One step before me

-{Chapter 13: To protect what is dear}-

It feels like I have been here for a while now. I was tired but couldn't fall asleep. I had closed my eyes and ears in hope of calming myself down, but I wish it would have been easier than that. If I just had taken my phone with me and not left it in the classroom, I could have at least contacted someone. Being down here gives me a familiar feeling of lowliness. It somehow makes me feel worse.

I lifted my head up when I heard someone fumbling with the door behind me. I rose up and faced the door while hiding in the dark. I was embarrassed, that's why I was thankful for the dark for the first time. Somehow it all felt like a lie to me. This seemed like a really bad joke. I was hurt, but the tears of my pain wouldn't come out. Maybe it was me trying to hold it back. Probably hoping to see a strong version of myself. But dreams are dreams after all...

The door opened and a janitor was standing there. I covered my face and passed by him.
"HEY! WHAT WERE YOU DOING DOWN THERE!? IT'S PROHIBITED FOR STUDENTS TO BE DOWN HERE-...!" The man shouted non-stop behind me while running after me. I tried to run faster. Is it really this bad to be down there? I looked behind me, and as I did, the man stopped. Shat. I will never stop running, I don't care if you did though. I sprinted through the hallway and took my bag. Not long after I rushed out of the school building, as I did, I realized that I was actually crying this whole time. What the fudge!?

No matter what, I have to make sure nobody sees me. I was running home as if my life depended on it. It probably did. Who would like to die out of humiliation? If anyone saw me, they would either petty me or laugh. As I was heavily breathing I fished my phone up from my bag and checked the time. 5:45 AM. No wonder why the city was so quiet. I was out of breath, so much so that I felt like puking right on the spot. This is why I hate school. I always end up getting involved in unnecessary things.

The longer I ran, the heavier my legs felt. In the end, I just started to walk. When I went inside the building, where my apartment was, I collapsed at the ground. I sat at the ground before rasing up and heading towards my home. Keep it in. Don't explode. Don't cry anymore. Stop the tears. Don't be weak. I kept telling myself. I shakingly took my keys out and opened the door. It's not like anyone is in there waiting for me to come home. There is no one worried, no one to be pissed nor waiting for an explanation to why I didn't come home yesterday. My eyes weren't stopping the tears. I entered the door, locked it after me.
"How could you do this to me!? I have been worried sick! Where have you been a young lady..?" BJ said dramatically. Faq no. BJ.
I threw my bag to the ground and rushed towards the toilet.
"Did something happen in school..? are the kids bullying you?" He asked me when I reached the door. I froze at his remark.

"Did the idiots in school treat you poorly?" He asked. At this point, I was about to fall to the ground and cry out loud. I opened the door and entered the toilet, closing it directly after before falling to the ground. Have I always been this weak? What do I do after this?  I have no idea what hit me the hardest. The way I got treated or the things I saw down there. Maybe I have lost my mind and need a visit to the doctor. I was silently sitting on the ground, hoping that what I just went through wasn't that bad. I then remembered that this is not the first time I have been picked on by other kids. When I was a child this was pretty common. I don't know why but they really loved to pick on me. When my brothers found out about that they gave my bullies no mercy. So much so that I even started to feel sorry for them. They protected me, stood up for me which I couldn't do. "You and your three brothers were experimented on... but unfortunately, your brothers didn't make it as you did,"  The voice of the man from the radio replayed in my mind. I stood up, facing a reflection of myself. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. Nobody can stand up for me now. I have to stand up for myself, even if I make myself cringe. I washed my face and tried to cool down. I clenched my hands. My fists were shaking in frustration and anger. I can't let people step on me like that. At least that's what my brothers taught me.

I stared at my drawn face. This is so lame. She didn't even draw the mustache right. This is the ugliest I have seen so far, and despite that Tiffany was proud of it. Well, at least it's better than the cursing words she has written on my face. I washed my face with soap. It was no use, it didn't help at all. I went out of the toilet after a while. On my way out I heard the bell ring. I slowly moved towards the door and started to look in the keyhole to find out who it was. Nobody was there. I frowned and opened the door. To my surprise, a letter and a bottle of something was in there. I took it and closed the door.

>This is for your face. If anyone provokes you, tell me and I will indirectly beat them.
- BJ<

A smile formed on my face as I read the letter. He might be a psycho, but he is not that bad. Funny enough the liquid worked and it was as if my face was never drawn upon. I was looking at the time. 07:25. What's the worst way I can hit back?
I took my bag and stuffed my books in it. No matter how many times I try to deny it. No matter how much I pretend not to know and lie to myself. For this, I will be honest. I know exactly what it is.
My body felt cold. I took my bag over my shoulders and headed outside.
The one thing that will hit them the hardest is to show them that they made the wrong choice. And by doing so, I will have to go to school. To make them think that their 'stunt' was pure shat, just as Timathy described the guy's acting. I will make them know and I will give them a better show.

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Sup Guys! I know, I know! I am SOOO SORRY for the late update ^^;
I have been so busy....;-; 
Man, that fact makes even me wanna cry T^T since when did I get this busy? Idk... at least I have learned a lesson or two XD... or maybe 5000000 ;-;

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