Runaway Man

Chapter 25: Sugar Coated Revenge

Chapter 25: Sugar Coated Revenge 

Going to school after arguing with Diana didn't sound smart and quite frankly: it wasn't. Never in my life had I felt so self-conscious walking down the locker corridor with my hands stuffed into my pockets. I was really scared because after having breaking my phone (by slamming it into the wall), I didn’t know if Diana had tried contacting me after the incident. I didn't know how she felt about this whole situation and that terrified me the most.

I always seem to get into arguments.

Flicking my weave, I opened up my locker and retrieved some of my belongings that I had abandoned over the weekend and when I shut it, a ghastly face met my eyes. Out of all the days, it had to be today... maybe she had planned this or something.

Linda Daniels.

Often, I would catch her icy eyes glaring at me from a distance but today, they were right up against my face. As was the rest of her. I gulped and forced myself to examine her, noticing the indigo flecks randomly dotted around her irises. Her skin had a light layer of acne poking through, meaning that she either had really bad foundation or she wasn't wearing any.

Suddenly, I felt her claw swing at me like a vulture and she tightly gripped my neck. Sweat dribbled down my face and a rainfall of kicks pelted onto my body. I wriggled in her hold but she was holding me too securely that I would either choke or hurt myself badly if I resisted any more than I already was.

She backed a rhetorical question, "Who do you think you are, bitch?" With my face turning from pale to purple, I made myself stare into her eyes sternly to make myself stronger. There was a foreign emotion in them... distress? That emotion faded and her guard was back up. Curiously, I tried to raise my hand to ask for an opportunity to speak however, she squatted it down.

Her grip loosened briefly but tightened again and I was sure that I was going to choke to death. I hadn't imagined myself dying that way. I always wanted to pass away sitting on a rocking chair under a night sky.

Then, she let go of my neck completely but this meant that I still couldn't flee. In my mind, I was just praying that someone would come along and save me... even Mr King seemed ideal at this moment in time because honestly, there was a burning sensation on my neck under her hands and the bruises were pounding.

"You stole my man and friends," Linda blurted out angrily, "Why?" Instantly, my eyebrows raised in a shocked manner. I had stolen her friends... her man? Waaaaait.... slow down. One new piece of information at a time please.

"I stole your man?" I questioned.

"Yes," Linda hissed, "Last night he broke up with me saying that he didn't fancy me anymore." I had to look at her again because I wasn't sure whether or not she was being serious. I knew she was talking about Joey but other than that, I was completely clueless on what she was on about. I had been ignoring him, especially over the last few days and it had been going well.

"Well, I didn't know that, but how has that got anything to do with me?" I said with a lightened tone. Instantly, I regretted the words as they came out of my mouth and I probably deserved a massive nudge in the ribs for saying that.

"Because..." Her school bag lifted up into the air for a swing at my face and I closed my eyes (like that would help anything), hoping that at least she'd get it over and done with quickly and that she wouldn't break any of my fragile bones. 

But the blow never came.

Frightened, I opened my eyes not to see Linda... but Diana. She smiled at me sorrowfully and hooked onto my wrist, pulling me away from the lockers. She didn't say anything until we had moved department of the school and once we did, we stopped moving and she grinded me to a halt by putting both of her hands on my shoulders.