I sighed, plucked it up, and crumpled it in my palm. She didn’t really leave me any choice.
I loaded my arms with as much flyers as I could carry and inserted my earphones in my ears, walking out the door. I walked up to the first door, dropped the paper in the mailbox and went to the second one. It was such a tedious job. I concentrated on the music playing in my ears, only that and nothing else. The bass, loud thumping noise, and the voice, whiny, was scratching through me. I let the wind ruffle through my hair, concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other. This was the only thing I was thinking of; keep on walking, the road is almost to the cliff. I didn’t want to think about anything else.
In thirty minutes, I was already done with half of the work.
I had a fresh load of flyers in my arms and making my way to the next street, when I saw the moving truck parked in front of the big white mansion. It was the family, just moving in their new, beautiful home. There were a couple of big guys moving back and forth between the house and the truck, carrying boxes and big pieces of furniture.
I looked closely as I walked up to their neighbors’ house, my eyes widening as I saw the big commotion in front of the door. Jake, Lillian, and some of their friends were standing there talking with a teenage boy of about our age. He must have been the new kid. They probably had all gathered to welcome him to the neighborhood. I took a shaky breath before making my way up the driveway, trying with all my strength to keep my feet moving, my eyes leveled, my face composed, but my insides were squirming like earthworms.
They all stopped talking when they saw me; it seemed the silence pressed on my chest with its weight. I locked my jaw, concentrating on the window behind the little group, avoiding any eye contact.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something moving at lightning speed and striking me on the side. At the same time, I stepped on an icy surface and my feet slipped from under me. I fell on my back hard, the papers flying everywhere around me.
I stayed unmoving for a few seconds, dazed, hearing the chuckles around me. I knew he wouldn’t let me pass that easily. The pain was pulsing through me, the blood rushing to my head. I got up slowly, making sure not to cringe and give him the pleasure of knowing he hurt me. Looking up, I saw the new kid, looking uneasy. He made a move to help me but Jake stopped him, bending down, like he was going to help me, but I knew better. He popped one of my earphones out of my ear, sliding his hand up my thigh, to my hip and then down and grabbed my ass. I halted, my heart beating insanely fast in my chest, my stomach clenching painfully.
He pressed his lips against my ear, “Hi there, baby”.
His voice sent shivers down my spine and just like that, he released me, straightening up like nothing happened. I looked around me but no one seemed to have noticed anything; it happened too fast. I grabbed my papers fast, eager to get away from them, from everything. I was running down to the street, all I could hear was the loud laughter coming from the little group, looking back, only to see the new kid laughing with Jake, looking right at me. I picked up my step, feeling my stomach clench again, threatening to reject all my day’s meal.
My head was pounding by the time I got home, tears streaming my face. I needed something to distract me. I ran to my room, slamming the door behind me and opened a drawer, spilling its contents onto my bed. I scattered them, searching for the knife that I had put there.
Spoiler
Part two to be coming, but it might be graphic, sorry for the cutting guys, it's part of the character..
