me and backing me up with his body I sighed and looked at him.
“ I might not be blood related but he is my family either way,” I said becoming angry.
“ Your family is dead. You aint got no family-..” Ouch that hurt. “ And you aint ever gonna be part of my family. Don and Marcie are MY parents. Zane is MY brother, and Mark, Tony, and River are MY cousins,” he said standing there. I felt my eyes start to water, and I looked down. Dylan grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. “ he got hurt because of you. Because you threw a fit and wanted to go inside. River went to follow you and he fell because of you. You cause this family troubles because your being an intruder. You will NEVER be part of this family, and you NEVER where,” Dylan then spat on the ground next to my feet, and he turned around and left. Tears ran down my face, and I turned around and bolted out of the hospital into the streets, and I just continued to run. I didn’t know where I was going, but I didn’t stop.
I continued to run, and then I stopped and looked over at a bench and sat down in it and cried my heart out. He is right… it’s all because of me… I was and never be their family. My family is dead…
“ Galaxy?” a voice whispered. I looked up at Rickey, and when he saw me he quickly wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly against him. We sat there for what seemed forever and I just cried into his chest.
“ Gal,” he whispered.
“ R- RI- Rickey,” I sobbed.
“ Shhh…” he said touching my cheek.
“ Can I come s- stay w- w- with you?” I sobbed. He nodded his head and kissed my forehead.
“ of course Gal,” He smiled. I tried to smile but just broke down into tears again and I wrapped my arms around him and he picked me up and put me in his car.
“ Let’s stop at your house so we can get your stuff,” he said and started to drive.
“ The Tristan’s house,” I corrected him. I looked at me worried and just nodded his head. We stopped in front of the house, and I looked out the window. No one was home yet.
“ Rickey,” I whispered.
“ Hm?” He looked at me.
“ How long can I stay with you?” I said looking out the window.
“ I got kicked out of my place a long time ago, im renting a place with my friend Steve and I don’t think he will care at all, so you could move in for all I care,” He smiled.
“ I don’t have the money…”
“ I never asked you for money. You’re a close friend Gal.. I want to help you,” He smiled.
“ Rickey?”
“ Come on lets go get your stuff…” and then he got out of the car, and we both walked inside. It took me about a half an hour to get all my clothes, shoes, shampoos, and everything that was mine and I left everything they have ever bough ten me or gave to me. we packed everything in his truck, and by the time we got to his place it was really late. I sat in the car, and Rickey nudged me.
“ Let’s get inside,” he smiled. I nodded my head and I just left everything in the car, and went inside. It was a two bedroom apartment, and Rickey said I could have the front room, and take the pull out couch, and he would get some drawers so I could put my stuff away and I could share his bathroom. When we got inside I walked over to the couch and curled up into a ball, and closed my eyes. I heard Rickey come in and I felt him put a blanket on me and he kissed my forehead.
“ Thank you Rickey,” I said when he started to walk into his room.
“ Of course Gal. You’re like my sister,” he smiled. I smiled and buried my face into the couch to hide my tears from him. I laid there for some time crying, and I slowly fell asleep in a pool of my tears.
Chapter Seven-
I don't practice Santeria
I aint got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I
I'd spend it all

If I could find that heina
And that Sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in Sancho
And I'd slap her down

What I really Wanna know, my baby
Oh, what I really Wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I need, oh
I looked for my phone, and flipped it open. One missed call. I rolled my eyes and shoved it under my pillow, and pulled the sheets over my head.
“ Nice cell phone ring,” Rickey laughed. I lifted my head up and looked at Rickey.
“ Shhh,” I pleaded falling back into the couch. I had a horrid headache from last night. I felt someone sit down on the couch next to my hip, and I turned my body and looked at Rickey.
“ Who tried calling you?” he asked. I shrugged my shoulders.
“ Dunno, don’t care,” I muttered.
“ What if it is Don or Marcie?” he asked. I sat there looking at him and sighed. I slowly pulled myself up and stood in the kitchen.
“ Rickey go get my one of my bags so I can change… please?” I smiled at him. He let out a laugh and nodded his head, and came back a few minutes later with a black luggage back. I smiled and gave him a quick hug, and ran into the bathroom. When I looked at myself in the mirror I gasped. My eyes where all swollen and red from crying all night, and I looked pale. Like I was sick. I sighed and turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water onto my face.
I looked at myself and watched the water run down my face, and I felt my eyes start to water, and I shut my eyes, and clenched onto the sink and stood there.
“ I will not cry… I will not cry,” I breathed in and out, and let out a deep breath and turned to my bag. I opened it up and studied it for a minute. I threw on a pair of black yoga pants, black tank top, and a gray hoodie, and brushed my hair back, and slipped on my converse. I walked out of the bathroom, and went into the fridge.
“ Where are you going?” Rickey called from the couch.
“ Walk,” I muttered closing the fridge losing my appetite. I stood there for a few minutes just staring off into space and I turned on my heal and walked out of the house. I stood there and felt the tears start to come. I shook my head and sprinted into a run.
“ I will not cry, I will not cry,” I panted while sprinting down the sidewalk. Today there was no school because well I don’t know but tomorrow is Tuesday and I have to go back to school, and I have to make sure I can go a whole day without crying. I continued to sprint down the street. I need to move on. I ran about nine blocks, and went into a slow jog, and heard myself breathing hard. A good thirty minutes past and I found myself standing in