Theo Intervention and a Red-Headed Slut

Theo - friend, ex

I was with Theo and he made me ride the bus with him up to campus. When we got there he said he needed to go to the computer lab to get some stuff done. He hadn't told me this was on his agenda, and I felt like he had tricked me into coming up there with him. I started yelling at him saying I had a lot of work to do to, and it was really selfish of him to be wasting my time like this. He was being an ass hole about it and wouldn't apologize to me. I grabbed his shirt collar and pulled his face right in front of mine and yelled in his face saying he had no respect for me, or the fact that my schoolwork is just as important as his. Some kids hanging around the computer lab started looking over at us and making comments. I pulled him down the hall away from the people saying that he better come with me unless he wants his friends to see him get his ass kicked. Once we got to the end of the hall way I punched him in the face, and proceeded to beat the crap out of him.
I went to the bus stop to go home. I was walking down a small green-belt next to the road. There wasn't very much ground there for me to walk on, and I was afraid I was going to fall off the side of it down the cliff. A biker went by me and I had to stand with my toes on the edge of it in order to let him pass. I eventually started crawling on the ground to make sure I didn't fall. I got to a fallen log and started walking across that. My jeans were covered in grass stains, and I gave them to an Indian woman standing next to me. She washed them and gave them back to me.
I got to the bus stop, and was still in tears from the whole experience with Theo. I didn't want to draw any attention from the other people waiting, so I kind of hung back in the corner. I saw a bus coming and waved my arms so it would stop. After I had gotten the driver's attention I realized it was a route 20 and so I couldn't take it. I pretended that I had never seen it and waited for it to leave. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and noticed that Theo had been trying to call me. I started getting a call from him just then, and argued with myself in my head as to whether or not I should pick it up. I knew that if I answered it, it would absolve some of his guilt to talk to me about what happened, and I didn't want that. On the other hand I really wanted to talk to him. I answered it and told him where I was. A route 16 came up after that, and I got onto it. Theo got on right behind me. I sat down on a little ledge behind the driver's seat. As I was sitting there I was surprised that the driver wasn't telling me to get off because I knew people aren't allowed to sit there. Right when I thought that the driver said "that is a no seating area you're going to have to move"*. I thought the driver was an ass hole for giving me trouble, considering I was still teary. I didn't want to sit down next to Theo, so I walked to the back of the bus and sat next to a random girl.
I got back to my house (which didn't look like my house), and sat down at the kitchen table. I put my head in my arms and sat there thinking about what happened. The door opened and in walked Theo, his mom, and another random person. My mom sat down next to me at the table. Theo's mom said that we were going to figure this all out right now. I was really not excited about this but I agreed to try since we were all here anyway. I started talking and said that I felt that Theo was not recognizing how much work I have to do and how difficult it is for me, because he always thinks that his course load is infinitely heavier, and is willing to waste my time as a result of this mentality. The whole time I was talking Theo had a smug grin on his face and was shaking his head. I pointed to him and said see, he's not even taking me seriously right now. Theo started to defend himself, and I just couldn't deal with it, so I picked up a candle/candle holder that was sitting next to me and threw it at him. It smashed into his face in a very satisfying way, but aside from making him look slightly disfigured it didn't seem to do any real damage. Everyone was shocked at what I had done. I said "everyone just get the fuck out of my house right now".
After everyone had left, my mother, who was now a middle-aged black woman, started to comfort me. My dad, who was now Barak Obama, walked out of the room next to us, zipping up his pants. All I wanted was for my dad, Barak, to walk over to me and put his hand on my back to comfort me. My "mom" said something to him, but he just walked outside.
There was something about a kid getting hit in the mouth. Everyone found him lying on the ground. Barak said that this was terrible, and obviously a result of racial violence.
I was walking around with some kids. There was a red-headed girl with us, and she was putting her arm around me and kind of hanging on me. I really didn't find her attractive, but the guys that were with us kept pushing her on me. One of the guys started slowly pulling down her shirt. At first I didn't really want to look, but I gave in and glanced over at her boobs for a second. After I did that they were all convinced that I liked her.

*On the buses in Santa Cruz there is actually a little ledge behind the driver's seat that is perfect for sitting on, but the drivers always make me get off of it. When I was sitting there in the dream and realized that, it was almost like I forced the driver to tell me to get off.