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????Written by Authoress Favour????
????????Episode 2
Why do you care, a$$h0le?!
I threw the door open and ran outside. I could feel my eyes
burned, not only from the sun’s blazing rays. I continued running and
running and running, not know where I was going, but I know I have
to get away from that house.
She lied to me all along! She kept it all a secret. She did
everything for me . . . every bad thing for me! She doesn’t care about
my feeling! She never cares! I thought and my tears fell one by one.
I blinked through tears and looked around – the park.
I heard running footsteps behind me. I turned around and
regretted.
I wished I continued running, but I see him instead – Jason.
Stupid Jason! I wanted to shout at him.
He ran up to me and I quickly wiped my tears away.
“Where are you going?” he panted out.
I walked away, going to the swing and sit down.
He caught up to me and said again, “Where are you going to
go?”
“Why do you care, a$$hole?” I said to him.
He froze, but snapped back to reality.
“Because I . . . we are going to get married soon.” he smirked
and gently brushed his index finger under my chin.
I slapped his finger away.
“Please don’t touch me, asshole.” I said and sent him dagger
looks, but only his smirk got bigger.
I am going to hate him so much! I thought.
“Move, I am going to swing.” I commended.
“I don’t obey commends.” he said, trying to be a wise guy.
“Than, learn how to!” I said and started swinging. I kicked him
several time and he moved every time. He eventually gave up and
sat on the swing next to me.
It was silence for a moment and I feel peace.
Finally, I am away from the problem I thought and inhaled a deep
breath.
When I was starting to feel really bored, I got up and walked
home. I want to walk home, so I looked behind my shoulders and
saw that he was following me.
I looked ahead and stopped. He walked up besides me.
“May I help you?” I asked him.
“I don’t need any help.” he said.
“Maybe you stop following me than, stalker!” I said to him.
“I have to make sure you are ok,” he said.
“At least don’t follow right behind my tail. And I want to walk
home ALONE!” I shouted at him, “Do you need the definition of
alone? Or do you want me to spell the word alone for you. And you
could at least walk on that street and still watch me.”
I didn’t wait for him to answer and I continue to walk. I walked
along the tree. I extend my hand to touch the bark of the tree. I
walked all of the way home. I walked up to the house, but I stayed on
the outside. I could hear their conversation.
“Yeah – ” I heard my father said.
“It would be better off if they lived together, don’t you agree?” a
woman’s voice said. I figure it was Jason’s mom.
“Yeah, whatever’s the better for them.” my mom agreed sadly.
“We have to focus them to get as close to each other as possible
– ”
I couldn’t take it anymore, so I threw the door open and their
conversation stopped. They stared at me.
“Am sorry honey, now -” mom said.
“I know, I hear you guys. You want me to go. I am going to go
now. You want to focus me to do something that I never wanted. I
understand mom and dad.” I said bitterly, looking at Jason, behind me.
“Sweetheart, I -” mom started.
“I don’t want to hear it! Mom, you know I wanted to be a single for
the rest of my life. I told you that . . . that I don’t want to marry
anyone when I grow older. I have told you, why are you forcing me
now?” I asked her.
She responded, but I didn’t have the heart to listen. I stomped up
the stairs and into the room. I locked the door and cried in silence by
the door.
Someone knocked at the door and I screamed, “Go away! I don’t
want to see you!” and throw my brush at the door. I don’t care if it
was my mom or dad, or is it the guest. I certainly don’t care if it was
Jason the bastard.
I sat by the door for maybe an hour, or maybe it felt like an hour.
I grabbed my suitcase, I knew that they were still down there, I
could hear they voice. I knew if I go down there again, we would
have an argument again.
There was no point, talking to them I thought. They have planned
everything out already and I bet there would not change their mind
no matter what happens
I opened the suitcase and throw everything in; I didn’t care how messy it was.
When everything was packed, I make sure the door was locked. I threw myself on the bed and fall asleep.
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