“I want to feel your skin; I want to breathe you in. I want to stop the time, so that you're always mine." –Anonymous
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NICCOLE'S POV
...Ooh ooh♪
How'd it come to this♪
How'd it come to this♪
Please come back♪
Please come back♪
Please come back to me♪
I love you♪
I love you so so much♪
Everyone started clapping, the moment the little child finished singing her song. She was going to be an incredibly gifted singer in the future. That much was obvious whenever you heard her sing, even at such a young age. Her name was Josie. The daughter of Jessica, the nicer Mom who'd approached me the first day I dropped Bonnie off at school.
Joseph, Lisborne's son, the miss high and mighty herself, decided to paint. And such a beautiful painting he did. He came in front of us with crayons and coloured pencils, and painted the crowd watching him. Heck, I could even identify myself in there, as he struggled I'm sure, to try to paint to the best of his abilities, the black off-shoulder jumpsuit I was wearing.
The whole crowd applaused as well, as he showed all of us the painting, everyone trying to identify themselves inside it. Lisborne went back to the stage to join the boy, so as to receive her due share of accolades as well, after all according to her, she'd been the one to personally groom him up in the delicate art of painting, since she was a painter as well.
"Niccole. It's finally Bonnie's turn. She's the last. There's no where to run anymore. I mean, you did prepare her to present a talent here right? Or was your plan to just let her watch other kids here participate and not do so herself? If you started grooming her like this, when she's this small, what happens in the future when she has a science project or any other school projects? You'd exclude her as well?" I could hear the mockery in Lisborne's voice, as the whole crowd once more, turned to watch me. The woman sure did know how to command a crowd, or turn them in her favour. But not this time, I smile. Not this time. I'm going to shut this bitch once and for all, for good. And I don't even have to be the one to do it myself.
I get up from where I'm sitting, with Bonnie in my arms and walk over to the state to where Lisborne was. Smiling, I reply her, but loud enough for the others to hear
"Don't be too hasty Lisborne. Who says Bonnie won't be performing? Now, Bonnie has a few talents, but she's not going to be performing any of those today. Josie sang because her mom's a singer. Even Joseph painted because Lisborne's a painter. It's only fitting that Bonnie does something a little bit closer to my profession don't you think? She's going to be performing three lessons in self defense for you all, that I taught her personally"
The crowd began to cheer, some delicate ones gasping in surprise, I was sure they hadn't seen a three year old child try to perform that before. But Bonnie was smart, not to mention quite big, for her age. So it was remarkably easy for me to teach her.
"How can that even be a talent? I mean why should any child learn self defense in the first place, unless they had incompetent mothers?" Lisborne laughed, in a tone that sounded more like mockery, making sure people in the crowd heard as well
"Pedophilies of today, that have their way with children, child murderers, kidnappers, child traffickers, that all prey on little kids. Did those children all have incompetent mothers? I'm sorry, was that the criteria? Not being in the wrong place at the wrong time, or casualties caused by terrible persons in the world, but incompetent parenting? That's what you choose to blame it on? Then that would mean that there are very many incompetent mothers in the world today. And that's not true. Because you'd be saying that one third of the entire population of mothers in the world today, are incompetent. Because there are terrible things that are constantly happening to little children all over the globe, every single day. Not every woman is born with a silver spoon. Some have to work long hours, double shifts, night shifts, do all sorts of menial jobs just to pass their children through school. And some like me, may even become wrestlers. I mean we can't all be stay at home moms who um— paint for a living in the comfort of their bedrooms. So what do you do when you can't always be around to protect your child, not because of incompetency, but because you're too busy trying to make a living for your family? You teach the children how to protect themselves. Which is exactly what I've taught Bonnie. How to protect herself. Is that so wrong?" I finish off, and the whole crowd starts clapping at the awesome speech I'd just made. It felt as if this had turn to a pissing contest between Lisborne and I, rather than a talent show. With the crowd edging us on
"Oh please. Such awesome speech, I'm sure. But what can you teach a three year old child to do? If an adult much bigger, much older, wanted to hurt her, you really think a three year old child could protect herself? That's preposterous!"
"Which is why we're here for this talent show today. What do you say we give it a try? You, against Bonnie. You try to grab Bonnie, as if you were going to kidnap her, and watch her protect herself. That is the talent she's going to be performing for you all to see today"
"Alright. Let's do this then. I accept. What better way to drag down your haughty pride than proving you wrong, right here on this stage for everyone to see? I'm gonna enjoy doing this. I just hope I don't have to hurt little Bonnie in the process. That you think children can be taught to defend themselves is simply preposterous!"
I just offer her a smile, not bothering to answer her, crouch down to Bonnie's height to remind her of what we'd practiced, then walked off the stage, back to my seat, to watch.
The whole place was quiet, and everyone was at rapt attention, not wanting to miss out on anything action that was going to take place
As Lisborne swooped down with all force to try to grab Bonnie, Bonnie dogged out of the way, went behind Lisborne and pulled at one of her heels, causing Lisborne to loose balance and fall flat to the ground
The whole crowd began to laugh, at a very furious, very angry Lisborne, covered in dust. Lisborne got up again and made a catch at Bonnie, but Bonnie swung under Lisborne's two wide open legs, biting at the back of Lisborne leg, and she let out a scream, turned round to grab Bonnie the third time but Bonnie ran, picked up one of the microphones that had been on the floor, and threw it at Lisborne; Lisborne once more lost her footing, and fell to the ground. The whole crowd cheered and applauded Bonnie, congratulating her for her good performance.
I simply went back up there, and picked Bonnie from the stage, walking back to my seat
"That's not self defense. That was cruel and animalistic. You're training an animal, in the form of self defense!" Lisborne exploded in embarrassment, still on the floor, and everyone laughed. The look was preposterous. It was like seeing the king of a wealthy country helplessly on the floor and covered in dust
"Don't be a sore loser Lisborne. Take it like the strong woman I'm sure you are. You don't word getting out that it was a three year old child who beat you" I delivered, from my seat where I was sitting with Bonnie in my arms
At the end of the competition, when everyone passed their votes, Bonnie amongst others where one of the children who'd been announced as the winners of the scholarship!
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