The Party At The Parade

Aaron's A Bitch

Little Jordan (Pov)

I told Miss Kawaii~Chan what was going on and she sent me to Miss Katelyn, who I also told, she and Sonja told me to go to Mr. Garroth and Tucker and said they'd handle it, but right now I'm in Mr. Garroth's lap crying because I can still hear them all yelling. Mr. Garroth has been trying to calm me down for about an hour as Tucker tried to calm down Tom and Zane.

"Hey, how about we take them to my house, it's across the street and I don't think it's good to have these kids listen to such foul language," Mr. Garroth suggested.

"Yeah, if we're here any longer I'm afraid we're about to witness something scarring," Tucker replied, picking both Tom and Zane up as they struggle to squirm out and get anything to beat Aaron with. Mr. Garroth gave Tucker a confused look. "Let me explain, Sonja is like Kawaii~Chan is to you, only three times as protective," Tucker said as we head to Mr. Garroth's house.

You could still hear the yelling but not as much as earlier. Tucker and Mr. Garroth put us down in a lounge room as one of them made sure that any weapon was out of Tom's and Zane's reach. Smart move. I could see the anger boiling inside both of them, this isn't going to end well.

"Umm... Garroth, who are these people?," ask a boy with brown hair walking in the room.

"These are Aphmau's friends and little Zane. We were about to have a backyard pretend wedding when Aaron came over a started being rude to Aphmau and the little one in red sunglasses, saying 'Oh it's un-natural and blah blah blahidy blah'," Mr. Garroth said.

"Okay, but what's with the blue haired one. He looks like he's about to snap someone's neck," the man said. He's not wrong, Tommy was very angry.

"That little mother fucking bitch ass little whore quim made Sparklez cry and god-fucking damnit I'mma fucking cripple him for doing so," Tom hissed as he glared out the window. Everything was silent, Tucker, Mr. Garroth, and No Name stood there wide-eyed and mouths open. Me and Zane were unfazed by it, when Tom's angry he curses, a LOT.

Tom sighed and walked over to me before bringing me into a hug, "No one ever gonna hurt my Sparklez," he says before kissing my cheek. I blush as the silence grew less tense.

"So you're upset that Aaron hurt Sparklez?" the man asked, Tom nodded. I heard gunshots rang through the streets, but they seem to not have. I broke the hug and ran out the door to see the horrible scene, Sonja on the ground clutching her right arm. Something snapped inside me. My right eye twitched as I grabbed a stray baseball bat on the yard. Anger flowed through me as I ran across the street. I swung the bat as hard as I could, it snapping in half over Aaron's head. He went down but not before one last shot, heading straight at Sonja's head. I leapt forward, shielding her from the bullet as it collided into my lower back. I landed on Sonja's legs, unable to move, my ears still ringing  from the noise from the gunshots, all I could hear was ringing and frantic screaming.

Sonja cradled me, repeating everything would be okay. I smiled trying to reassure I was okay as I heard the sirens coming closer. Soon enough, me and Sonja were traveling to the hospital as Aaron also was considering I most likely cracked his skull. Sonja said I'll be fine and said she'll try her best to avoid me getting needles. Well, let see how this falls together. I'll live, I know that for sure. I'll live as long as I have Tom, even if we're just friends.

Hey, I'm back. Who's pumped about Halloween. Tomorrow I'm gonna be a creepy doll, what about you guys? I'm both dreading and excited for November. 1. elections, sarcastic yay 2. my birthday, a real yay

Peace,

Jimma~