Long time no update...
I know I know.
It's going to be a long one so read at your own risk.
I went to Vegas. Saw the downtown and strip. BTW, the downtown area was scary and creepy, especially at night. Got drunk, made an ass out of myself in public, gambled and lost money, didn't really win much, didn't learn any other games besides the sluts, I mean slots, got hit on by all the wrong creepy guys and got a lovely souvenier present - the flu or something....
I've had it for about a week and a half. Got some medicine from the dr. for it and I'm barely getting over it.
Then on Tuesday while I'm at work, the beast calls me up during the day and tells me, "Do you know who just left?" And I'm like...ummm no. She said that Amber showed up.
Backtrack a little....in school, Maria, April and I were like BFF. April had a little sister one year younger than she. So when we were seniors she was a junior. Maria, April and Amber were all jehovas witnesses. However April was the only one who was more serious about it and whatnot.
So when we graduated, that was the last time I heard of April or Amber. One of my friends Marie (Marie, not Maria) told me a few months ago that Amber was working at some restaurant but got fired after a month because she'd just make trouble and get into arguments and some girl wanted to kick her ass outside of the parking lot and whatnot. I ran into Amber at the mall a few months ago but only spoke with her for a minute or so before I had to come back to work.
She had only been to my house once at least that I know of and that was years ago so I was totally surprised to see that she showed up at my house. And when my mom said she had shown up, I figured it was with the church people, since they walk around house to house. But my mom said, "No, Amber showed up all dirty and smelly and she kept scratching herself and was asking for you. I told her you weren't here and that you were at work. She said she's working down the street at a gas station. I spoke with her for a while but then she left."
Then when I get home my mom told me that Amber had gone by a few hours later to ask her if I had any shoes I could give her to wear since she was wearing some combat boots which were really old and she wasn't going to be able to work in them all night. My mom told her she didn't know about me but she had some sneakers if she wanted them. Apparently they were too big but she wore them either way. Then the beast asked her if she had eaten and whatnot and Amber said no so my mom made her some food. She ate....scratching herself the whole time. She also asked her where she was staying and Amber said that she was staying at her boyfriend's friends house and that her sister April, would drive all the way from her house, (Apparently Amber wasn't living there because there were issues going on and her parents were getting a divorce and whatnot) pick her up at the gas station and take her to those guy's house.
Later on that night at 11 pm she calls saying that she gets out of work at 12 and wants to know if she can stay at our place tonight because her dad isn't letting her sister come pick her up and she has no where to stay.
Hold up.
I haven't seen this girl in about 3 years, I don't know where she's been, what she's been doing, who she's hanging out with, why she keeps scratching herself and she pops out of no where asking to stay at our house....
I kinda didn't want her there because that made me panic and be scared. What if she's doing drugs? What if she hangs out with people who do drugs?...etc. Sometimes you can only fear the worst.
My mom caved and told her she could stay there one night only. So she called at midnight and said she would be there in a while, which she got there, (I was asleep) and then the next morning when I was getting ready for work she was already gone to work. One day she'll work from like early morning to afternoon, then another day from evening till midnight. So that screws with our schedules even more.
That day while at work I was thinking who I could call to get in touch with April or her parents. No one was picking up at their house and I know that the only other person who could help me was......Maria since she lives down the street from them. UGH.
So I called the slut at work, and I said, "It's me, Roxanne."...Mind you I haven't talked to her since May of '04. I told her I wasn't calling her to fight or argue or whatnot and was calling because of Amber. So I tell her what's going on and she was actually very civil to me and vice versa. She said she'd call around and would call me back. As soon as she said she'd try to find April I told her thanks and cut the phone. Fuck if I was going to talk to her about anything else.
A while later she calls me at work and tells me that April should be calling me in a while.
I speak with April and she told me that about a year and a half ago, Amber had gone outside to check on the dogs around midnight because they were barking, when she went outside, these men in a car kidnapped her and raped her and she almost got stabbed. She managed to get away and get help but the men were never caught. Ever since she's been unstable. They've tried getting her professional help but she won't attend therapy classes. And that actually, Tuesday she was supposed to go to a therapy session but didn't go. April also said that after that incident happened Amber started fighting with her parents over no little reason and left the house and moved in with some guy, then came back after that didn't work...and then left again with the boyfriend she has now, but the boyfriend's mom didn't want her there, which led her to go stay with his friends. Plus her dad doesn't want her home until she cleans up her act and Amber doesn't want to go home either. Which made me so fucking mad to hear her own sister tell me, "Well I'm sorry but I don't have anywhere to put her."
I just...I don't know. I feel like I'm cornered in. I don't have the heart to kick her out because I've known her for so long. How can I possibly throw her out when she's got no where to go. I can't tell her to go to a shelter. Plus what if something happened to her? I don't want to have that on my concience....but then, she can't stay here forever, especially just because she doesn't want to listen to her parents and get help. And I don't want her to get the idea in her head that just because she doesn't want to bide by her parents rules she can come live with us.
Besides, we leave next Thurs/Friday to Houston 'cause my aunt's having surgery today and we're going to go visit her. And there's no way in hell she's staying alone in the house while we're over there.
Which is another thing, we're not going to leave her alone in the house. I'm sorry but that's just not happening, so anywhere my mom goes she has to take Amber with her. Like the pregnant lady is having a baby shower this weekend and invited my mom and I so if we go and she doesn't work that day we'll have to take her with us.
I mean, how do I do it next week when she doesn't have anywhere to go? She knows we're leaving next week and I doubt she has anywhere to go. We don't really have room for her so she's sleeping on the couch, which don't get me wrong, it's a new couch, we have central ac plus my mom cooks food and washes her clothes and whatnot so hell, she's got it pretty nice. And when she's there she's watching tv. She just started working at the gas station like monday I think.
I don't know. I'm just so confused.
She needs help. She knows it and admitted it but she also said she doesn't want to go. She told me the story ...well the cliffnotes version of what happened to her but she was sort of laughing it off like it was no big deal. And I noticed she showers like 4 or 5 times a day.
It's like I want to help her. How can I not...but I can't have her living in the house forever. And I mean...working at a gas station she won't make enough money to get her own apartment any time soon.