I kept trying to kick at him as I tried to spit his tongue out of my mouth. I knew he was broken up about our break up, but I didn’t want to be with him anymore. He cheated on me with my own mother. I found them together. It was a tragic horror that I hadn’t been able to wrap my mind around. I just couldn’t believe it. I felt like my heart was torn out of my body and squashed. But, my mom threatened to kick me out of the house if I told my step-father what she did. And now Tyler wanted me back!
I started sweating all over. His advances were scaring me. He just wasn’t normal. In a panic, I bit down on his tongue as hard as I could.
He screamed as he released me. In agony, he was throwing his head around. “Why won’t you let me talk to you?” He demanded. His face was beat red, his brown hair was all messed up and hot perspiration slid down his forehead.
“Just leave me alone. You dug your own grave. Live in it, freak.” I grabbed my books out of my locker. “Leave me alone,” I cried as I started to run away.
But, he chased after me through the empty quad. I just had to get home and away from him. I could hear his feet hitting the pavement behind me as we ran.
In a rush, he grabbed my wrist and swung me around.
“Help,” I screamed as I looked through the quad for a teacher or some other kids. Everybody had left for the day and all the athletes were already in the fields and gym too far away to hear my calls.
“I’m sorry,” he pleaded. But, his nostrils were flared and he looked really angry. “But, you just weren’t putting out. A guy needs some and your mother came onto me!”
I slapped him hard across the face. And then I tried to run away, but he held fast to my wrist.
“Just hear me out,” he demanded. The fierce look was still in his eyes.
I turned to him, face to face. Bile lifted and burned in my throat. “I don’t love you.” I stared at him directly in the eyes. “I don’t want you.”
He threw me to the ground and kicked me in the side. “I don’t want you either.”
I looked up at him, shock in my eyes.
And then he spit on me. “Whore,” he said.And he ran away.
I must have laid there on the ground for five minutes before I got up. My mind was so messed up. It seemed like everyone I cared about betrayed me. I just wanted to die.
The palm trees were swaying in the hot Santa Anna winds. Nobody was around. The lunch lines in the quad were empty. I grabbed my backpack up off the ground and went back over to my locker to get my stuff.
When I opened my locker, to my utter shock, I saw an unbelievable diamond necklace on one of the shelves. It looked like something from a museum. The center stone was a gigantic yellow diamond with big white diamonds forming the neckline. I looked around. There was nobody there. I quickly took the necklace and slid it inside my shorts’ pocket.
I gathered up my books, placed them in my backpack, and started walking toward home. I didn’t know what to think. My mind was racing with thoughts. How in the world could such an expensive piece of jewelry get into my locker? I wondered what I should do with it. It would be a mistake to tell my mother because she would just say I stole it even though I had never stolen anything in my life. Lately, she was finding even more fault with me than usual.
As I cut through the fields to get to my house, I felt like someone was following me. It was a strange feeling like I was being watched. I wiped the perspiration off my forehead and looked around. Nobody was there, so I continued onwards.
At once, I heard a rush through the trees. I turned around and again I saw that I was alone. My adrenaline started pumping. I knew I wasn’t by myself. I was sure of it. The presence felt closer. I started to jog. My backpack was heavy. There was breathing. I could hear it. In a panic, I ran as fast as I could all the way home. When I got to my parents house, I rushed in and locked the door.
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