8 years before...
"look!! it's the ugly duckling!" a boy from our neighborhood exclaimed while tossing his ball towards my way hitting my head in the process of course... I held my breath preventing my tears from falling not giving him the satisfaction that it actually hurts. I'm used to these bullies. I'm used being called ugly and fat, cause honestly I am. But I never had the guts to fight back. I never had the strength to defeat him or them. After a few minutes more children had passed and joined the tossing competition. I didn't fight back, I just curled on my feet and dug my face to prevent them from hitting it.
"eat that monkey!." another kid fling a stone and it landed perfectly on my forehead causing it to bleed. Still, I remained on my position praying to God to please stop the bullying. God might have answered coz Luckily, one pretty girl stood up in front of me acting as my shield.
"what are u doing Krizzy?.." the kid who started the tossing play asked the girl in front. "Stop hurting her or else you will get the best spanking on earth from aunt Heather..." she answered and glared trying to look intimidating.
the kid just scoffed, "oh really?.. and why on earth would she listen to you?" he smirked deviously.
then someone cleared her throat from behind causing us all to glance her way. I saw the boy's face turned pale which seems like his blood was just drained out from his body.
"a..aunt Heather! I..I can explain!!" the kid stuttered. Before the kid started rumbling the lady drag him out of the circle while the rest of the kids just ran away hoping they wouldn't get caught in another trouble.
"are you ok?.." the girl asked in a sweet mellow tone, starting to walk towards my way and held my hand helping me stand up. "I'm.. .fine.." I croaked out, I couldn't stop myself anymore so I cried to my hearts content in front of this stranger. "I'm... fine.." I repeated, I wasn't sure if I'm assuring her or myself. to my surprise she held me tight, giving me comfort that I thought I would only feel from my parents.
"my mom told me once, that one hug is enough to cure any kind of pain..." and believe me I do agree to that because her hug is so calming... wishing that we could just stay like this.
I was touched by those words that she said. my mom never told me those things, still, she was the best mom on earth. I wiped my tears and smiled at her. "Thanks.." I said shyly. She gave me a heart-whelming smile but after a few seconds it turned into a grimace.
"Geez!! look at what that moron did!! you're bleeding!!." she exclaimed. I chuckled at her choice of word. "Let me clean this up for you ok?" I answered with a slight nod and let her do the thing...
She escorted me to a house a moderate sized one... maybe she only have a small family. I thought to myself. I shrugged and followed her to her room, I think, coz the walls were painted in pink and the designs were simple yet comforting, flat screen TV on one side with an Xbox, I never thought she's the type to play this kind of things..coz she's so, girly. I smiled to that.
"You have a nice room." I complimented, she just answered with a small smile. She then instructed me to sit on her bed while grabbing some cotton, alcohol and band aid on her medicine kit.
I hissed in pain when she started to clean the small cut on my forehead slowly and gently like I am some sort of a fragile baby. I can't help but to only stare at her lovely face, her pursed cute pink lips, and her arched eyebrows. She's too engrossed to what she's doing that she didn't realized that I was checking her out. I mean, who wouldn't?
Then I looked back at those twinkling emerald eyes and was surprised to see her smirking. I was too startled that I couldn't help but blush, geez! she actually caught me staring.! She didn't told me anything instead she stared back at me. I tensed up under her gaze and I can't help but to feel self-conscious. I bowed my head a little to hide my face from her but she just lifted my chin up and kissed my aided cut in my forehead. I was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

YOU ARE READING
Back Again
Romance"... sorry Jaime.. I just can't. It's better if we parted this way." Kirzten said brushing off the tears cascading through her cheeks. I can't help but sob at the thought. It hurts so much that I can't even think of how to convince her not to leave...