Kaya sat on the bench waiting outside the principal's office, the look on Amalie's face when she fought Jill, Mia and the others who joined in, Kaya had never seen her look so angry before. It was scary.
But then, she only became like that when Jill mentioned someone named Lauren. Who was that? Was it someone Amalie used to go to school with? Was she sick and passed away?
She glanced to the door to the principal's, hearing the principal talking to Mia and Amalie, and a woman, Mia's aunt, came since her parents couldn't. While Kaya and the others were waiting in the hallway for their parents, Jill softly cried.
"Why did she do that?" Jill spoke between sobs. "What's wrong with her?"
Kaya grimaced, were they dumb? After saying something like that?
"It's not your fault Jill," Nancy said. "It's all that freaks fault."
"Are you kidding?" Kaya spoke up causing the rest of Mia's group to look at her. "You know why! It's because of what you said! After what you said to Amalie like it was a joke! You both know what you did, you have no right to blame her for what you said!"
"And what would that be?"
Kaya froze, that voice, she turned to look at the other end of the hall where Amalie's dad stood near her. She didn't even hear him, and from the looks of the other's faces, they hadn't either. The boys especially looked terrified.
"Well? What did they say to Amalie that they thought was so funny?"
Kaya flinched, his normally warm sing-song voice sounded cold, what's more, his eyes. His eyes looked so scary with his ever-present smile.
She looked away, down at her feet, only to then see Amalie's dad's shoes in front of hers. He made sure that he was still in her line of sight.
"It... it wasn't funny." Kaya managed, unable to look up at the man, too afraid to. "It wasn't funny at all what she said."
"What did she say?" he sounded like he was closer now.
"That... that... that Amalie should die... that she should disappear like all the m-missing people. That she shouldn't exist." She lifted her head. "That's what she said!"
And felt like ice water struck her.
For Amalie's father was now merely a foot away, looking her dead in the eye. "Is that so?"
Kaya swallowed the limp in her throat. S...scary... was all she could think as cold sweat began to form along the back of her neck. She never thought Amalie's father could be so scary. "Y-yeah... they said she should die... I... I couldn't..." tears began to blur her eyes. "I couldn't do anything..."
Alastor stood up before silently staring at the other five children in question, to which those children moved further away as they quivered in fear at the silent smiling man. Without a word, Alastor headed into the principal's office. Leaving Kaya alone with knots in her stomach.
Never had she felt so scared before, but then, didn't she deserve it? After all that she did?
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Perhaps those miscreants will leave Amalie alone now. Alastor thought to himself as he knocked on the door before entering the principal's office, where he could hear those kids now crying in the hallway wanting their parents. He smirked, ah how he hoped they learned their lesson from this, because if not, then a harsher one was in store.
But such thoughts of his stopped the moment he saw Amalie, her clothing dishevelled, her hair in knots and it looked like she had several bruises, most on her body one on her face and forehead. But given the appearance of the six children, besides Kaya, out on the bench, and the other girl in here, it was clear Amalie had done far worse to them than what they did to her. Given how the girl looked to not only have bruises along her forehead and arms and legs but also pulled clothes and scratches.
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FATHER ALWAYS SMILING
Mystery / ThrillerSeven-year-old Amalie Hilmarsson loves her Father, who, throughout her life thus far, has never stopped smiling. No matter what. He never stops. He just always holding a cheery disposition; even in the worst of circumstances, his smile never wavers...
