The Tomboy Is Back

Chapter 3

"Ashton?" Luke yelled when he saw me.

I squeezed my eyes shut because he yelled so loud. Alec smacked him upside the head and said, "Dude shut fuck up." He turns to look at me with concern in his eyes. "Are you o-"

"Don't look at me that way." I snapped. Why does he act like he cares now? Does he just not remember bullying me or something? "I don't need your concern. Now why are you guys here?"

They looked at each other then they looked at me. Alec said, "What are you doing here?"

"Well obviously I was trying to find a peaceful place to cry and get away from my father." I would rather say father than dad.

The concern went to both of their eyes. Ugh. "Well the reason we are here is because we come here all the time to spray the walls..." He motioned to the walls, "And it looks like you saw them already?"

"Yea..." I pointed to the red X "This made me mad and sad so that's why I'm crying..." Why the fuck are you telling them this!! My mind yelled.

"Oh...well we'll cheer you up!" Luke exclaimed.

"We will?"  "You will?" Me and Alec said at the same time.

"Yea," He threw a blue and black spray can at me and a grey and white one at Alec. That left pink and purple for Luke. "You will join us in graffiting this wall...if that's a word..." While Luke went off into his thoughts in finding out if "graffiting" is a word, Alec helped me up and said, "He will be here for a while so let's get started." When he let go of my hand it left a tingling feeling in my hand. 

"You coming? Or are you going to stare at your hand all day?" Alec said stoned faced. I nod and wonder why hes nice yet so cold. I didn't get to analyze longer, because he turned around to started to look for a wall to spray paint. 

I looked around for a space to start spraying, but not finding one. I look around to see where the guys were spraying, but to only find Luke and no Alec. Whelp, he's probably on one of the other walls somewhere. I walk around the house seeing the door open. I decide to walk inside and find a clean wall to spray. The more I look around, the more I realize how destroyed this house is and how devastated the family must have been. I don't remember this happening. Must have happened while I was gone...

My curiosity getting the best of me, I walked around to see what I thinks a kitchen and living room. Continuing to search, I find a staircase, or whats left of it. Curiosity completely taking over, I look around to try and find a safe way up, but when have I ever been safe?

I slowly step up the remaining steps, distributing my weight evenly, until I'm almost to the top of the stairs. But to my luck, the top half of the steps were gone. Crap. 

I look around for a way to get up and find a hole in the wall big enough for my hand to fit into to be able to pull myself up, hopefully. I slowly and carefully stand on my toes and reach to try and grab the hole in the wall. Getting a good grip, I pull myself up as far as I can with only one hand to try and grab the floor of the second floor. Fixing my grip on the floor, I move my left hand from the wall to the floor and pull myself up the rest of the way. Slowly standing up, I make sure that the floor won't give out on me. Luckily, it didn't. 

Dusting myself off, I start to explore the sad looking upstairs. I slowly walk around for a little while, not going into any of the rooms, until my eyes land on a certain door. On the door was a metal, now rusted, spaceship drilled into the door. Most likely means that this was a kids room...

Not having to turn the door knob since...there wasn't one, I pushed the door open to have an annoying creaking noise follow. I slowly walk in, scared of what I'm going to find. I walk in and gasp. There were destroyed, from the fire, toys and a bed shaped like a spaceship. There were other objects that I couldn't recognize anymore. 

Knowing that there was a young little boy that had to watch his house that he was growing up in get destroyed by a tragic fire accident. I wonder where he is now...

I walk towards what looks like a desk to see if I can find anything. I don't know why I want to find something, to make me feel better or for something else, I didn't know. But all I knew was that I wasn't going to leave till I did. 

Rummaging through the desk, I end up finding nothing. Well, nothing that wasn't already burnt from the fire. Getting ready to leave before I start to cry, I see something shine from the moon light coming through the holes in the ceiling. I carefully get on my knees, wary of the floor going out from under me, and look under the bed to see what was shining. It was another metal spaceship...and a metal box?

I grab both, eager to see what I found. Setting them in front of me, I notice that the box has a number passcode on it. Of course it does. My luck. I'm about to try and guess the passcode when I notice someone standing at the door for who knows how long. 

My head snaps towards the door to find Alec standing, watching me. I quickly stand up, shoving the box and spaceship into my school bag. I don't know why, but I've always been afraid of him. He was one of the main people who bullied me, but I've changed now. So, why am I still terrified of him? 

I open my mouth to try and explain myself but he cuts me off. "Her name was Sky. She was 8. She didn't deserve to die like the way she did." He said. Showing no emotion what-so-ever. So, it was a girl. Not a boy. But her name sounds familiar...

"I believe you. H-how do you know her exactly?" Did I just stutter? 

"We knew her family. Luke and I. She was a shy girl that would take a telescope to the park at midnight with her dad and their dog Comet." He said, still showing no emotion. 

"She seemed like a nice girl." I say, not really knowing how to reply.  

"She was, so why are you stealing from her." His gaze fixing onto my bag on my back. 

"I didn't think she would mind since she's...you know..." I say, scared of his reaction. 

"You could steal from anywhere in the house, but you chose this room, a little girl's room who died, and even after I told you about her." He said advancing towards me. "She was a sweet girl with a stutter and one blind eye. Are you still going to steal from her?" He says practically growling. 

Sky Shae Shillton. An 8 year old girl with a stutter and one blind eye, the other one dark blue. Petite figure, blonde hair that was basically white that went all the way down to her knees. Loved space and probably knows more about space than anyone in the world, and most likely smarter than anyone to ever be in grade 3. 

"Oh yea. I remember her." I say looking up at him with a stern look. "She saved my life."

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updated 4-21-18