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My life hasn’t been the same since returning from Anchorage. I can’t sleep unless I take the edge off. I feel guarded. Brian and Martin stay good on their promise to protect me and keep the blood off my hands. My Conscience eats at me but I’ve learned I can make that little voice shut up with a few opiates. I take a pill to focus, keep my head busy. I take a pill to sleep, to drown the demons. There’s a party in full swing and I’m treated like a king. “Hey Surge.” A girl named Lexi swings her hips in my direction making me bite my lip. I pull her into my lap, as her lips lock with mine I notice Lisa in the arms of yet another guy. Only this time to make matters worse she has Ezekiel strapped to her chest. Blunts and smoke pass all around her. I push Lexi off my lap and make my way over to Lisa. “Are you fucking kidding me Lisa.” I jerk her away from the guy she was kissing. “Bringing him to a party. Are you really that fucking irresponsible?” Tears swell up in the corners of her eyes.
Last Updated : 2022-05-09Not Until It’s Lost January-Kat pt. 1
January“Don’t beg anybodyFor anything, especiallyLove.”-Tori Morrison “Not until we are lost.Do we begin to findOurselves.” KatherineMarcus sits on my right. His leg barely touching mine. The spark we once had is no longer felt. I can feel him pulling away, but we stay together to save face. We’ve been together since we were kids. Destined to marry once of age, just like our parents planned long before we were old enough to know what love was. In the dark of the movie theater I can see Tiffany’s head resting on his shoulder and his hand running the length of her thigh before disappearing beneath the hem of her skirt. She lets out a gasp drawing the attention of Lucas who is sitting on my left. His leg pressed hard into mine, our skin sizzling with connection. I ignore Marcus who I see grinning like a monkey out of the corner of my eye. Tiffany leans across Marcus’s lap and
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SurgeLife is never easy when you have always done what you had to, just to get by. No matter what anyone says, the grass is only greener on the other side because it's fertilized with bullshit. Mom has been gone a month now, she was taken too soon by breast cancer. This made her sick for a long time and I guess for having breast cancer she lived for a while. This happening made me learn to care for myself and others at a young age. I started to take care of myself and my sister by the time I was 5. My sister Lisa is two years younger than me. She's hell on wheels and doesn’t listen to anyone. She recently had a baby and that's when we packed up and moved to Fairbanks to live with our Shitsuu, that's Gwitch’in for Grandma. Fairbanks is a big city compared to the small village of Fort Yukon. I gave up life on the river to go make sure the rest of my family doesn’t fall apart. Sh
Last Updated : 2022-03-29Not Until It’s Lost January-Kat pt. 2
When the washer is finally done. I shove all my clothes into a cart with wheels and head off in search of a dryer. After finding two dryers and getting all my clothes in them a voice appears behind me, “Make sure you temp test those.” I turn facing the boy from earlier with the same grin plastered on his face while checking his dryer. “who are you? The dryer police?” This makes him laugh out loud. “Just trying to help a friend.” I fold my arms across my chest, “We're not friends, I don't even know you.” He smiled and takes a step closer extending his hand, “People around here call me Surge.” “Surge?” I raise my eyebrow and place my hand in his. His hand is rough, calloused from hard work. My heart skips a beat, “I'm Katherine.” He smiles, “Katherine. Now we're friends. You're not from around here huh?” I shake my head and jerk my hand from his once I realized he was st
Last Updated : 2022-04-04Not Until It’s Lost January-Kat pt. 2
When the washer is finally done. I shove all my clothes into a cart with wheels and head off in search of a dryer. After finding two dryers and getting all my clothes in them a voice appears behind me, “Make sure you temp test those.” I turn facing the boy from earlier with the same grin plastered on his face while checking his dryer. “who are you? The dryer police?” This makes him laugh out loud. “Just trying to help a friend.” I fold my arms across my chest, “We're not friends, I don't even know you.” He smiled and takes a step closer extending his hand, “People around here call me Surge.” “Surge?” I raise my eyebrow and place my hand in his. His hand is rough, calloused from hard work. My heart skips a beat, “I'm Katherine.” He smiles, “Katherine. Now we're friends. You're not from around here huh?” I shake my head and jerk my hand from his once I realized he was still holding it. “Where you from Kat?” He leans across the table getting closer to me. “Katherine, I am from Ca
Last Updated : 2022-04-04Not Until It’s Lost January-Surge pt. 2
Rachel's eyes burn into me as she stares down at me from her bedroom window. The sound of the passenger side door opening draws my attention from the window. I clear my throat and smile, pushing away any memory of Rachel. “Good Morning.” She smiles lightly, sadness lurks in her eyes. “The best way to start the day is with coffee.” I put the SUV in drive and we head to one of the best coffee stands in town, “Ok, so you live on what we call the loop. It’ll take you from one side of town to the other.” She sits quietly with her hands folded nicely in her lap. As I approach the stoplight it turns red, “So this is WestSide, hippie/college students/rich people.” I pull into the coffee hut and push my sleeves up. “What kind of coffee do you like?” this cracks a smile onto her face, “White Chocolate Mocha with marshmallows.” I flash a flirty smile at the barista, “I need an americano, a white mocha with marshmallows, and two bagels,” the barista bats her eyes, “sure thing.” I look at K
Last Updated : 2022-04-04Not Until It’s Lost January-Kat pt. 3
Inside my room I sit on my bed propped against the wall when Rachel walks in, “there's a party tonight at Buddy's cabin are you in?” A party at Buddy's means extra time with Surge, “sure, uh what kind of party.” She smiles and laughs, “a fun one. Be sure to dress cute and we'll pregame before our ride gets here.” I get up slowly and start to dig through my bag. My cousin starts blaring music from her room that the walls between us barely muffle it. I find a short skin tight black dress, this will have to do. I slip into my dress and start to pull my hair into a bun when my cousin comes back in wearing a similar dress with a jean jacket and beat up black chucks, “well don't you look hot, let me do your makeup. Right as she finishes my left eye my uncle yells up the stairs, “Rach your friends are here.” She flashes a devilish grin, “ok send them up.” Footsteps beat against the step from at least three people. Her bedroom door opens and then closes again and the music gets turned back on
Last Updated : 2022-05-09Not Until It’s Lost January-Surge pt. 3
I pull away from the school after making a few bucks. A cop pulls up behind me, “Shit.” i pull over and the cop follows suit. I shuffle to have my license, registration and insurance ready. I roll down the window as the cop approaches. I hold out my paper information and he just smirks and walks back to his car. He walks back slowly with his hand on his gun, “Can you please step out of the vehicle and place your hands behind your head. Do you have any concealed firearms?” I nod my head, “Yes, it’s on my hip.” i interlock my fingers behind my head. The cop pins me to the hood of my SUV and pats me down. He puts my gun on the hood. “Is that registered to you?” he digs through my pockets and pulls out a wad of cash. “Thats a lot of cash to be carrying, you selling drugs boy.” “No sir, rent is due.” he places the money next to my gun. Next he pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He sighs and sets that next to everything. “You can go. You have a back tail light out.” i grab my st
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My life hasn’t been the same since returning from Anchorage. I can’t sleep unless I take the edge off. I feel guarded. Brian and Martin stay good on their promise to protect me and keep the blood off my hands. My Conscience eats at me but I’ve learned I can make that little voice shut up with a few opiates. I take a pill to focus, keep my head busy. I take a pill to sleep, to drown the demons. There’s a party in full swing and I’m treated like a king. “Hey Surge.” A girl named Lexi swings her hips in my direction making me bite my lip. I pull her into my lap, as her lips lock with mine I notice Lisa in the arms of yet another guy. Only this time to make matters worse she has Ezekiel strapped to her chest. Blunts and smoke pass all around her. I push Lexi off my lap and make my way over to Lisa. “Are you fucking kidding me Lisa.” I jerk her away from the guy she was kissing. “Bringing him to a party. Are you really that fucking irresponsible?” Tears swell up in the corners of her eyes.
Not Until It’s Lost February-Kat pt. 1
February “I don’t wanna Be your favoriteI wanna beYour only.”-Reyna Biddy“Drugs may kill you,But they’ll neverBreak your heart.”“Happy one month anniversary baby.” Mike kisses me softly on the forehead while wrapping his arm around my shoulder. We walk out of the movie theater and run into Surge and another girl. Surge smiles when our eyes lock, “Hey Kat.” Surge jogs over and pulls me into a hug, “How have you been?” Mike tightens his grip around my shoulders, “We’re good.” Mike cuts me off and starts to pull me away. “See you around Kat.” Mike doesn’t say a word the entire car trip back to his and Tim’s two bedroom apartment. He leaves me in the car and stomps off inside.There's a party already in full swing by the time I walk in. Mike is sitting on the couch with a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand. His eyes shoot daggers at me as I walk into the kitchen. Somewhere around 12 shots and 15 minutes later my head is buzzing, my body feels numb and I feel fine. Mike on the oth
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I pull away from the school after making a few bucks. A cop pulls up behind me, “Shit.” i pull over and the cop follows suit. I shuffle to have my license, registration and insurance ready. I roll down the window as the cop approaches. I hold out my paper information and he just smirks and walks back to his car. He walks back slowly with his hand on his gun, “Can you please step out of the vehicle and place your hands behind your head. Do you have any concealed firearms?” I nod my head, “Yes, it’s on my hip.” i interlock my fingers behind my head. The cop pins me to the hood of my SUV and pats me down. He puts my gun on the hood. “Is that registered to you?” he digs through my pockets and pulls out a wad of cash. “Thats a lot of cash to be carrying, you selling drugs boy.” “No sir, rent is due.” he places the money next to my gun. Next he pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He sighs and sets that next to everything. “You can go. You have a back tail light out.” i grab my st
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Inside my room I sit on my bed propped against the wall when Rachel walks in, “there's a party tonight at Buddy's cabin are you in?” A party at Buddy's means extra time with Surge, “sure, uh what kind of party.” She smiles and laughs, “a fun one. Be sure to dress cute and we'll pregame before our ride gets here.” I get up slowly and start to dig through my bag. My cousin starts blaring music from her room that the walls between us barely muffle it. I find a short skin tight black dress, this will have to do. I slip into my dress and start to pull my hair into a bun when my cousin comes back in wearing a similar dress with a jean jacket and beat up black chucks, “well don't you look hot, let me do your makeup. Right as she finishes my left eye my uncle yells up the stairs, “Rach your friends are here.” She flashes a devilish grin, “ok send them up.” Footsteps beat against the step from at least three people. Her bedroom door opens and then closes again and the music gets turned back on
Not Until It’s Lost January-Surge pt. 2
Rachel's eyes burn into me as she stares down at me from her bedroom window. The sound of the passenger side door opening draws my attention from the window. I clear my throat and smile, pushing away any memory of Rachel. “Good Morning.” She smiles lightly, sadness lurks in her eyes. “The best way to start the day is with coffee.” I put the SUV in drive and we head to one of the best coffee stands in town, “Ok, so you live on what we call the loop. It’ll take you from one side of town to the other.” She sits quietly with her hands folded nicely in her lap. As I approach the stoplight it turns red, “So this is WestSide, hippie/college students/rich people.” I pull into the coffee hut and push my sleeves up. “What kind of coffee do you like?” this cracks a smile onto her face, “White Chocolate Mocha with marshmallows.” I flash a flirty smile at the barista, “I need an americano, a white mocha with marshmallows, and two bagels,” the barista bats her eyes, “sure thing.” I look at K
Not Until It’s Lost January-Kat pt. 2
When the washer is finally done. I shove all my clothes into a cart with wheels and head off in search of a dryer. After finding two dryers and getting all my clothes in them a voice appears behind me, “Make sure you temp test those.” I turn facing the boy from earlier with the same grin plastered on his face while checking his dryer. “who are you? The dryer police?” This makes him laugh out loud. “Just trying to help a friend.” I fold my arms across my chest, “We're not friends, I don't even know you.” He smiled and takes a step closer extending his hand, “People around here call me Surge.” “Surge?” I raise my eyebrow and place my hand in his. His hand is rough, calloused from hard work. My heart skips a beat, “I'm Katherine.” He smiles, “Katherine. Now we're friends. You're not from around here huh?” I shake my head and jerk my hand from his once I realized he was still holding it. “Where you from Kat?” He leans across the table getting closer to me. “Katherine, I am from Ca
Not Until It’s Lost January-Kat pt. 2
When the washer is finally done. I shove all my clothes into a cart with wheels and head off in search of a dryer. After finding two dryers and getting all my clothes in them a voice appears behind me, “Make sure you temp test those.” I turn facing the boy from earlier with the same grin plastered on his face while checking his dryer. “who are you? The dryer police?” This makes him laugh out loud. “Just trying to help a friend.” I fold my arms across my chest, “We're not friends, I don't even know you.” He smiled and takes a step closer extending his hand, “People around here call me Surge.” “Surge?” I raise my eyebrow and place my hand in his. His hand is rough, calloused from hard work. My heart skips a beat, “I'm Katherine.” He smiles, “Katherine. Now we're friends. You're not from around here huh?” I shake my head and jerk my hand from his once I realized he was st
Not Until It’s Lost January-Surge pt. 1
SurgeLife is never easy when you have always done what you had to, just to get by. No matter what anyone says, the grass is only greener on the other side because it's fertilized with bullshit. Mom has been gone a month now, she was taken too soon by breast cancer. This made her sick for a long time and I guess for having breast cancer she lived for a while. This happening made me learn to care for myself and others at a young age. I started to take care of myself and my sister by the time I was 5. My sister Lisa is two years younger than me. She's hell on wheels and doesn’t listen to anyone. She recently had a baby and that's when we packed up and moved to Fairbanks to live with our Shitsuu, that's Gwitch’in for Grandma. Fairbanks is a big city compared to the small village of Fort Yukon. I gave up life on the river to go make sure the rest of my family doesn’t fall apart. Sh
Not Until It’s Lost January-Kat pt. 1
January“Don’t beg anybodyFor anything, especiallyLove.”-Tori Morrison “Not until we are lost.Do we begin to findOurselves.” KatherineMarcus sits on my right. His leg barely touching mine. The spark we once had is no longer felt. I can feel him pulling away, but we stay together to save face. We’ve been together since we were kids. Destined to marry once of age, just like our parents planned long before we were old enough to know what love was. In the dark of the movie theater I can see Tiffany’s head resting on his shoulder and his hand running the length of her thigh before disappearing beneath the hem of her skirt. She lets out a gasp drawing the attention of Lucas who is sitting on my left. His leg pressed hard into mine, our skin sizzling with connection. I ignore Marcus who I see grinning like a monkey out of the corner of my eye. Tiffany leans across Marcus’s lap and
