03

                                    

                                          
"Adelaide SinClaire I do not understand why you and Bob broke up. He was such a nice boy." Adelaide's mother commented at dinner. "He was cute and from a nice family and you two have been dating for years. Why call it quits?''
Adelaide pushed the food around her plate. "Mom, it just didn't work out."
"Why though?" Her mother pushed.
"Mom, just drop it. Please?"
"Adelaide I do not like this new attitude."
"Woe is you." Adelaide responded, eyes glued to her plate.
"Adelaide! Stop with the primadona nonsense or go to your room."
Adelaide abruptly stood up and pushed her chair in.
"Where are you going?"
"My room." She said blankly. 
 Adelaide's mother looked like she was about to say something when her father cut in "Emily, you told her to go to her room and that's what she's doing. Adelaide, go to your room please."
"Robert,"
"Emily, give her some space."
Adelaide let the sounds of her parents' argument fade as she went up to her room. She climbed out her window onto the awning. It wasn't enough, she could still hear her parents arguing. Their voices rising into one of their weekly screaming matches.
Desperately wanting to get away climbed down the trellis. She started to walk without any direction or purpose. 
~
After some time she realized she was much farther than she had meant to go. She turned in a circle looking for something she might recognize when she heard a wolf whistle. She spun around looking for the source. She saw a group of guys in leather jackets leaning against the wall of an alleyway across the street.
Adelaide didn't like to judge based on appearances but the face tattoos made it difficult. She thought she recognized one as Curly Shepherd and based on his reputation she wasn't relieved.
One of them started walking toward her, "Hey there girlie, what's a pretty thing like you doing alone in this part of town." The way he walked reminded her of a predator stalking its prey, and she was a deer in headlights. 
"She's not alone,"
Adelaide looked to see Dallas Winston walking toward her, he took a long drag from the cigarette dangling from his fingers. 
The guy walking toward Adelaide froze, "Dallas,"
"Tim,"
"You owe me some tires,"
"Yeah yeah, you'll return the favor, I gotta get my girl home." Dallas stopped next to Adelaide and slung his arm around her shoulder. 
Tim scoffed, "This your girl? She looks like she'd call the cops on your sorry ass for walking up her street."
Dally laughed, "See ya around Tim,"
They turned and started walking in the other direction. 
When they were out of sight Dallas stoped, "What the fuck were you doing on this side of town, alone in the middle of the damn night, dont you have any snese?"
"I have sense okay, I just got a little turned around." She snapped.
"Why are you out so late?"
Adelaide rubbed her face, "I wanted to go for a walk to clear my head, not that it's any of your business,"