TITLE: Sad Girl
EMOTION: torn and scared
Runaways Kat, the MC, and her bulimic friend Danny are on the Pacific coast, looking at a giant carved wooden statue who "spoke" to Danny. She just realized that she has to go back home and deal with her parents.
“He said I had to let go.”
It seemed simple enough, but my insides disintegrated a little. I could think of two things that he meant by that, and one of them was definitely not good. What did he mean by let go?
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, Kat! Don’t you see? I just have to let go. It’s so clear to me now.”
For a second I could see the slamming waves right through Danny, like he was becoming a part of them. Like he already was.
“It’s the only way that end all of this is going to end.”
Danny frowned for a nanosecond, but shook his head.
“The everything, Kat! The only way to get back control is to let it all go. It makes so much sense.”
It didn’t make any sense. Not in the front part of my brain. If he was saying what I thought he was, I was going to fight it.
“And you will help me. Aunt Sophie will help me.”
My knee started spastically shaking.
“You know that I can’t stay.” It was a statement. I wasn’t going to give him any way to talk me out of going back. Already, I wasn’t sure. Not if he was going to “let go.”
“No, Kat. You have to stay! You have to help me! No!”
He pulled at his hair, letting out a growl of frustration.
“Just when I’m getting things together, Kat! No!” He yanked a big chunk of sea grass out and hurled it into the wind, then crouched into a ball, rocking on his feet.