CHOKER

Volume 19: Your forced empathy

(edited)

~Ana's P.O.V + memory~

My body lifted off of the ground as my red boots collided with the puddle.

"When I'm not with you I lose my mind," I repeated, trying to mimic the man's voice from the movie.

I kept on jumping into puddles as the cold fall rain hit the ground. Before I could jump another time I was pushed into the mud of my front yard. My yellow coat was now blanketed in the gooey brown mess known as mud. My once pale skin was coated in the watery brown print. I got out of the mud and whipped the remains from my face.

"Why would you do that?!" I yelled pointing an accusing finger.

"Because you'll look prettier that way," he said obnoxiously. I puffed my rosy cheeks out and balled my tiny fist, stepping to him.

"Listen, hotshot, I don't know who the heck you are-"

"Analise Woods! You made yourself all dirty! Such a stupid, clumsy girl!" My mother yelled before I ran over to her. She turned my head roughly by my little chin before she pushed me away. She pinched the bridge of her nose annoyingly before yelling for me to go take a shower. The tears burned my eyes as I stormed upstairs to my room. My once shiny red boots were tracking mud around the house. I could hear my mother grumble more as I went upstairs.

I ran into the bathroom and took off my raincoat. The tears came rushing down my face as my cheeks burned. The once clear tears were now tinted brown. I wiped the tears from my face and took off my socks.

" I never knew your mother would explode like that, she seems like she's shit," a voice said. I looked up at the smirking guy that pushed me into the mud. He wore a white button-down shirt with a small black tie and lose black jeans. He walked over to me as our eyes met. I could feel my heartbeat faster in my chest. He took his thumb and brung it across my cheek.

"A girl shouldn't be looking like that going to a wedding," he said with a toothy grin. His brown hair fell messily over his eyes as I got closer to his face. His warm minty breath tickled my pale forehead. The closer I got the more I could get a view of the faint freckles that were scattered about in his nose.

"I'm not sure when I'll be able to see you again. My father has a thing for your mother, so I will hopefully see you soon. I know he wants to screw her," The guy told me as I tilted my head in confusion.

"Screw her..? What is that?" I asked as his grin dropped from his face.

"You're too, young," he said before going behind me and unzipping my dress.

"No, I want to know what it is!" I said protesting.

"You're too young right now, perhaps I'll show you when we're old enough and in love," he said stepping away from me.

"You can handle the rest on your own," he told me before pressing his lips on my forehead and walking away.

"You didn't need to kiss me!" I yelled after him.

"I wanted to!" he yelled back before I felt my cheeks go pink.

Who was that guy?

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"I told you to put your hair in pigtails Analise! Listen some time!" She whispers yelled into my ear. She harshly pulled and yanked at my hair until they were formed into two perfect pigtails with bows.