Little Red Riding Hood

Chapter 5

Well, my friend Parris has been bugging me for day to upload so now i finally did so HA!!

now if i fail in Maths because i was too bust writing this story then it is all your fault.

Nah, i am joking its not your fault, it would obviously be the teachers fault because they didn't make it that interesting to learn so HA HA to them.

well i shoudln't want to keep you all waiting to here it is!!! :)

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Chapter 5

I raced down the green hill over the wall in the town. I pulled up my dress, hoping to run faster. People looked at me, criticizing. I ignored them, shoving past them and away as fast as I could. More tears were building up in my eyes and I wanted to wait so I could cry in private. I jumped up the ladder, taking two steps at a time. I grabbed the door handle and pulled it open hoping inside and shutting it tight behind me.

I put my hands on my face blubbering straight into it. “Honey?” my mother said stepping out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.

I sobbed loudly and tried to hurry up the ladder to my floor but my mother cut me off. I turned to her and she enveloped me in a loving heart that hurt my heart even more. I felt so embarrassed at leading him on. Or did I even? He kissed me and we had been wrestling since we were in nappies so what went wrong. And then it dawned on me, we were a lot older now, we had grown mature and more attractive, subject to hormones and urges. How thick am I?

I blubbered into my mother’s shoulder while she rubbed my back comfortably. I cried out all my tears until I was emotionally drained. She walked me over to a chair and pushed me down. I sniffed and rubbed my nose. It was swollen and red, my eyes were puffy and my cheeks were blotchy. I wonder if Matt wanted to rethink what he did if he saw me now.

“Sweetie, what happened?” she said sitting across from me, holding my hand.

“I have no idea. Matt kissed me and I think I might have led him on but I don’t want him to court me mum, he’s nice and sweet I guess but I really don’t want him to court me.” I began to sob again.

“What! Go back a couple of steps. Matt kissed you?” I nodded my head, wiping a tear away. She sighed. “Our Matt right? The Matt that has hated you ever since you stole his train? The Matt that you hate?” I sighed. “Wow, I think you should give him a chance.”

“WHAT!” I screamed standing up.

“I think you should let him court you. What could go wrong?”

“Everything! I could get married to him!”

“Is that necessarily a bad thing, you said he was nice and sweet and he obviously likes you so why don’t you give him a chance?”

I thought about it. It really wasn’t. I could maybe court him for a while and if it goes anywhere then I should think more about it. “Well….no, not necessarily, but mum, I am not ready for dating. I have so much to do before I start to think about relationships.”

“What like dear? There isn’t much you can do in a village like this. And it is forbidden to go into the woods alone, especially now because of the wolf.”

“But…”

“Honey, no buts. Try…try for me ok. Try to relax, settle down a bit, become a woman.” She cupped my chin, “You are truly beautiful, and you deserve so much, maybe Matty is the one who gets the first prize.”

“Do you think that I am just something that can be won?” I said through clenched teeth.

It dawned on my mother’s face of how I could have taken it. “Oh, Alice. I didn’t mean it that way, its that, you are so beautiful that whoever gets you will think that he has won the lucky prize.”

“So now it’s all about looks.”

She growled. “No more talking about this. Court him or I am going to force you.”

“But you are forcing me mother. I don’t want to, not yet, I am not ready for anything like this. I am JUST A KID!” I yelled in her face.

“Don’t talk back to me! Now go up to your room before I get Matt’s mother here so I can organize a marriage.”

I gasped and narrowed my eyes. “You wouldn’t-“

“Oh I would sweetheart, and don’t think that just because you are my youngest I will go all soft on you. At your age you should be already thinking about marriage and starting a family.”

“I’m only 17, not friggen 22 mother. I am not a hussy!”

“Don’t use that language young lady and just because you get married at 17 doesn’t make you a hussy! I got married at 17 and look where I am. I am married to the mayor of this village, I have three beautiful children and I have a lovely home so don’t you dare think that I am a hussy. I love my family and I love your father!”

“It’s all title isn’t it to you. Three kids: three heirs, a huge home: rich family which means buying expensive things, marrying the mayor: he provides the cash and you sit back and relax while getting pregnant whenever you want.” I heard her gasp. “I know what you are hiding mother. It cant be hidden for much longer, soon you will have four kids and everyone will feel sorry for the kid because they have a granny mother. How old are you going to be when it turns ten ma? 60!”

I felt the hot slap across my cheek. I hissed in pain, clutching at it with both my hands. My cheek throbbed and stung so bad.  I had never been slapped before.  I knew I was out of line, criticizing her for something she had no control over. I loved my mum, but sometimes she made me so angry because she never listened to a word I said.

She didn’t look sorry for what she did. Her eyes were cold and fierce, her face a dark shade of red. “get out of my house. I don’t want to see your face for a few hours.”

I glared at her but gladly grabbed my cloak and walked out of the door shrugging it on. I stepped down the ladder stomping with every step. Where was I going to go now? It was going to be night in a few hours and I don’t think my mother wanted me sleeping outside even if she hated me. The wolf was still alive you know.

I decided to go for a walk to clear my head. By then I should know what to do and where to go. I headed up the village away from the town square. I didn’t want to see anyone and I needed to be left in peace. As I was walking I felt something wet land on my hand. It was really light and cold and got heavier quickly. I looked down at my hand and saw a snow flake gently drift down onto my arm. I looked up and saw a few more settling down.

I smiled. I loved the snow, it was something that always made me feel better when times were tough. The weirdest thing is that my family were the complete opposite. They hated it and thought it gave the world a very dark perspective. Bullshit!

My steps were getting lighter and I began to know where I was going. Grandmas house.

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well that was it mates.

i know it might have been pretty short but meh! i hope you enjoyed it anyway!!! :)

love from Crazedemo //_-