The ghost of the last winter night

The bully

I saw Chad, a fat redhead in my school, kicking a poor cat. I scream at him as I threw rocks to distract him. "CHAD YOU LOOK LIKE A HUGE PENIS" I yell and ran off. "FUCK YOU YOU ASSHOLE" he chased after me leaving the cat alone. I took off around the building as he looked for me, I grab the cat and speed up the ladder and sat on one of the flat spots that stopped at the windows as a fire escape. Up a few windows an old woman was watering her flowers and whistling something probably not from this decade. "Uh miss? I need some help.." I say loud enough for her to hear me. I climbed a bit higher "miss?" She poked her head out from the side, her soft dark skin layered her face. "What was that?" Her fragile voice coming out like a scratched record player trying to start up again after not being used for years. She moves her big round glasses closer to her face and saw the cat "DEAR HEAVENS!" she screamed "what happened to the cat?" She said as she nearly dropped the water bucket on my head that she used to water her flowers" I climbed the ladder up more as the cat whimpered. "some kid was kicking her and I'm not sure if she'll..." I said trailing off. She grabbed the cat quickly.  I sat off to the side of her window watching as she laid the cat down "help me will you? Go grab some hot water and some towels" she ran her hands over the cat I got in and scrammed for the supplies "I'm sorry to bother you.." I said softly. The old woman shook her head "it's alright deary" she said holding a damp rag on the poor cat. "I used to be a vet, the little brat did a number but she'll be alright" I noded "if you don't need anymore help, I need to get home" I said looking away from her eyes. "Okay dear come by anytime" she said smiling covered in the cats blood, blood makes me sick. I walked over to the window and left. "
"RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN FAG I'LL STILL GET YOU!" screamed an over weight ginger with to many freckles. I climbed up a large metal ladder attached to a brink building. I scurried into a small black window that opened up to a small room. "hello Miss Johnson! How is mittens doing?" I said panting. "Great hunny she is getting much better" an old woman smiled "I have a plate of cookies for you, with out you mittens wouldnt be here" smiled bigger. I grabbed a cookie and shut the window, this has become normal for me over the last few days. I pet the poor brusied cat as it flinched but warmed up to my hand.  I started to walk to the door "I'll see you later Mrs. Jonson" I ran down the hallway and out the front door, only to run into a lanky boy with flame red hair and chocolate eyes. "I-I'm s-sorry!" The boy said Turing as red as his hair. "It's okay" I reinsured him as I looked at him I realize I had math and science with him. "Hey your Issac right?" The tall boy blushed and nodded "I also walk by the flower shop you work at alot before and after school.." Issac said looking at me "oh you do? Next time you should come in" I spoke and smiled. Suddenly I remember "but right now I have to go so I'll talk to you later!" I ran off leaving a confused Issac behind.