Red Number 9

Hugged her from behind
She wore red lipstick number 9 
Or was it plum?
I don’t know anymore
But I know her eyes
She was someone
So much better than me
I followed her everywhere 
But her friends hated me
She told me to crash the slumber party
I held her hand under the sheets
The next day
She kissed my boyfriend
She told my secrets 
She ate my brownie in the cafeteria
She told the school I was ugly
But I loved her 
Cause she always spoke to me
Spit on me 
Laughed at me
I brushed her hair 
While she flirted with the football team
I carried her books
While she walked ahead of me
I drove her when she didn’t want to walk
I listened when she talked 
I did her homework
Like she ordered me to do
I overheard her friends tell her to lure me in
But I went to the woods anyways that day
I wasn’t surprised when they jumped me
You stood there with your perfect hair
Drawing symbols on my face
They tied me to a tree
Laughing
They took turns stabbing
But you cut my hair
You took off my ring
You took my money 
You snapped your purse
They chanted and screamed
They threw a burning flame
I watched you put on my ring
“Bye Becca”
Wow, you knew my name.

Copyright © Tuesday Harmon | Year Posted 2023

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