Neighbours with the bad boy

A Letter

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It had been a few days since the guys asked me to join the gang. I haven't spoken to them since. I've been avoiding them and that's why I'm sitting on my own at lunch today... Again.

I can't face them because I know they'll start asking me to join the gang again and my answer will still be no. I figured that if Brody is targeting me to get to Hunter then I should just stay away from Hunter and the rest of the gang and then that way, Brody won't want to get to me.

I sit behind the tree by the bleachers and eat my lunch in silence. I have done this for nearly a full school week, but somehow it felt different this time. I felt like someone was watching me. I look around the open space behind me and see no one. I look towards the school and see no one. That means, that if someone is watching me then they must be in the woods that my school backs on to. The woods that I'm sitting a couple of feet away from! What if it's Brody! What if he's trying to get me?! Having lost my appetite, I gather all of my things and get up to walk away from the tree and towards the school. As I stand up, I hear the sounds of a twig snapping. I turn around quickly and stare at the woods in front of me. Now I can hear breathing.

"Who is it!" I shout at the woods. No answer. Still breathing. "Hunter!" I shout at the woods again. Still no answer but still breathing. I think about whether I should say it but my brain doesn't tell my mouth to wait and I blurt out "B-Brody?" No answer but the breathing comes to a sudden halt. Realisation hits me and I pick up speed, running towards the school and never once taking my eyes of the school in front of me.

As I get to the doors, I yank them open and run in, not bothering to check if anyone is around me. I run and bump into a hard chest and someone grabs my shoulders, keeping me still. "GET OFF ME! LET GO! HELP! HE-" I look up to see Hunter staring down at me with panic. Everyone around us in the busy hallway stares at us.

"Poppy? What's wrong?" I stare at him, speechless. "Poppy? Speak to me please?" I look at him and shake my head and take off again. If Brody was in the woods and was free me and saw me with Hunter, he'd think I'm still involved with him and I'd still be in trouble.

I take off into the parking lot and get in my car. I still had two more lessons and a detention left with Mr.Asshole, my asshole teacher but I didn't want to stay there anymore. I started driving, I drove all the way home and stormed into the house. Slamming the door open and heading towards the stairs, I don't even look around the house until a voice from the living room interrupts me from my journey to my room.

"Poppy? What are you doing here sweetheart? You don't finish for another couple of hours?" My mom asks whilst she holds a cup of coffee and sits next to Mrs.Reid. I can't think of what to say so I think of the quickest thing that comes to mind.

"I don't feel so good, I have a um, a headache? Oh and a sore stomach, yeah ouch" I say to her almost like a question while I rub my stomach and give her an unconvincing look that says oh-no-I'm-so-sick.

"Oh gosh, that's terrible. Paula you're a doctor, why don't you see if you can tell what's wrong?" My mom gives Mrs.Reid a look that implies she wants Paula to see if I'm faking or not.

"Sure, why not!" Mrs.Reid gets up and walks towards me. I'm so fucked, she's going to be able to tell I'm lying to her if she's a fricken doctor! Mrs.Reid smiles at me and shoots me a wink before feeling my head. What the hell? She knows I'm lying and she's going to lie too?

She starts to feel my head and checking my tongue and doing all kinds of doctor things. "Ooh-hmmm-oh gosh! Well, it appears that Poppy is actually running a high fever, she should probably stay home for today, maybe tomorrow depending on her condition then. I think its a simple case of a stomach bug." She smiles at me and walks towards my mom.

"Oh no sweetie! Why don't you go and run yourself a nice bath and then go to sleep, I'll bring you up a bowl of my chicken soup" my mum asks me with concern all over her face. Whoo! My mom cooks the best chicken soup, Thank you Mrs.Reid! A bath sounds quite nice now.

I carry on walking up to my room and dump my bags on the floor by me bed. I get up and walk over to my en-suite and run myself a warm bubble bath. I place a big, fluffy towel on the radiator so it can get warm for when I get out the bath. I put my hair up in a messy bun and strip off. I put my clothes in the laundry basket and climb into the warm, bubbly bath.

I stay in the bath for about 20 minutes before I get out and pull the plug, letting all my stress drain away with the bath water. As soon as I open the door and walk back into my bedroom, I'm hit with a cold breeze coming from my now open window. I freeze on the spot. My window wasn't open before. My mom is still downstairs talking to Mrs.Reid and I didn't hear anyone come upstairs. I start to panic and start looking round for anything that might be missing. Nothing is missing but I find a note on my pillow.

I pick the note up with shaky hands and start to read it. My eyes well up with un-shed tears as I read over what it says:

Hello Poppy

How are you? I see you know my name now but don't think that you have any idea about me. You know my name, I know yours. Except, you don't know where I am, I know where you are. You don't even know what I look like, I could be anyone, I could be a friendly face in the street, I could be a dog walker in the park, hell, I could even be a customer in the ice cream shop. You have no idea Poppy, pathetic. If I were you I'd join that gang, wouldn't want anything happening to your family, especially your little brother Joseph.

Yours

Brody

Inside were photos of my little brother in kindergarten, photos of me, of my parents. This fucker is threatening my family! At this point I knew what I had to do.

I threw on a pair of shorts and a top and ran down the stairs with the note and pictures still in my hand. Luckily my mom wasn't there so she didn't question me. I ran out the door and across my yard. I ran to the door and knocked frantically.

"What? Wait, Poppy?" Hunter went from agitated to concerned in a matter of seconds.

I said nothing and gave him the note and pictures thrusting them into his grip. He looked at me and then at the letter. His face changed from concerned to angry and I said what I had to.

"I'm in"