Voice of The Past (Completed)

4.

The next morning I got ready for school and went quickly without saying goodbye. 

When I got to school I didn't look at anybody or talk to anybody. I still felt their stares. Their horrible stares. Oh, how I hate them. Five days passed me by like this. I didn't see the blondy at all. But I started to calm down. 

One day on my way out of school I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see the blond pig who hadn't been around for the last five days. He looks a bit serious. I look at him. He looks at me. Neither of us say a word. After a few seconds i decide to break the silence.

-What do you want, blondy? – I say in the most distant voice I can muster.

- Hello. – Huh? That's kind of weird. Maybe he's not in the mood to talk... He takes my hand and starts walking forward. Pulling me.

-What are you doing? I need to go home. –

-Don't ask questions. – Why is he being this way? What a jerk. He doesn't show up for five days and then suddenly poof here he is. 

He leads me out of the school. Down the streets. I watch as the cars and the people pass me by. The restaurants lighting up the streets. I look forward toward the pig that wont let me go. After a while we stop on some random street.

- This should be a good place. – He looks around like he's trying to make sure no one followed us or something.

-For what? – He doesn't answer. But keeps looking around.

- Listen. I'm sorry I didn't come earlier. But I was scared to approach you. Because you seemed so... distant. – He's looking at me strangely... I-is he concerned?

- I don't care. I didn't miss you. I was happier when you were gone – I realize he's still holding my hand. My face gets warm, i can tell i' m blushing. He grins.

- Oh, really? It doesn't seem that way to me. – He starts laughing. Jerk.

- I cant be here. I need to go home or my mom will freak out. She worries too much.- He lets go of my hand.

-Ok see you tomorrow. – He winks at me. Then starts walking away.

When I get home my mom isn't there. That's unusual. At least I don't have to deal with her. I go to bed even though its not dark yet. I' m so tired. That pig wastes my energy.

 At some point during the night something wakes me up. Hm? Whats that? I hear something. I think its from the kitchen. I get up. I walk to the kitchen door. I hear crying noises. It's my mother. My father did something again. I wonder if it was with the secretary this time. The only reason my mom tolerates this is because he makes a lot of money and she cant get a job... 

I go back to sleep. I don't care about her. Let her suffer.

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Hope you enjoyed! Sorry that the chapters are kind of short lately.

The picture on this chapter is how blondy looks ;)