The Virus (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3: Ian

Hello guys... I don't even think there's people that's reading this...

I was cleaning the bathroom last night.

But, I fell asleep.

I had a dream.

I was sitting in a corner, on an empty street, with trash cans beside me and a street cat looking at me. Then, a sweet old lady went pass us and saw the cat. She pitied It and fed It, but as she saw me, she stared and muttered " Filthy." Then went past me, like I was no more than a cat. Then, people started to come and starts punishing me and pushing me and slowly killing me, part by part. I started fading, disappearing, but at the last moment, I saw Ian. He was stretching out for me, and like an angel, he was glowing. But then, another teen with Ian's same age started reaching out for me, trying to help me. I hesitated on reaching Ian's hand, but it was to late, I faded away... The last thing I saw was the two of them fighting.

They were fighting.

Fighting because of me. I was the cause.

"Wake up, dumbass!"

My eyes shot open. And saw fat David standing in front of me, looking very angry.

"I told you to clean the bathroom, doesn't mean you'll use your drool! Now get outa my house and go learn some stuff!"

"What?" I still feel dreamy.

"GO TO SCHOOL! YOU LAZY PIECE OF CRAP!"

Oh.

I get up, looking at my own reflection in the half-broken mirror. I slept in the bathroom, lying on the bathtub. Ugh, my neck hurts. My hair is ruined and my clothes... I feel a need to change my clothes right now. So I go to my small room and grabbed a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I quickly changed and combed my hair back to normal. Ow! It's all entangled together. I go to the half-washed bathroom and splash water over my face. I feel completely refreshed now. I look at my watch. Oh. Good thing there's still like 15 minutes till school starts, so I have to rush to there. Ugh.

"Hey you haven't make breakfast for me! I'm hungry!" I hear fat David growling, asking for food. Jeez, he already has a fat belly, can't he be on a diet or something? I quickly get cereal from the cupboard and a jar of milk, pour them into a big bowl and put it in front of David. "Here." I say roughly and went out. "Hey! HEY! It's not enough for me! You own me a goody meal..." I barely hear him shouting, but I'm just gonna pretend I hear nothing. Seriously, he needs a diet sometime. Well, veggies are always good.

I run along the streets, pushing people beside. "Oh, sorry! Oops, my fault." It sure is crowded with people going to work.

I reached school and quickly ran up the stairs, knocking on the door, with everyone looking at me and whispering. "She's late again." I heard. What?! The last time I'm late was last month! They're obviously gossiping about me again. I give them a stare and say, "I'm sorry I'm late, Miss." The teacher asks me to sits next to Ian, which I was relieved.

"Hey, Brooke." Ian says to me with a smile. I smile back and greet him, sitting down.

~~~school ends~~~

Ian asks me, "Hey, can I hang out at your place for the project?"

"Um, Ian?"

"Yes?"

"If I tell you something, can you promise me not to tell anyone?"

"Of course I won't. You can trust me." Ian replies with a smile.

"You see... My parents are dead." I whisper.

Ian seems not at all surprised. "And?"

"Um, I went to the orphanage for a few months and now I live with my uncle."

"I'll tell him I won't bother him. Don't worry, you look nervous."

"I have to do all the works for him."

"It's ok, Brooke. Let's go." I start to feel angry.

"No! We can't go to my place! At all! He's a drunk uncle! You can't go to my place, ok? You CAN'T GO. UNDERSTAND?And I have to go now. He'll beat me..." My tears start coming, but I try staring at one place and force it back.

Ian starts to look worried. "Brooke..."

"I... I have to go now." And I quickly turned away and ran. I mustn't let him see me crying.

Bye guys... ;-; Kinda sad.