Kate and Jenny

Part 21

Kate

My chest was quivering with my every move and it didn't take long before I started to regret my choice of attire. Everybody was staring at me. Or at least that's how it felt. Some people were staring with unbridled lust, some looks were filled with envy and some were brimming with disgust. Those were the worst.

They sent me straight back on the never ending spiral of self-doubts. Did I go too far? Am I just some hideous freak now? Maybe I am. I tugged at my shirt in a futile attempt to make it cover more of my skin. The only effect it had was sending my jiggly boobs into more motion. A sound of a slap filled the air when a young female's hand landed on the face of her male companion.

"What the fuck, Simon?! I can't believe you! How can you stare at those disgusting tits of this stupid cow?! You're such a pig!" She shouted at him before another slap landed on the poor guy's cheek.

The blood was surging into my cheeks, turning them into crimson red. I bowed my head a little, gazing at the ground, and I bit my lower lip. If only I could just disappear... Would anyone really miss me if I did?

I proceeded in my journey staring into the ground, ignoring my surroundings. A lot of my view was blocked by my wobbling bosom though. I was down, torturing myself with my thoughts. I went from feeling sexy to being disgusted by myself in only a few seconds and my self-image was dropping deeper with every passing second. I wanted to run home, lock myself in my room and break into tears. The only thing that kept me from doing so was the image of being with Mark. I hated myself for being so dependent...

Like a body without a soul I strolled on, every step more difficult than the one before, sinking deeper and deeper into the bottomless pit of despair. I walked past the restaurant where I was supposed to meet with Mark, wandering aimlessly through the town. For some reason I couldn't stand the thought of seeing him, despite the fact that I longed for it with all of my heart.

Too deep in my dark thoughts I didn't care where did I go or who I walked past. Everybody was just a shade for me, an empty shell somewhere on the edge of my perception a blur too easy to ignore.

Somehow I found myself in a park. I used to spend countless hours there when I was a child, playing with Mandy. I remembered how we used to run around in a childish glee, roaming freely in our imaginary worlds. With every fiber of my being I wished to be back there, when the world seemed to be just a giant playground. If only I could turn back time...

Huge black cloud of anguish was pressing down on me like a giant boulder I simply couldn't shake off.

I walked all the way into the heart of the park where stood a centuries old massive oak. It was as if something was calling me there. Exhausted from my internal turmoil I fell down to my knees in front of it and started weeping quietly.

I felt empty inside. I was empty. My phone started vibrating in my back pocket. I didn't care...

A small hand landed on my shoulder, startling me. I quickly turned around, sending my breasts into motion. I gasped. A little version of Mandy as I remembered her from my childhood stared at me. I wiped my eyes and shook my head. While the chubby little girl was still there, it certainly wasn't Mandy. Oh, great. I'm losing it!

"Why are you crying?" The little girl asked, her eyes overflowing with innocence. She reached her hand holding a bag of chocolate candy towards me. "Want some? They're magic! My sister says they make pain go away!"

With a chocolate candy in my hand I sat in the middle of a park alone once again and utterly confused. What's going on with me lately? I took out the piece of chocolate from its wrapping and popped it in my mouth. The sweetness filled my mouth, immediately covering a tiny bit of the bitterness I felt. I sighed. "I'd need a whole bag of those..." I said to no one particular.