I shoved him one more time of his perverted joke.
He muttered "Geez, she needs to calm her tits." I glared at him, "Why you son of a bitch go suck your own dick you dickhead."
He bursted out laughing. Huh? What's wrong in what I said?
He dramatically clapped "Wohoo! You must be in the Guiness world records for cursing alot just in a sentence!"
I tried not to crack a smile. Instead, I left him there and pulled back my hoodie, while I was walking to the exit of the school he called "Oh my! Running to your mommy so you could tell her I see."
I froze to my step.
He mentioned my mother
He reminded me of her.
He just fvcking mentioned her!
I turned back to him and punched him, it missed his jaw but it was definitely worth it,
He crouched down and groaned loud, I hissed "Don't ever mention my mother again."
I kicked him and walked out,
A million of thoughts ran through my head as I drove to somewhere,
Somewhere I use to clear my head.I didn't care of school.
I didn't care about people.
I didn't care of myself.
I didn't care of my life.
Stopping my car, I climbed out and slammed the door. I walked to the forest far as I could until I reached the familiar scent,
I pushed the branches out of my view and saw the wonderful view of the city.
I was on a cliff hanging above the town, just like me. I sat on the long log as I admired the view.
I pulled off my hoodie and tied my hair into a bun, a few strands falling, I fluttered my eyes closed and smelled the sweet lemon grass.
I snapped my eyes open as I heard leaves crunching,
Someone's coming.
I shrugged as if I'd care, atleast I can have company.
I closed my right eye and used the other to examine some skyscrapers and the houses.
That's when I heard silence, Yup, the person is gone,
I exhale genuinely as hands cupped my shoulders,
I jumped as I yell "Fuck!" Then I heard a deep voice laughing,
And its voice is familiar,
Its the guy who pulled my hoodie, I turned around and saw him,he was still laughing with his eyes closed "Hey beautiful," he wheezed out in between laughs, although he still shutted his eyes and continued laughing,
I crossed my arms and waited for him,
A few minutes later, he wiped a tear and finally looked at me "Hey babe......." Then he realized who I was.
I scarcastically smiled at him, "Yeah, hey." He still has his shock face on his gaze went to my arms,
I looked at where he was looking, Shit! My scars, I pulled my hoodie and wore it quickly, my long sleeves covering my both arms,
He pointed at my arms "Why do you have that?" He asks, in his voice I can feel concern and him trying to be calm
I growled "Its none of your buisness," he grabbed my hand forcefully, I struggled from his grip.
When I gave up struggling I looked at him, our eyes locked, In his turquoise blue eyes I saw pain, anger, and concern.
"Its my buisness." He started.
"I care for you."
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Arghh! Cliffhanga! Hahaha hope ya
Enjoy the story!Tbh, i just noticed i never wrote the guy's name,
Well I have a hint*Starts with A
I might reveal his name in the next chap, anyways always tune in guys, i'll see you soon!
Byeeeeee!
~mehcookie!🌹
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أدب المراهقينHarriette Sarrina, the badass girl in school, scratch that, the bad girl in the school. Everyone is scared of her, the bullies, the bitches, the jerks, the teachers. She just wears a hoodie over her face so no one would see her scary face, meant no...