Mutare Stabit

I: Missing In Action Part 1

DISCLAIMER AND WARNING: ALL OF THE NAMES INVOLVED IS NOT RELATED TO ANY ACTUAL PERSON, PLACES, OR EVENTS. IF SO, IT'S PURELY COINCIDENTAL AND NOT MEANT TO OFFEND ANYONE CONTAINS EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, ALCOHOLISM, SUICIDE, Etc.

Jenna

On the last day of December 1994

"Screw school and everything," Harry grunted after been mistreated in his so-called Wisdom High School that only had study sessions on New Year's Eve in America.

I was watching television with him and laughed, "Feeling cranky, sweetie? Here. Let me change the channel to a romance movie." She sarcastically remarked.

"Really funny, Jen." Harry closed his eyes as the loud television echoed through their empty house.

The birds were chirping amidst their loud talking and shadow of the pine tree danced on the wet floor.

The smell of his smelly armpits filled the entire living room and I pinched my nose. "Can you please go to bath?! You smelled like garbage. Seriously."

"Shut up. I just came back from that hell of a ride. Give me a break."

I rolled her eyes and glared at Harry, "How's school? Got any girlfriend yet?"

He grunted and answered, "Really funny, Jen. You know I'm single since 1st grade, right? And that asshole Tade keeps getting in a fight with me."

"Wow. I'm shocked..." I smirked and said, "Tade? Everyone loves Tade, right? That damn rich ass guy from New York who came like a shining star and get all of the girls in town with barely anything left behind. Let alone that grandma from down the street."

Harry opened his eyes and was a little bit stunned as his eyes widened, "Grandma? You mean that grandma who used to-"

I swiftly closed his mouth, "Do not say THAT here!"

"Then don't." Harry rise up to his feet and said, "We moved here last year. What else could go wrong? We had been doing this thing since I was like... I don't know. Eight?"

"Six. To be exact. Where are you going? I thought you wanted to rest." I said as Harry walked to the stairs.

"Bath. You said I smelled like shit and garbage and stuff."

"Fine. Go. Enjoy your bath asshole."

Harry

Her annoyance was made clear by the sound of a distant grunt.

What a hypocrite. She was always like that. Back when I was 6, she used to neglect me. Leaving me in that empty scary house in Arizona with a nasty babysitter that almost kidnapped me. Pathetic, to be honest.

As the warm water filled the bathtub, I watched outside the window. A house owned by Gemz. One of my classmates who had an issue with her parents.

There were some rumors I had heard about the girl just a few hours ago, involving alcohol and abuse.

The water finally touched my bare feet and closed the pipe as I dived into the bathtub. The water was really warm and cold at the same time.

I lay down in the clear water and closed my eyes. The heat of the water reacted with the coldness of my face. My blood was rushing differently to normal.

I moved and tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't open, as if someone was holding them shut. 

I kicked the edge of the bathtub and the water splashed onto the floor. "HELP!" I screamed but not a word came out.

I put both of my hands on the side of the slippery bathtub and rose from my half-paralyzed body. The water was dropping from my bare chest while my hands can finally move and wiped my face.