I just have to get out.

Part 8

Stupidness indeed. How could I not even spot an Alleyway? Then again, it wasn’t marked as a path to the next street so it wasn’t partially my fault. Ethan still had my shoulder, in his grasp. Dislodging my arm from his grasp, I glared. “What do you think you are doing?! Why grab my shoulder?” Ethan just looked at me, with an ‘I-couldn’t-care-less’ look. “Listen, Ethan, wherever you want to go, then go. But don’t include me”

 I started to walk off, knowing he’d either call after me or catch up. He did the first option. “Yvonne! Listen, I just want to spend some time with you. Get to know you or something.. I understand that you don’t want to be bossed around or pushed around by anyone. But please? Let me have a chance,” He shouted after me, in a pleading voice, pleading me to come back. To understand what he wanted, whatever that was.

I turned back, out of pity more than anything. “Fine, we’ll take a walk. We’ll go down there and then we’ll walk round in a big circle, talking about things that you want to talk about. Deal?” I made the compromise just to make sure he was happy enough. Though for some reason, he seemed rather happy with me that I had made this decision. He happily complied with a nod and held out his arm, as if acting like a gentleman would help the situation.

I reluctantly took his arm, holding it gingerly as if it was a diseased root of tree or something. But, whatever I did to annoy him, it didn’t seem to bother him in the slightest way. Strange…

Then things changed. I don’t know why, I can’t remember why he suddenly stopped, grabbed my arm and practically threw me up on the wall. Images flew through my mind, thinking that it would be like last time. The last time I got scared and someone got hurt.  Words came to my lips, before leaving as soon as I went to speak. I found that Ethan, being the idiot that he is, had managed to pin me up against the wall and was now attempting to hold me still, since I’m no person that will sit back and enjoy the ride, so to speak.

I hit out, with my legs seeing as my arms were pinned to the wall by his. “ETHAN! What the HELL are you doing?!” I screamed in his face, kicking him (hopefully) where it mostly hurt males to hell. Seeing that I succeeded in giving a bit of pain, I watched him release his grip on me and double over. “Well, that’s what you get for trying something” I sneered at him, before taking my chance of running of, before he could grab hold of me. Again.  Ethan, pfft. Got what he deserved really. He had it coming to him if he tried. No wonder he was so ‘delighted,’ these thoughts came easy to me, making me smirk to myself. He did have to coming to him. Whether he liked it or not. 

I took off running, running down streets that I didn’t know off. Maybe I would still reach the same destination that I was hoping to go to. Back to Luca’s house. Back to Luca.  I raced past shops that I didn’t recognize, but somehow, I knew that I was going the right way. Don’t ask me how I knew I was going the right way, I just did. Weird… Oh well. I was still racing through the streets, not caring if he was following me. I wouldn’t look back, fearing that if I even stopped to look back he’d appear out of nowhere. Moving in and out of people, trying not to act like a bowling ball and knock into people

Seeming not to notice anyone anymore, I concentrated moving forward. Just when I thought it could get worse, I managed to stumble into a street I knew, which was handy. I hoped I had managed to lose Ethan, otherwise I’d be in a tangle.

Risking turning around and stopping for a bit, I searched the street, my eyes scanning the street as if it had something to keep from me. Weird though, I couldn’t see anyone that resembled the idiotic features of the brainless idiot who just tried to come onto me in the most stupid of ways. In a dark alley? Cliché much.