Trusting the forbidden

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"Lisa didn't see him either", said Amy with her perfect australian accent and I turned and sat with a disappointed look on my face. Actually I was expecting it. "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know. But for now I think I must go, I'm here for two days and your mother must have freaked out.", I said as a good teenager.

"You're probably right, but text me when you want me to come to the Festival.", she said winking and I nodded.

I got home and called Diego, I had to make sure that everything was okay for tonight. In three hours I had to be at the Festival. But I don't really know how I'm going to reach the school and I'm wondering how the teachers let them to organise it there.

I put on my white jumper with a black scarf, my favourite blue-jeans and my black Vans. I wore my hair a long ponytail and put a little make-up on. I texted to Amy and told her to come home, so we could take the bus together to go to school for the Festival.

When she came home we left immediately. When we started walking to reach the bus a black BMW stopped us. Tyler got out of the car and grabbed us into it.

"Are you comfortable girls?", he asked us laughing.

"Let us go!", I said with a calm but stong voice. 

"Oh, no! You have to take us to your sweet boyfriend, we don't want to be trapped. We want them trapped", he said and smiled dirty. He started the car and rolled up the car windows. Amy looked scared and I text Diego to take the half hobos at the gymnastic hall to wait for us from the front door. I wasn't good at improvisation but when there was a need I had a plan. 

When we reached school, we met the other first class and I drove them at the front door of the gymnastic hall. The school was full of people, some hobos and some..normal ones. The first class got into the gymnastic hall hoping that they'd trap hobos. There was a big silence as they were trying not to be perceptible. The room looked empty but the emptiest it looked, the fullest it was. We heard loud steps and then I heard his voice, his silky, amazing voice. But now he wasn't happy and soft, it was cruel and stable. 

"Looking for something?", said Peter smirking. 

"Actually, no! We have already found it and the help of your sweet girlfriend was very very useful.", said Tyler and caressed my cheek. Peter looked at me with his deep green eyes which I couldn't stand and gave me a stern gaze. I wish I weren't there!! I couldn't stand him looking at me with such an odium. I wish Peter could understand why I did it and forgive me.

"Too late", said Peter and smiled cruelly. "You have nowhere to go, I'm really sorry you know." 

"I'm really sorry too. I told Rose that if she told me the truth we wouldn't harm anyone. But you see, she  lied!", said Tyler and my eyes widened. What did he mean? How could he figure it out? "And don't worry, I won't forget those who betrayed me either.", he said and looked Diego and Anthony and raised his eyebrows with an ironic tone when he saw their face expressions. Peter crouched his eyebrows and looked worried.

The door opened behind hobos with a loud noise and a first class guy came in.

"We have a squealer!", said the boy and grabbed someone and brought him inside. It was a fair boy I had seen before with Peter. He had to be his friend but he was younger than him I can guess. 

"Oh, what a surprise? Well, let's not waste our time, should we?", said Tyler and made a gesture. The lights turned off and I heard a loud sound. Then someone took me by the hand. I screamed sturdily but the hand which was holding me didn't hesitate. 

People were hitting me, someone step on my foot, someone else punched me, accidentally I hope, on my neck. I couldn't see anything, the only thing I knew was that someone was holding my hand and was taking me outside. I was grateful to that person, apart from the fact that this could be Tyler. I could hear screams and someone shouting. That was it, hobos had lost and it was my fault. Someone  pushed me and I fell and felt my head hurting me so much that a darkness filled me in.

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I left from Amy's place and started running until I got home. I couldn't believe what I had done! I'm an awfwl person. The hobos lost the battle and it was my fault. Peter is probably injured or something.

I opened the door but there was a bad silence that I didn't like. I got upstairs and when I opened my room's door I heard a giggle from my mother's bedroom. The door was quite opened and the first face I saw was Austin's. I didn't got in but he saw me. 

"Rose, you're here. Come on, come on. Surprise!", he said and when he opened the door I saw my mum hugging a man tight and laughing together. When he faced me I recognised those eyes, cause I had the same. I froze and he looked at me with a real look but for a reason I can't explain, I left the room. I heard steps behind me and tried to run faster but two hands grabbed mine and stopped me.

"NO, LEAVE ME ALONE", I said trying to make him let me go but I failed.

"Rosy", he whispered with his perfect silky voice he always had, "I'm sorry, let me explain.", he said and I turned with all my strength and faced him.

"No, Oscar! I'm not a little girl anymore! Actually, I've got nothing to do with that little girl you knew, that little girl you left.", my voice broke to the word 'left' but I didn't care. He can't show up whenever he wants asking for us to take him back. My mum showed up behind the door and started crying. She was so selfish, I couldn't handle it.

"Oscar?", he whispered looking down.

"It will be really difficult to call you dad again.", I whispered too and walked away.

I closed the door behind me and tried to think a place to go. I started running with tears on my cheeks. I didn't care who was watching me or that I could be hit by a car. I wouldn't cry for him again or would I? I stepped on a rock and fell down on my knees. I took my face in my hands but I couldn't stop crying until two hands touched my shoulders. I looked up and saw Anthony puffing in front of me.

"It's okay.", he said and hugged me like he knew what I was passing through. We stood there, in the middle of the street. After five minutes he took my hand and we walked for a little bit and then we got into a house. I didn't trust him but I guess in the situation I was, I didn't care.

There was a beautiful garden with a lot of flowers and small benches. At the other side there was a hammock where we sat. There was a big silence between us. I was looking the wall in front of me  saying nothing. I was content that he didn't say anything either. 

"My dad left us too.", suddenly he spoke looking down. I turned my face and looked at him surprised. "Yeah, when I was six.", he said still looking down with a ironic smile on his face. "We didn't know why.", he said shaking his head. "He came home when I was thirteen. I didn't want him because he had hurt me so much when he left us. So, I told him that I hated him.", he said griping his lips with rage and curling his fingers into a punch. "I wasn't speaking to him, I wasn't looking at him at all, until the day he was shot. I didn't prevent to say 'I love you' to him.", his eyes was filling with tears and pain, "I didn't prevent to say anything to him.", he said and wiped his tears. 

"I'm sor-", I whispered.

"Don't! ", he said and looked at me with an agry but serious look, "I mean, don't waste your time like this.", he said and gave me a sweet smile."Believe me, I know how hard it is but just don't make the same mistake I did. Take as time as you need but don't forget how much he loves ya an' how much ya love him." , I stood there saying nothing about his story. I didn't know that he has passed so much. 

I stayed at his place and we chatted and got along. He's really cool and I'd like to keep in touch with him. 

Now what am I going to so with my dad?

Heellooo there fellows :D Hope you liked the next chapter!!! What do you think about Anthony's story? Isn't it sad?

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