I Live Under A Rock?

I pulled the comforter over my head. There was loud knocking at the door.
Me: Who ever it is shut the fuck up! Before I get too pissed. And you will regret it.
Kitty: I doubt that.
Me: Go away Kitty.
Well Miss. KitKat Curtis had to pick my freakin lock. I couldn't let her see me like this. I tried to cover up my black eye.
Kitty: Sandy.
I couldn't deal with it anymore. I took my hand off my eye.
Kitty: SHIT!
Me: I know.
Kitty: Well I found out the secret you were keeping from me.
Me: What is it then?
Kitty: Two-Bit and you know Marica.
Me: I'm sorry Kitty. I found out and I didn't know what to do. But don't worry she's a bigger slut than me. And I thought that was impossible.
Kitty: Do you want to have two black eyes?
I cringed at the thought. The horrific memories from last night poured in my mind.
Me: Nope.
Kitty: Then stop having fuckin low self esteem. Sandy you made a couple of stupid mistakes. And you're not a slut! That bitch Marcia is.
Her fists were clentched.
Me: I was thinking about it. The only thing I could blame it on is. The alcohol.
Kitty: I will drink to that.
Her face was flushed. She wasn't herself anymore. I hugged her.
Me: Kitty seriously don't start drinking heart broken. That's how you know me and Soda happened. And before that me and Bob.
Kitty: You're giving me another reason to drink.
Me: You can't blame yourself if he's a man whore! I can't believe you woke me up! Okay you will wait in here as I take care of my daughter.
She followed me into Danielle's nursery.
Danielle: Mama!
I picked her up and kissed her.
Me: Hey baby.
Awwww! She's only 2! And she is a good speaker. X 10 adorableness. I went into the kitchen and started feeding her. She started crying. She kept on turning her head as I tried to put food in her mouth. I left her there with her staring at her food. She was crying. Diva already.
Me: Kitty please. Can you watch her and make sure she eats?
Kitty: Do I look like a fuckin daycare?
Me: Please. I'm not talking to Mark after what he did to me.
Kitty: He gave you your?
She pointed to my eye. I nodded.
Kitty: Yeah I will look after her.
I did a quick leap and took a shower. I got dressed into a gray romper. Yeah I'm cool like that. I spent 15 minutes putting concealer on to hide my black eye. I went into the kitchen. Danielle ate. Her diva act was over. I picked her up and bathed her, changed her, and dressed her. PHEW! I went back into the kitchen. I turned back and changed. I wasn't in the rompery mood! I put on a high waisted skirt with a camisole and wedges. I let my hair loose.
Me: Kitty, don't beat yourself over this.
Kitty: I want to kill her.
Me: Acceptable. Trust me I hate her. She's a bitch what do you excpect? But Kitty find a way not to I don't know kill her?
Kitty: Get even.
Me: Now you're thinking.
Kitty: Hmmmmm....
Me: Okay so you will go home. Get dressed into something HOT. And find ways to "get even" that aren't that violent.
She hugged me. She left. I checked my phone. 1 new text:
Sam: Want to go out today???
Me: Y not.
Sam: i will pick u up.
Me: kk XD.
Soon he came to the door. We drove to a restaurant on the south side. We talked, kissed, and talked. Overall it was a pretty good date. Went home. Wow I'm boring today. :P. I locked the door and looked at pics. Tehe I will post them.
Leah: Open the fuckin door!
Me: Nope.
Leah: I'm starting to believe you live under a rock now.
Me: Good I live under a rock. You know my rock is awesome. There's a plasma screen TV, I got my little pimps, and NOT YOU!
Leah: What's up your ass?
Me: Correction what's up my eye?
Leah: What the fuck?
I opened the door. I splashed water on my eye to reveal my black eye.
Leah: Shit.
She held me as I cried. She hasn't held me since I got kicked out.
This day had to come. I feared for it but I can't hide it any longer. Honey why did you give up cheerleading? Uhm I want to focus on my academics more. Real answer: I'm pregnant and every time I flip I puke. And I'm a fat ass now. No one can hold me up on top. I tiptoed downstairs.
Me: Hi mommy.
The doorbell rang. It was Soda. I needed him there when I told my parents. He didn't even know yet that the baby wasn't his. We ate our homecooked dinner.
Me: Mom, dad. Soda and I have something to tell you.
Hannah was a blonde then. She dyed her hair back to normal!!!! No longer a blondie. :(. Anywho. They all stared. Hannah fidgeted with a stray piece of hair, Lexie was strumming her air gutair, and Adam was checking the scores on his phone. They were about 14 or 13 at the time. Leah was 17, and Mark just turned 18. Leah froze as she braided her hair. Mark stared waiting.
Me: Uhm I don't know how to say this.
Soda: Uhm I will. Mr and Mrs. Davis Sandy is pregnant.
Dad: Soda I will count to 5 before I go in the kitchen get my new knife. And chop your fuckin dick off!
Mom: Sandy. I thought we raised you better. How could you let this happen? Sandy I'm ashamed that you're even my daughter.
Me: Mommy please.
Mom: Don't you're a low class hoe. Go upstairs and pack your bags. This is your last day staying at the house.
Dad: I can't even look at you right now.
Me: Daddy please.
Dad: Don't Sandy! From now on you're no longer my daughter.
Me: Daddy!
Dad: I thought we raised you right.
Me: Daddy you always taught me to do what's right.
Dad: Don't you blame this on us! This is your fault that you're a hoe! And getting knocked up!
I bolted upstairs. Soda followed. Leah did too. I cried into my bed. Leah sat down and held me.
Leah: Shhhh everything's going to be alright.
Me: No it's not.
Soda: Sandy.
Leah: Don't Soda you're the one who knocked her up!
Me: Leah please.
Leah please don't yell at him because he doesn't even know it's not his baby.
Me: Leah make me one promise.
Leah: What is that?
Me: Please don't ever hit me.
Leah: I promise Sand-Sand.
:/ Sandy

Blame it on the alcohol.

In Florida. Wow...

The biggest craving I had while pregnant.

I'm cool like that.

The new and less improved Hannahkins!
Peace out bitches.

I Don't Know What To Do With Myself

Mark: SANDY QUINN DAVIS!!!!!!!!! Where the fuck were you????
Me: At Nicole's.
Mark: Do you want to tell me next time?
I shrugged.
Mark: Why do you act like such a little kid?
Me: Mark shut the fuck up!! I'm only 18!! Maybe I act this way because I never really lived my childhood. The way I would have wanted to. Remember mom forced me to model? I never lived a normal life since! And don't act like my fuckin parent!
Mark: Just go to your room.
Me: Try me.
I folded my arms across my chest. Brushing a piece of stray hair out of my face.
Mark: How do you excpect to raise twins?? I have no idea how you even raise Danielle.
Me: Shut up.
Mark: What?
Me: You heard me. Shut. Up.
His arm started coming my way. He slapped me and knocked me down. Tears were spilling down my face. His hand came at me again. I slapped it away. I clutched my hand to my stomach.
Mark: Sandy... I i didn't mean to.
Me: Don't. Don't ever lay a hand on me again. Just leave me alone!
I bolted to my room in tears. I locked the door. I looked at the ultrasound of my twins on the wall. I started ripping them up. I started throwing a shitfit. Only 3. What a fuckin loser. I lifted up my dress to reveal my tiny bump. I put my hand on it. How am I supposed to raise 3 kids? Adoption is an option. Rage filled my system. The only people that hit me were mom and dad. Mark swore he would never lay a hand on me.
Me: MAYBE I DON'T WANT TO MODEL ANY MORE!!!!!!
Mom: SANDY!!! No don't ever say that! You're beautiful. You got the guy of your dreams.
Me: Yeah I know I got Soda!! But mom I want to be the real me again.
Mom: The one who wore too much makeup? Doesn't work that way.
Me: Try me.
Mom: Sandy I'm warning you.
Me: You're such a bitch! You won't let me live my life! I'm happy with the way I look now. I get it. But a normal 15 year old doesn't wear lingerie in magazines! And MOM I really love Soda. He told me once we turn 18 we are getting married.
I swooned at the thought.
Mom: What did you call me before?
Me: You're. A. Bitch.
She knocked me down and started beating me. She kicked my cheek. She grabbed a knife and started slicing me. I was bleeding. I lay down in the living room. Bleeding. Mascara tears ran down my face. I coughed up blood. I knew I was fucked.
Me: Help me! Someone help me!!!
Mark came in clutching a football. Hannah came in 13 at the time. She screamed at the sight of me. I was crying.
Mark: Sandy what happened?
I couldn't move. I wiped blood from the corner of my mouth.
Me: Mom.
He didn't have his car yet so he couldn't drive me anywhere. Dad was at a bar getting boozed up. He called 911. The paramedics came and lifted me up. I felt horrible. I didn't want to even look at myself. Mark was in the ambulence. I got there and I got stitches. I got 54 stitches in my forehead. 23 in my arm. A huge bruise on my cheek. I traced my finger over my scares. I lay down in my hospital bed.
Mark: I know mom and dad beat us. But she crossed over the line. Sandy I swear when mom and dad are gone one day. I would never lay a hand on you.
I tried to crack a smile. Soda came in. His face horrified. Tears were spilling down his face the moment he saw me.
Soda: How what? Who?
Me: Long story.
Soda: Sandy. I got a call. I thought I lost you forever.
He held my hand and kissed it.
Soda: Which ever Soc did this to you has hell to pay.
Me: It wasn't a Soc.
Soda: Who was it then?
Me: My mom.
Soda: Sandy.
He hugged me. I gazed into his watery lively brown eyes. He gazed into my dull blue eyes. He kissed me.
Soda: Sandy that was one of the scariest moments I've ever had. And I don't know what I would do with you without you in my life. When I thought I lost you forever. I- I- I. You can't even imagine. Sandy I don't know what I would ever do without you in my life. Just make me one promise. Don't ever leave me. With you being as beautiful as you are. I don't want you running away with some Soc.
He laughed at the silly thought. He leaned in for a kiss.
I felt horrible. Boy oh boy. He must have been a mess when I left him. I saw my bruise forming underneath my eye. I groaned. Not sexy at all. With a pregnant belly to top it all off. I grabbed a photo album from my closet. There were pics of me and Soda, pics of me, pics of everyone. I know I can't raise 3 kids on my own. But I don't want to spend my whole life wondering where my 2 other kids are. I looked in the phonebook.
Tulsa Adoption Agency?
Me: Hi I'm Sandy Davis I'm interested in having an open adoption. I'm 18 years old. And I'm pregnant with twins.
Kelly: Are you positive about this descion?
Me: 100% positive.
-.- Sandy

One of the pics I found.

Thanks Mark. I really love the new look.

Right after mommy dearest beat me up.

Really old pic. I was a brunette. Mark was a blonde. Before he hurt me.

First tattoo.

Me and Leah. The one sibling who is always there for me.
All the pics I found that I liked. XD.

Why I Love KitKat Curtis

Kitty Curtis you better thank me! I was cursing off that little ugly Soc cuz she wants Two-Bit. And you are my official motivational coach. :D This is dedicated to you Kitty.
1. She's hot!
2. She kicks ass when needed. Better not be mine. XD.
3. She's a fantastic motivational coach.
4. The universal law declares "KitKat Curtis is the prettiest Curtis"
5. She doesn't take shit from no one.
6. She's smart.
7. Fantastic fiancee.
8. AWESOME FRIEND.
9. AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!
10. The best Greaser. She's even more bad ass than Dally.

Visitors...

I woke up by screaming. Hannah was screaming in her sleep. Nightmare about dad. -.- I tried to go back to bed but I couldn't. When ever I have nightmares I scream. But it's usually about random shit. So I was up until 2 am trying to sleep. :/
The bright light shined through the windows. Leah was up. The triplets were at school. Mark greeted me with a cup of hot chocolate.
Leah: I'm surprized your up.
Me: Why you say that?
Leah: Well after Hannahkins little inncident you couldn't go back to sleep and you were like blah blah. And I was like hey Sandy shut the fuck up! And you kept on talking about how in Florida it was soooooo much simpler.
Me: Yeah well it was.
Leah gave me a big hug. I finished up my food and tried to balance Danielle while moving on crutches. I fed her, bathed her, changed her. Phew! I took a shower. I changed into a pair of leggings, a pink belted tanktop, a cow girl BOOT. Since I got my cast off yesterday I'm in a walking boot. Not that bad. :/ Still ugly. I took Danielle for a walk. I ended up going a little too south. -.- I immediately started turning. Someone was making their way towards me. My turn to walk even faster.
Nicole: Oh my God SANDY!!!!!!!!
There was Nicole. Wearing a low cut yellow frilly tanktop, Daisy Duke denim shorts, and vintage cowgirl boots. Behind her was Sam and Ava. Ava was simple. Not whoreish attire like Nicole. ;). She had on a white tight tanktop, jeggings, and gold cork wedges. They looked hot. Tan. Sighh. Sam looked sooooo uncomfortable in his jeans, a white teeshirt, gray sweatshirt, and his worn out Nike's. I felt as uncomfortable as him. We stood and looked at eachother. I didn't know if I wanted to chop his balls off or kiss him.
Nicole: Well I'm here to break the silence! I moved here on this part of town. Ava moved on this side too. And Sam bought an apartment. We moved near you! We can't live without our little Sandykins!
She pinched my cheeks. I just checked on Danielle. She was asleep with a bottle clutched in her arms.
Me: Great just great.
Ava: Don't be rude show us around! Catch up!
Me: I wish I could. But uhm I have to like go eat.
Nicole: We'll take you out!
Me: Ughhh fine.
We went to an expensive place. I rocked Danielle back and forth with my good foot. I reapplied more lipgloss. Over my menu I stole looks at Sam. He was shaking his leg. As we settled on our orders and discussed my car accident. Fun! NOT! Ava and Nicole said they had to go to the bathroom. Just left me and Sam.
Sam: I know I'm probably the last person you would want to see right now but. Sandy I still have really deep, intense, feelings for you. I don't know if you feel the same way. And I was drunk when I called you those names. Leaving you was the stupidest thing I ever did. And not being the father of your baby. I mean twins. Is even worse.
Didn't excpect that. I wanted to look right into his blue/green eyes and kiss him. I can't deny I still don't have feelings for him.
Me: Sam... I still have feelings for you too. But I can't just jump around in relationships like this. As much as I want Danielle to have a real father and these... babies. I just can't it's not fair for Danielle. And I would be lying saying I didn't have feelings for you.
We stared at eachother. He stared into my light blue eyes. I stared into his blue/green eyes. I wanted to kiss him. We left the restaurant. I went home with Danielle. I came home and plopped down on my bed. I screamed into my pillow. Danielle was sound asleep next door didn't want to wake her up. I was soooooooo confused. I feel horrible for Danielle not being able to ever have a father. I'm sorry sweetie I was 15 and drunk. I had you at 16. You know your father knocked me up. He didn't want you. He told me to go fuck myself. And you would have had a good father if I wasn't a whore and didn't cheat on him. Yeah say that to a 2 year old. All you would get is a what? And the smile. I started kicking like I did after I threw a shitfit. Why the fuck did Sam have to move here? Mark came in. I threw a pillow at him. All I need is Mark telling me I'm a whore. Already knew that. If I was younger I would have gone to my mom. She's gone. How come whenever you get close to someone they die? I took off my walking boot. I traced my fingers over my scares. I traced my fingers over my tattoo. Danielle Grace 1/23. I got that after she was born. I had another tattoo. A trampstamp. Angel wings. My motto when I got it: It's all about the teasing not about the pleasing. I was probably stoned when I got that one. I have a rose on my ankle, angel wings on my lower back, Danielle's birth thingy on my foot area, and a heart on my collarbone. Also on my upper back. Tiny one. Says Sandy with a heart. Stupid youth. Just like getting knocked up. My phone buzzed. It was Sam. I threw my phone. Yeah I really want to talk to him. :/. Outside was sunset. I grabbed my crutches. Too lazy to put my cast on. I watched the sunset. I closed my eyes. I looked at my phone.
Sam: I know we still like eachother. So what about another try?
Me: Call me when I'm mentally stable for a relationship.
Sam: Just remember I will be waiting for you.
Talk about strong words. Leah came outside and laid down with me. Normally I would have started shaking the hammock so she would go flying off. But I didn't.
Me: Leah you know how I always say I hate you. And you're a slut. I only say that cuz I love you. I love how you've been through my side through everthing. Thanks.
She gave me a hug. I txted Sam back.
Me: Sounds like a plan. ;)
Sam: <3
<3 Sandy

From Florida. Spark still there??????

Ava is on the market. If you're interested. ;)

Nicole's a loud mouth hottie! She's single

Didn't Know I Could Get Lower Than This

The music pounded in the studio. Bruno Mar's Grenade shaking the walls. I did a quick priouette being carefull not to land on my bad leg. I looked outside the sun hasn't even risen yet. It was 3 clock in the morning. I snuck into the dance studio on our part of town to relieve some stress. I took a sip of water and sat down tugging at my snug maternity sweat pants. I took Leah's car because if I took mine the engine would make too much noise and wake everyone up. I rehearsed more. Than the kareoke version of Taking Chances came on. Without a second thought I started singing. I haven't sang in a while. And it felt good. I took a glance at the clock. 8 clock. I wiped sweat off my forehead and started limping towards the car. Soda called. I checked the voicemail that he left.
Soda: Sandy I don't want to be involved with this. I know I'm the father but I just can't deal with this. I hope we never see eachother for a long time.
Tears spilled down my cheeks knowing I was alone. Rain started pouring down. I started up the ancient Beemer. I cried as I drove. Then the car broke down in the middle of the highway. During rush hour. FUCK! I cried as I tried to start it. It wouldn't go. Before I knew it a car came in my direction.
I woke up in a room. The walls mint green. I immediately recognised the room. Leah sat on the edge of the bed crying into the blanket. Mark was working. On me. Tears spilling down his cheeks. Justin was in a chair next to the bed sobbing. What happened? They noticed I woke up. Leah hugged me. Justin kissed me. Mark smiled.
Mark: I didn't think you would wake up for at least a couple hours.
Me: What happened?
Mark: You were in a car accident. You broke your leg. But the baby is fine. You got 32 stitches in your forehead. You won't be allowed out of the house until your completly healed. And you had brain swelling. You put everyone through hell. Do you think I like getting a call saying come to work you have to work on a patient. And oh yeah it's your baby sister!
Me: Mark can I have some medication?
I didn't know what was going through me. I felt sick. I threw up in the garbage.
Leah: Mark why did she just puke?
Mark: Reaction to medication. Sandy I want you to stay over night. But since I'm a doctor you're coming home today.
I sighed in relief. I felt a sharp pain hit my skull. I groaned. A nurse came in.
Nurse: Sandy there are a couple of people to see you.
Kitty came in her face cold her hands jammed in her jean pockets. The last person I would want to see is a Curtis. I pretended to sleep and eventually fell asleep.
I wheeled myself in to my room. I called Justin to tell him I was okay. By now I couldn't deal with anymore bullshit. I later then fell asleep hoping this nightmare could already end.
:/ Sandy

This Is For The Other Ones :P

Leah is about 19. She has blonde hair and blue eyes. Very flexible. LMFAO.

Tehe Lele loves to play dress up ;)

Leah during cheerleading half time show. Like I said very flexible.

                                              MARK'S TURN!!!!!! He has tanish skin brown hair brown eyes. He is 24 years old. Yeah I know he's old but he's muscular.

He's the best big brother ever. He loves to play gutair.

Sexy bad boy football pic. You know you want him (Cuz I don't he's a pain in the ass) hey I'm his little sis

Loves his little sis!!! aka ME!!!!!