Admiring you

Chapter 4

   Aislinn

What a jerk.

I am now outside, fuming in anger.

Who does he think he is? I barely even know him, how can he think he can touch me, yell at me and hold me accountable. I wonder if he's really Lina's brother.

He is not stupid though...

It will be harder than expected to hide Lina's breakup. But I just can't let him take my only friend away from me and destroy Lina's dreams.

I take a deep breath to mitigate my stress and I close my eyes, trying to push away those thoughts. I decide to do what I always do in these kinds of moments and go for a walk. Thank you to my dad for this little tip. When I entered highschool, I was so excited at first to just start being a grown-up, being in an environment with so many people that I couldn't even find my friends during break time, and I guess doing grown-up things.

But it turned out to be a living nightmare.

All that I gained was people scorning me for literally no reason, which made me insecure and eventually unsocial. With the few friends that I had, there would always be awkward silences as I wouldn't know what to talk about. We didn't have the same sense of humour, the same interests nor even the same mindset, and little by little, my parents and I realised I was suffering from depression, which lasted for one whole year. During this time, my dad would do anything to distract me from my insecurities by taking me to different places where we would walk and walk. My mom ? She would try to heal my insecurities, highlighting my qualities. I will forever be grateful for all the things they have done for me.

I am suddenly distracted by the sound of people screaming, talking with a disgusted -for some others frightened- expressions on their face. I decide to walk towards the group and once arrived there, what I saw paralysed me on the spot.

A body.

A woman's body covered with blood, her throat is cut and blood is still flowing out of her wound.

Who could ever be that cruel ?, I can't help but think in disbelief.

While I started to drown in numerous questions without any answers, I come back to myself by someone pulling me back, away from this horrible scene.

As soon as I turn my head to take a look at who it is, he takes my jaw between his hand, approaching his face even closer to mine. All I can focus on, are his eyes that ignite because of his anger.

-"Now, what the hell are you doing here ?", he says, surprisingly calm.

Well, that didn't last for very long.

-"I asked you a fucking question !"

-"Stop yelling at me ! Why are you even here in the first place?"

As I am waiting for an answer, I notice the look in his eyes changes to something I can't decrypt. Duncan looks at me a few seconds more before he backs down by a few steps so I can see what he is wearing.

Ok dude, I got it.

But as if it wasn't enough, he turned around slowly to show me his police uniform and I notice that strangely, one of his biceps is slightly bigger than the other.

Don't laugh, don't laugh.

Once he's done that he looks at me like, "did you get your response?".

-"Okey I understood, no need to make a fashion show", I say, exasperated.

He instantly gets back his severe mode.