The Freak

Chapter 5: All Over Again

Chapter 5:

All Over Again

After Rico has ended our call, it all suddenly hits me. I was on my own now. My brother and favourite person in the world was basically on the other side of the world, or so it felt like. I sigh and sit down at the small kitchen table.

I'm so tired.

In Aurora Skies it's almost midnight and I had a long trip, but here, in Starlight Shores, the evening is just getting started.

I look at the clock, five p.m.

I get up with the idea of unpacking, but I decide to go out. There is some paperwork that needs to be done when someone moves to a different country.

They asked me to come to the townhall when I arrived, so that's what I'm going to do.

I grab Mrs. Blake's town map. I'm thankful she has marked certain important places like the house, townhall, theatre, university, etc. Because I'm not that good in reading maps.

I take a pencil and draw a route from the house to townhall.

That's only a mile! I'm so glad I don't need a car to get to the center of the city in time.

I take a bag and I put my phone, keys and map in it. I lock the house and start walking in the right direction, stopping every now and then to admire these completely new surroundings.

I arrive at town square and make my way inside the big building, that I think must be the townhall. After a lot of asking I finally arrive at the right person and after more asking and more questions and putting signatures on official papers, I'm ready to go.

She asked me if I already had found a job and I told her that I had found a parttime job in the supermarket, that Mrs. Blake was so kind to offer me.

Walking towards the big exit doors, I see a flyer on the big board to my right that gets my attention. It's yellow and it says:

Afternoon Art Classes

Sign up now!

Interesting.

I take a flyer of the board and decide to take it with me.

I walk outside again, relieved that I had gotten that over with. I was so tired and I just wanted to get some sleep. I stop walking when I hear shouting behind me.

I curiously turn around and see three people standing there.

'What is your freaking problem with me?!'

One of them is a girl, she has a dark skin and long dark brown hair. She must be somewhere inbetween nineteen and twenty-four. She is wearing a shirt with the American flag on it. It's short and reaches just under her breasts. She's wearing dark jeans and high, black pumps.

It's clear she has her own clothing style and she's not afraid to show it.

She's shouting and she looks angry.

'Don't touch me!'

Another woman shouts hysterically. She's not special. Just an average woman. She looks like she's somewhere in her fifties.

The other person, a man. Just stands by and watches.

'What did I do to you?! Huh? God, I'm so sick of this!' The girl yells frustrated.

'Mark! Get that heretic away from me!' The woman shouts at the man, who doesn't know what to do.

'Heretic?! Seriously? It's always the same! Always the disgusted looks and the whispering. I'll tell you what I am. I am a person! Just like you! I'm not a Satanist or a heretic, you're just racist!' She looks like she could start crying any second now. And I want to help her. I know how she feels.

'You will go to hell.' The man growls angry.

She can't take it anymore, I can see it in her face. She wants to say something back, but then she turns around and starts running.

I want to go after her, tell her it'll be okay, but all I can do is stare at that woman in disgust and anger.

I hate her. She's an awful person, how can you treat someone like that? She reminds me of my grandmother.

I want to hurt her, she needs to pay for what she has done.

She turns around, looking in my direction now.

My heart is pounding fast and I struggle to breathe. My vision starts to become blurry and I just want to húrt her.

When her angry expression turns into a shocked one, it's like I'm hit by a big wave of cold water. I need to stop, I need to calm down. I close my eyes and try to shake it off.

I open my eyes, to look if the woman is okay.

She doesn't move, she just stares at me.

Oh crap. Cover your eye, Kamira! I tell myself. Hastingly I try to put my hair in front of my green eye.

Too late.

The woman looks at me, surprised.

'Freak' She mumbles, but I hear her.

Ouch. I gasp and look at her. I open my mouth and close it again, immediately.

I look at the ground and turn around.

I walk away as fast as I can.

I just walk.

I don't know where I'm going

Just keep walking

Do not stop

Step by step.

My feet keep moving.

I'm lost.

Where the hell am I?

I'm panicking.

I see a small pond and I fall on my knees next to it.

A tear wells up in my eye.

I knew it. I should never have come here. It's just the same as it was at home. People despise me, and they should. I could've killed that woman.

'You're a monster, a freak. Your mother was right when she said you should've never been born.' The voices say.

No. No. Shake it off.

Breathe. I cross my legs and breathe deeply in and out. Nothing happened. Right?

I need to calm down, so I try to block everything out, I try to make my mind clear.

I don't know for how long I sit there like that. But it's a while before I start thinking again.

'Concentrate, Kamira. You need to find your way back home.' I say to myself.

I look around and see grass, trees, flowers, bushes, a small path. Oh look, a bench.

This looks a lot like a park.

The map. I look for the map in my purse.

Luckily, it's still there. Park...

There are more than ten parks in Sarlight Shores. I should've known.

I have no idea what park this is and no idea what it might be.

Come on. Get up.

I stand up, but I feel weak, my legs are shaking.

'Miss, are you alright?'

I freeze. That voice. I know that voice.

'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.'

The girl says when I don't react.

My eyes..

I pull my hair in front of my green eye and finally allow myself to look up.

It's the girl from earlier.

She kneels down next to me, I still haven't found the right words to say.

'I'm sorry if I'm bugging you, you just seemed so upset.' She says, concerned.

Then, cautiously, she looks at me.

'I'm Tae.'