Once A Misfit

Chapter 4

10 Years Ago

" I can swing higher than you," my mom said sitting on the swing next to me.

"No, I could!" I countered back.

"Ready?" she asked.

"1,2... 3," we both said as we begin moving our feet foward and backward to give momentum to reach higher towards thre sky.

" I'm faster," I said against the wind.

" I can still catch you," mom called back.

She tried to reach for me with her hands and I screeched and swung higher. After a few minutes of staying high up in the sky I finally slowed and so had my mom. Slowly, our swings both reached the same pace and I reached for her hands, mine small and fragile fitting into her worn, hard lined hands.  

" I love you," she said looking out into the distance.

" I love you more," I said with a cheeky smile.

" I love you the most," she said and then let go of my hand and went back to sit on the bench.

I never knew how much of this was a lie.

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Now

The park is mostly deserted after 5 but I still go to the swings. In the distance I can see the basketball courts where people were smoking weed. I drop my backpack near the gates and approach the swings, slowly swinging but then going higher and higher into the sky. Being this high made me feel free from the problems that were written on my palm, I tighten my hands around the swing and look up at the sky. Cold air rushing through, leaves already turning brown, yellow, and red. Nature preparing for the worse with calm coolness. 

"So this is what you do afterschool?" he asked from below and I couldn't believe it. Ruin my moment now, the devil was back. So I do what I've been doing for a while now, ignoring. Ignorance is my new best friend.

Quickly getting the message I didn't want to be bothered, he sat on the swing next to me and propelled faster to reach my pace. I went faster, he went even faster. This was really starting to annoy me, talk about someone who was determined.

"So are you gonna answer my question?" he pondered.

I started to slow down and then got off the swing quickly leaving him to enjoy himself. I got my bookbag and then put on my headphones to stop hearing his voice. As I approached the park gates I felt a yank on my bookbag. I continued walking until there was another yank.

"What in the fucking world do you want Mason?" I yelled.

He just smiled.

"Fuck you," I seethed.

"Again you may, I grant you permission".

I just walked away.

However, this persistent bastard had other ideas. Like, following me everywhere. I turned up the music and Howl by Florence and the Machine started playing. I got to the second verse before, someone pulled my headphones off my ears.

Whoever else could it be?

Mason Cruz of course.

I took a deep breath. 

"What?" 

"I'm feeling bored here, talk to me," he said. Talk about desperation.

"I'm sorry I can't entertain you, I don't respond to bullshit," I said with a smile.

He smiled back and then pulled my headphones off. 

"Give it back," I said.

"Make me," he said holding it high up in the air. Ok so I wasn't that tall but this guy was towering. I tried to reach for it but it was impossible. So I punched his stomach which was just rock deflecting my attacks and hurting me instead. 

" Give it," I said with gritted teeth.

" Manners much?" he said enjoying himself.

I had to cough out please but I got it back.

Before I could put them back on though, he interrupted.

"Uh I don't think so, remember I said I want to talk to you?"

"Obviously I don't," I say.

" I don't think that's a good choice."

"Why?"

"Remember that talk at school?"

Ugh of course I remembered and how his hands were on me, I really needed to take a shower.

"Ok what do you want?"

" Your my personal slave for a week so I thought we would begin to know each other?"

"Yeah, really funny but not interested," I walked faster my building was right around the corner.

"Sorry, not your choice," he said.

" Whatever,"  I walked to my building going to the elevator.

He still followed me in. 

"Ok you know I'm not letting you inside my place, right?"

"I live here," he said getting out going into the apartment next to mine.

Oh shit, I was in deep trouble not only did this bastard make me his slave but live right next to me.

Someone help.

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