KING FOR A DAY (A Pierce The Veil Fan Fiction!) ON HOLD

Chapter Three

            What have I done? Did I just kiss my best friend? Or was it also just a dream?

            I can feel my heart beating so fast and I hurriedly went out of the Preciado’s properties. I don’t know but the aftershock of the kiss is really different. My feeling is like an erupting volcano in the middle of the city – it’s destructive. It can destroy lots of friendships in our group. Martha was already mad, what more would Chris be if he knew? I’m sure he’s gonna kill him and I can’t let him do that.

            What should I do now? Go home? It’ll haunt me when I lock myself in my bedroom.

            Not decided of where I should go, I walked away – away from Jaime, away from Chris, away from Martha, away from the girls, I just walked even if I don’t know where. I can see different stalls opening for their night job. I must be in the middle of the city, a place I’m not used to. Oh no.

            I kept on walking, occasionally looking behind me. Why do I get this weird feeling of being followed? I took my cream white sweater out of my bag and shrug it on me. The wind here is really chilling like Christmas Eve. Is it because I’m scared?

            I walked until my ankles hurt because of my shoes. This is bad.

            I went by a post light. A post! Like the one in my dream. I sat by it and removed my snicker from my left foot. I examine my ankles and it’s a little swollen so I massaged it repeatedly. Oh the pain. I closed my eyes shut, please get better, I have to walk. I put my shoe back to my foot and stand up. I’m not a weakling. I’m not a weakling. I repeat it over my head like a mantra. I started to walk again and stopped by a noodle house. I ordered a regular sized cup of noodles since the money left in my purse was just enough. As I receive the bowl of noodles, I dunk it to my mouth. It’s still warm but I finished it in just a few minutes. Now, I’m really thirsty. I counted the money left and it just enough, plus, I realized that I have to phone so I can go home. Why didn’t I bring my phone? This is freaking me out.

            I went outside to use the payphone and guess what?

            It’s out of service.

            Oh, why are the odds against me today? How can I go home now?

            I walk back and forth on the parking lot beside the noodle house. If Jaime didn’t kiss me, I should be scared of being alone; if Martha didn’t left Jaime, we wouldn’t end up kissing; if we didn’t left Chris’, they would be fighting about the song; and if Chris’ parents didn’t came, we’ll be staying there in peace. Where did everything went wrong? I shouldn’t blame the old folks for going home.

            I kept on walking back and forth by the lot. I take a deep breath. Steal the car! The voice inside my head was awaken by my fear. Steal the car and you can go home!

            “No! I don’t know how to drive!” I told myself.

            This is the only way!

            “No!” I didn’t know if I really just said it out loud.

            “Hello pretty lady! Who are you talking to?” a deep voice of a man calls out behind me.

            I whip my head to his direction. A silhouette of a slim guy is all I can see. He was standing back against the light from the post and I can’t recognize his face. The light reflects on his hair showing that he’s a brunet. A brunet? Is this...

            “Allison?” his voice sounds surprised.

            “Yes... Is that you, Billy?”

            He lets out an annoying sound of laughter, “What a luck! And what are you doing here, Princess? Looking for your prince?” So, this is where Jaime got all those majestic codenames.

            “I’ve already found him.” I lied. “In fact, I’m about to go at his house.”

            “Really? Well, I won’t let you.” I can imagine his eyes gleaming.

            What?

            “Well, I won’t waste my time on your tricks. Get out of my way!” I pushed him.

            The familiar sound of the pair of heels echoes on the ground. She’s here! She’s wearing her good old little skirt and her sleeveless top with a shinning pink shoal. God, her fashion taste is really disgusting. She sighs and starts to twirl the edge of her shoal on her index finger. What a flirt! I can see that her other hand is holding a lightened cigarette.

            “Oh, what do we have here Billy?” she speaks and I confirmed that this is really her.

            “A big fish, Carline. A mermaid.” He answers and grips on my fist.

            “Hey!”

            He pulls me to him and I can smell the hard liquor in his breath. Damn it! Do people in here even know how to brush their teeth? This guy is gross, I can say that. These two are my classmates since grade school and they’re the worst ones to be with. They’re bullies and they destroy anyone who gets on top of them. I’m quite sure that they hate me now.

            “Allison Davis?” oh, her wonder.

            “Who else?” Billy’s voice is too proud.

            “Do you know how long we have waited for this to happen? For you to be all alone by yourself, walking on the sidewalk and now you’re here. Why? Are you looking for trouble? Well, let me tell you that you got the best place for that.” She grins like evil and turns away. Billy forcefully pulls me and drags me to where Carline goes. I tried to get off from his grips but it just won’t do.

            “Let me go!”

            “Shut up, Princess, or I would forget about how honored I am to be with you right now!” he snarls at me and tightens his grip on my fist.

            “HELP!” I cried out. “Somebody, help me!” his big fingers claims my mouth.

            “Shut up!” he let goes but his fingers grips each other and he aims his fist to me. It happened so fast. First he was just closing his fingers, now I’m all blacked out. I’m still awake but my eyes are closed. I want to scream but all I can do is to cry silently and protect my face by my hand.

            This happened before.

            “Why didn’t you just died before you were born?”

            “You’re such a failure!”

            “Why didn’t you just die?”

            Suddenly, I can feel myself fall on the cold ground. There was a deafening silence and it sounds like when the heartbeat monitor has no more heartbeats to record. I feel numb but I can still feel the pain from my face. There are no more assaults that followed or perhaps it’s just because of my incapability to feel anything? There’s darkness that spreads from the edges of my sight. It’s eating me. It’s closing in. It’s like I was at the end of a tunnel and the light was at the other end. I can feel the rush of my blood pumping in my temple and all I can do is to give in.

            Allie, hold on. Allie...

[Author’s note:]

            Hello friends! What do you think happened next?

            I would really like to hear from you guys!

            Please comment what you can foresee of Allison!

            With love. // ~cerise