"The Unhappy Fairytale" Ch. 9: Just another Saturday

Jake had already been home for a couple of days, but still insisted on sleeping in the bathroom. He even had his mom bring in his radio/ alarm clock and a 10inch TV that was in his closet. Jake spent most of his time in there, and usually only left when he needed to eat and drink, but he had that mostly under control to. In the cabinet under the sink Jake kept a bunch of snacks that he had grabbed from the kitchen.1

His mom really didn’t care for she had her own bathroom in her room, and as long as he didn’t cause any more problems she didn’t really care what the hell Jake did. At around eleven in the morning Jakes alarm clock went off, and about ten minutes after Jake slowly rose from the cocoon that was his blankets and slammed his fist down upon his alarm clock silencing it till tomorrow when it would disturb his slumber once again.  After another couple of minutes Jake finally arose, and after arching his back and stretching out his arms he tossed his blankets and pillow out of the tub and proceeded to turn on the shower.2

After a nice long shower Jake dried off and slumped down onto the pile blankets that were at the foot of the tub. Stretching out his foot Jake turned on the TV with his big toe. 3

For a while he just watched cartoons on FOX, but around noon a work out show came on. Jake wasn’t to Interested but still just for fun watched and at one time tried to follow along. After about 20minutes of he got bored and snuck into the kitchen pretending that he was some sort of army commando deep in enemy territory. The fun stopped when Jake noticed that his cuts had opened up again and that there was now a trail of blood from the bathroom leading into the kitchen. 4

Pissed off Jake grabbed a picture off the shelf next to him and threw it across the room. When it hit the wall the frame broke and glass shattered causing an even bigger mess. Closing his eyes Jake tried to block it all out but really made it much worse because it was still a mess of fuckedupendness, and as soon as he entered he was attacked by his thoughts. Furious now Jake grabbed his right arm and repeatedly smashed his wrist across the kitchen doorframe. After about 7 or 8 times Jake slunched down against the doorframe breathing heavily.5

Cold sweat dripped off his face and Jakes right wrist now bled freely. As blood pooled beneath him, and he could feel his head getting light. Jake laughed to himself all this for a soda. Trying to steady himself Jake slipped and landed hard knocking the air the out of him, and as his vision started to blur Jake saw a figure coming towards him. Thinking it was his mom Jake tried to stand up, but slipped once more. As the figure came closer Jake saw that it was Chris. 6

Chris ran over to Jake helping him up and dragging him into the bathroom. After setting him down in the tub Chris left for a couple seconds then came back with fresh bandages.7

When Chris finished wrapping Jakes wrists he left for a couple more minute and came back with a sandwich that he insisted that Jake eat to keep his strength up. Jake did what he was told, but didn’t like that fact that Chris was doing all this. After eating the sandwich Jake sat up in the tub he still felt dizzy but steadied himself by leaning against the side of the tub.8

“You gave me a scare,” Chris said looking very pail; he never was one to be able to stand the sight of blood. “Sorry” Jake whispered, he wanted to cry but forced himself to keep it in. Jake looked past Chris and onto the TV. Nothing good was on just some people trying to sell this stupid looking stove. Chris spoke again getting back Jakes attention, “I’m glad that I came over knew I did”9

“Why did you come over” said Jake kinda angry now that the dilemma was over. “Well since you got out of the hospital I’ve been trying to call but no one ever answers, so I figured I would stop by, and…. Well you should have knocked” Jake said interrupting Chris. Chris didn’t say anything just walked back into the living room. After some time Jake felt strong enough to stand again and went over to the doorway. Looking out he saw that Chris had cleaned up and was now sitting on the couch watching music videos on MTV. 10

Jake lugged himself over to the couch and sat down beside Chris “thanks man”. Chris looked over winked then went back to watching this rapper rapping about drugs. Jake lightly pushed Chris “why are you watching this garbage”. “Hey this guy is hardcore man” Jake started mimicking the rapper “ yo yo yo yo I sale drugs and kill people yo I’m hardcore yo yo”, Jake then started to laugh. Chris who looked pretty pissed, but then started to laugh to “ hey lest I don’t live in a bathroom”.11

“It’s a nice bathroom,” Jake said trying to defend that he was living in the bathroom again they broke out laughing. The laughter came to a stop when Jake noticed his cloths were all stained with dried blood. This brought him back down to reality, and what was going on. “Hey I’d better go change before mom comes back home” Chris turned only to see Jake slipping into the bathroom and slamming the door. Jake locked the door behind him and sighed. Jake slipped off his pants, but decided to keep the shirt .It only had a little blood on it after all, and it was hardly noticeably.12

After Jake had put on a new pair of pants he walked out the door and over to the couch where Chris was still watching music videos. As he sat down Chris looked over and asked him how he was feeling “great Jake said trying not to sound to sarcastic. Chris gave him a look, but figured it would be better just to leave this alone and went back to watching TV. Jake looked over at the clock 2:30, but Jake felt exhausted and curled up on the couch, and drifted to sleep on the sounds of some rapper guy. Jake woke up in a cold sweat some hours later in the tub his bathroom pad. Looking over the edge of the tub and over at the clock he was that it was almost midnight.13

Jake sat against the bathroom wall for a while trying to get the images out of his head form the nightmare that he had just had. He scanned the room trying to find something to keep his mind off shit when he noticed a lump on the ground. Jake tapped it “ what do you want, man” came a groggy voice from within. “Chris?”  “ Yea its me I’m sleeping over to make sure you don’t do anything stupid”. Ripping the blankets off Chris “I didn’t say you could sleep over. “ well I didn’t ask you I asked your mom, now back to sleep and deal with it”.14

With that Chris rolled back over covering himself and in a few minute he was snoring. Jake stayed up for a while, watching some program about this product that could help you stop smoking until he to also fell back to sleep.  15