Chapter 6
I was in a dark room, with a couple of lanterns. I tried to move, but I found that I was chained to the wall. How the hell did I get here I thought to my self. It didn't matter. A man walks in. He is big, about six feet tall and massively built. He was bald and had a suit on. And looked familiar. I don't know here I would have seen him before, but I just couldn't place it. Those thoughts soon vanishes and he runs to me and slugs me in the face. I scream in pain, but. I sound comes out. He punches me again, and again each sending waves of agony through me. In my chains I try to wiggle away from the blows. This seems to stop him. But only for the moment, me then gets the keys and undos the shakes. I don't know whether to thank him or curse him. I don't have any time to chose either: he get my arm and snaps back the elbow. I feel the pain alright, but thankfully I black out...
My head snaps up and I see light streaming through my windows. I'm breathing heavily, not sure what to do. From head to toe I am drenched with sweat. I toss aside my sheets and get into the shower. The warm drops that pelt me soothes me. I try to make sense of what happened. All I can figure out is that I have no injuries and I am not in any pain. So I figure it must have been a dream. A hell of a dream. No not a dream, a nightmare. But why one of those? I've never gotten them before, why now? Ugh, life just seems to get harder and harder as it goes on. No wonder Mr. Wolf is always cranky. I force myself to cease the endless supply of hot water and grab a towel. Tying it around my waist I see myself in the mirror. Man I got some abs! I walk out and go through the routine. By the time we get to school I'm finally thinking straight. But I don't know what to do. I'm certainly not going to tell my mom, that wouldn't help me. But I couldn't tell Rose either. It's too early to unload all of my problems. I walk into math to find Rose already there and working. I sit down in my seat. "Hey, how are you doing?" I ask. "Pretty darn good, although I don't really understand the math today." That voice inside my head goes on again *oh, here is your opportunity. Tell her how, ask her if she wants help today after school* again I try to shake it out. There was no way I was going to ask her to got to the library to meet me for math. We met yesterday! I still offer to help her though. "Would you like me to show you how?" "Yes, I would love that" Is it just me or did she emphasize the word love? Hm I may never know. She continues, I don't have any time during school, would you meet me at the library today after school?" Wow, that voice in my head is uncanny. "Sure, I'll meet you there. We have seventh period together, and I'll show you how to get there." On Tuesdays I have to walk home because my mom works late. She won't mind if I'm a bit late. After the bell rings that dismisses us, we walk out and say our goodbyes. Despite what I thought of it, I could stop thinking about our meeting at the library today after school.
