When He Left.

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///Flashback///
"Lee what's wrong?" I ask in my whiney 8 year old voice. Lee was sat on the wall wherea me, him and the rest of carriagestreet's gang hung out. His knees pulled up to his chest and his head buried into his arms. He slowly lifts his head at the sound of my voice.
"oh yeah I'm fine Ashy" he manages to choke out. I don't buy it though. I place my small hand on his knee.
"Lee please tell me" I plead. His body suddenly jolts.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ASH" he shouts. Pain shoots through my chest. I close my eyes and sigh. I start walking away--

I'm shaken from my thoughts when my teacher, Mr.Miller, starts snapping his fingers in front of my face.
"Ashley what is the answer to number C?" he shouts at me.
"number C sir?" I ask. People start giggling at my little joke/question.
"well sir its 619" I answer simply. He turns around and someone behind me throws a paper ball at the back of his bald head. He turns around as fast as he can and got right into my face.
"Get OUT" He screams in fury. I gasp.
"wait what?" I say a bit louder.
"I said get out" he growls, yes growls at me. I gather my things and walk out the classroom. I give up. I go to the less busy side of the school aka the back of the school. People smoke, take drugs and truant behind here but I already know what space I'm going to. The very back right of the indoor car park. I know an indoor car park. Even though I do act like a rebel I'm quite crazy and funny but I hide that side of me because there are only a few people I let loose on. My friends and... Lee. Even though I haven't seen him in a few years I really hope I do see him again but after every day I loose more and more hope. I flip out a printed photo of me and Lee. It's where he's giving me a piggy back and my mother quickly caught a photo and printed it. I was only six at the time which would've made Lee 8. She was going to keep the picture for herself but when Lee suddenly left without reason, I was so upset that she gave it to me. I never go anywhere without it. Its aged since I have folded it so many times. I look at it and I see a tear drop roll it's way down my cheek and fall onto my photo. I furiously rub it away. I promised myself that after Lee left I wouldn't let anyone or anything get to me.

//time skip to after school//

I just got a text message from Jason saying he got a surprise for me and to go to the Sunny Park near her house (and my old house).

I just got there and no one's there. I sigh and start to walk back to my new house. Although there is a little obstacle. Well a big obstacle. There stood my so called brother Lee. At first I felt glee but was soon replaced with hurt and anger. Why was he here?

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