Destiny calls

11

*Some strong languages have been used. Please proceed with caution.*

"Are you girls okay?"

"Yes we are fine, thank you sir." 

" Anyway tell me if the guys keep troubling you."

"Okay. Thank you sir." 

Exits sir and enters Lynette.

"When did you get so close?"

"With whom?"

"Both."

"Well with sir, I guess yesterday. Did you know that he is just 25? And with Claire, today. Well, lets go now."

We all headed home. We talked all our way until we parted. Once we reached home she turned towards me, fidgeted a little and smiled. Well almost cried as well. After that out conversation continued or rather her monologue. All I did was nod my head throughout the conversation.

"I have always admired you, you know."

"Huh! What are you talking about? I don't have anything to admire about."

"You might not see it but its just that since the beginning of college I have only ever looked at you in awe."

"No, no, no. You must be mistaken. You are talking about Lynette right? She is really fierce and cool and has an air around her that's just scary but once you get to know her she is really nice."

"No I am talking about you Shimmer. You may not think that but you are really smart and kind and witty. And you have insane luck, okay maybe not insane but you are rather lucky. I admire you but I...also feel...kind of jealous sometimes."

"...but why?"

"I don't know from the first time I saw you I just felt drawn to you. Of course I didn't have the confidence to ssstart a conversation but honestly the aura you have around you makes me really relaxed and it feels really nice. Its so nice being draped by that warm positive energy."

"Do you like spiritual stuff? But wait first the important questions. You said he was your boyfriend right that lanky guy. But he is an asshole, who calls their girlfriend whore?"

"Aah...that" She started fidgeting with her hair and looked uncomfortable. I felt kind of guilty forcing her to say things that made her so uncomfortable but I needed to hang on cause that info would be crucial for me to understand her a little better. "...that was because I technically am I guess."

"What do you mean by 'Technically I am'?"

"I told you about my dad right? So, I kind of got into an argument with him and I left home without thinking. I had lived a sheltered life so I didn't have any place to stay. I applied for jobs but none accepted and I was getting desperate. So on my way I happened to meet him..."

"Wait, you said you didn't have anywhere to go. So, where were you going? Plus what did you eat? How long were you even out of your home?"

"Uhh...I slept on the benches in the bus stop. I did take some money and clothes so I dressed up warmly in them and did eat. I had been going to the bus stop then when that guy suddenly grabbed me. He was drunk and reeked of alcohol. The very reason... that...I...left  home...for." her voice cracked and she started crying. I could see that she missed home dearly. So, she quarreled with her dad because he drank, maybe got drunk cause she mentioned that he drank daily. So if she had not been bothered by it then why did she suddenly quarrel? Did she get sick of his habits? Did he do something?

"There there. If you miss home so much then you should go back."

"Of course not. What face am I going to show to my family now!" She looked at me with horror on her face. " I ran away and I was fucking forced into submission, by an alcoholic guy, at night, who then offered me to let me live in his place for doing his chores. And I accepted. So stupid. So, so, so stupid of me. And he...he uses me as...as a plaything whenever he pleases. Though I have constantly told him that I did not like it, he never listened. He always forced himself upon me and yesterday. YESTERDAY, you know what he did. He even brought his fucking friends over sayin some guy and a bitch totally ruined their mood and whatnot. You know and when you told me your story today...today was the first time I have ever wanted to hit you so hard. Yesterday will forever leave a trauma in me. And for that you are responsible. And you just come and say things so casually. Curse at him. It felt nice. But I am angry." Damn she was crying and shouting and it was a sticky situation. So off I went into my bedroom.

"Just a minute okay I am getting ready and you get changed too after that and after that we need some exercise." I got changed brought a set of clothes for her and two pillows. What better way than to vent your anger with a pillow fight. "Here get changed and we are fighting, choose any pillow you would like to choose. And the fight will begin shortly." I so wanted to laugh and cry. However it wasn't my fault she left home, that she met him, agreed to do his work and got forced upon. She could have run away from him too, couldn't she? Then why did she not? Runs away from family but could not run away from a stranger, a rotten and disgusting one at that. Ahhh, now I am angry.

"Aren't you ready yet?"

"Almost."

"Then do it fast. We still got dinner to make and eat."

Once she got changed we immediately started the pillow fight and went with it until we had calmed down a bit and beaten up out frustrations.

"By the way, why didn't you run away from him then? For someone who ran away from home because of a quarrel with father, why did you stay there where you were treated so poorly?"

"I don't know either. I was attending the same school yet nobody searched for me. Once classes were over he would always drag me along with him to his place so I just couldn't up and leave like before cause he had the latest security system in place and is rich I guess. So I couldn't, even if I wanted to." She had started crying again but this one looked much more painful than the others I had seen. So, I went and hugged her. 

*Chapter 11 has 1111 words. Make a wish.*