The Long and Winding Road

Chapter 12 - Free At Last?

"John what are you doing?" marin asked.

"Going away from you." I hopped off the seat.

"No on the computer."

"Writing."

"Oh, okay. Can i read it."

"I said you cant. Besides i logged out." I laughed. I typed my things on my parent's password protected account so the others couldn't read.

"Gr..."

"Grrr your sleepy self." I shook my head at her.

She laughed and attacked me.

"Marin!" I tried to prevent her hands from tickling me.

"I know your ticklish. You said you weren't."

"Stttop it!" I laughed. Her hair dangled down and i took this chance to pull on it.

"Ow! John!" She stood up.

"Always works."

She glared at me. "Mhm."

She grabbed my trouser leg and pulled on it.

"Hey thats not funny." I pulled my trousers back up.

"Yeah it is...revenge Johnny boy!"

"Fine." I slipped out of my pants and grabbed my jeans and put them on. "Thanks sis." I patted her back and walked out.

"Where you going?"

"Out with Paul." I said then turned around quickly. "Only."

"Ah, why cant i come." She pouted.

"Because, he likes to be alone."

"Hes not very social."

"So, he's just nervous."

"But im his sister."

"He has his favourites." 

"What ever."

I smiled and gave her a hug. She was a bit surprised at that. I just laughed and walked downstairs.

"Mum can we go outside, for a walk?" I asked pulling Paul by the hand.

"Yes, you may, be careful."

"I will."

"Here take a walky-talky." She gave me the communication thing.

"Thanks. Bye!"

"Johnny?"

"Yeah Paul?" i asked as we walked down the path into the wooded area.

"What was that note in your pocket?"

"What note?"

"It said warning on it." His eyes looked worried.

"Ah, Paulie, it was nothing related to the killers." I gripped his hand tighter, remembering the note.

"Mummy said it was the teachers note."

"Yes, just warning me that if i mess around next time i get punished."

"What 'appens when you get punished?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"How do they punish you."

I helped him over a fallen tree and we sat down on it. 

"Depends. Spanking, standing in the middle of the class, or just going to the principals and letting your parents take it out on ya."

"They hit you?" Paul's eyes widened.