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Chapter 14

 

Hunter 

 

She stood there grinning in the rain, shoving her phone, iPod and headphones into her bag along with her shoes she jumped and spun as if the world was full of butterfly's and smiles. She was the only person as excited as she was to get a freaking pair of shoes, yet hated shopping! She twirled and danced in the rain, her feet were probably soaking. Even I could see the shoes were pretty much dead, they probably should have already been buried if you ask me. As people ran from the rain I stood watch her simple, ecstatic happiness. I held out my hand to her and with a slow broken smile she took it. Slowly we span together, neither of us really knowing how to dance.

 

But for some reason it seemed like everything was completely, utterly and totally perfect. 'Even when its not alright its not over. If the world throws you mud, grow the best freaking flowers around.'

 

Her voice was low, lower than the wind and rain as they clambered down upon us.

Lower than the retreating footsteps that left us in a storm of happiness.

Lower even than her heart that would not stop its excited beat. 

 

How could one girl who was so not alright be so happy and care free?! She seemed as if she had a pair of her very own wings that could carry her away, take away her misery and pain. In the couple of hours I had known her she seemed to have nothing tethering her to this world that she was so apart of. For some reason I wanted so bad to share her happiness, the freedom and on going voice she seemed to posses.

 

She had seemed to have come from nothing, gained something and lost everything what a confusing thought!

 

She twirled and swayed to the imaginary music with her oh so peculiar eyes closed. I spotted a fountain close by and I couldn't help my self, I lifted her slender body in my arms, unhooking her bag from her shoulders and dropped her in. She shrieked and scowled at me an annoyed look but then looked down at herself and snorted. 'You hunter. Not god are, truly mean!' She told me trying to cover her see through top with her arms. She gave up and splashed at me but I jumped out of the waters reach 'I am so going to get you!' she shouted at me, I ran off dropping her bag on a near by bench that was kind of dry because of the over hanging tree next to it. She jumped out of the water and sprinted after me, She became closer and closer with every heart beat. Suddenly I just stopped for no reason, turning I caught her as she ran straight into me. Carefully I took her glasses from her heart shaped face, I looked into her shining eyes and lowered my face until my lips pressed hers. She shoved me so hard I nearly fell onto my ass. 'Whaa..' I began to ask. 'No! You don't get to do that!' She shouted, her annoyance evident. 

 

 

 

Some times you have to take the cowards approach and run

 

Chapter 15 

 

 I turned away and sprinted away from this cruel man, how could he do this to me! You can't just kiss people because you feel like it! It's wrong and mean! Argh in that very moment I hated him so much. We were having a amazing evening! Why did he have to be the man to steal my first kiss; and yes he had stole it. He truly was the meanest man. But in actuality all he had done was treat me like a woman...  Most people my age had already kissed a person. The were miles ahead of me.

 

I AM NOT LIKE OTHER PEOPLE! I screamed silently, the storm seemed to get so much worse. Air swirling angrily around me. Water flying from puddles just to slam down again. I felt like a whole water version of an rugby team was trying to beat on me. I grabbed my bag and began the long run, to what I now call, home. 

 

I'm pretty sure that I have never been as soaping wet, ever, than in this very moment. I'm pretty sure the water that surrounded, me drowned in it's very own liquid form. I'm no longer sure if I had cried at all on the run home. Not that I had remembered the run. It was kind of like muscle memory. That's the only way I know how to explain how I can run and not remember doing it. 

 

Nelson was sat outside of my house, Bo cuddled under his arm half asleep. I swear this guy was so close to me he could have been my brother, never argued with me so he could have also been my best friend, nagged about my eating habits he could have been my mother. The first time I had met him my kitten Tinka was following me and Bo on a morning run , well skate . I was scared about other dog's coming along and using him as a chew toy.

 

 

He was so tiny, don't get me wrong he was six months so he was aloud outside, but he had - had an hernia when he was given to me. The hernia had fallen into his belly button and he had nearly died, it took months of healing and growing for him to be normal sized. I had called him Tinka because he came to me broken bless him. Not long after he had been run over by a car, thus losing his tail and one of his hind legs.

 

'Tinka get your scrawny ass here right now!' I half whispered and half yelled when suddenly a chuckle came up behind me ( it was my first day here and I had already lost my freaking kitten!) I jumped. 'Lost your puppy?' He asked sweetly. 'Ha nope. Even worse my kitten ! He decided to go on some crazy ass re-con mission!' I told him exasperated.

 

He had white head phones hanging around his neck ( the kind that cover your ear, not just your ear hole). His dark hair was cut short ish, well it didn't come past his ears or sweep into his eyes. Well it was held up by jell or something. He wore knacki type shorts that came past his knees and a plain black vest to. His black trainers were chunky and exactly what a skater would wear. He had a single band on his left wrist, material of some sort. He held his own board under his left arm. 

 

His laugh was free and he even threw his head back as he laughed. It took us both half an hour to catch the little bugger, after that we met every morning to run Bo - well that is until I started school. Now we meet after, which is why he was waiting there now. 

 

Gently he pushed Bo from his lap and engulfed me in his arms. 'What's the matter my little M and M?' He asked, only he would know something was wrong. He knew I hated talking about the past but over the last few weeks I had told him everything. I didn't think I could ever live without him, after he came to my house a week after I knew him with a black eye I couldn't hold back my horrible past. His farther was a drunk and took out his mothers leaving on him when he got drunk. Now he just turns up and my ant just lets him in no questions asked. He is pretty much her foster son and me her daughter. 

 

'Max tell me who the hell made you cry!' He asked me angrily. I lay my hand on his face and kissed his cheek affectionately. 'Nessie shh, its was an honest mistake. Come inside and i'll tell you after I change.' He nodded and opened the door with a key chain that was black instead of silver. My ant had given us both one on the fourthday of our friendship. 'I've had a freaking-nough of opening the door for you two ploks. I am not a door man' She had told us one day, presenting us both with keys. Even I'd be annoyed if someone kept waking me up at random hours of the morning to open the door.

 

With cold, numb fingers I pulled the drenched clothes from my half frozen body and changed into loose fitting blue jeans that have the make of 'boyfriend' or something ridiculous. On the front it has two patches sewn on, that I thought were really cool and they bundled at the bottom. I wore a plain red tank top and a grey hoody with thumb holes in the sleeves. 

 

When I went down stairs Nell was in his usual skinny black jeans and a white tee with some random adored band he probably never listened to anymore. He also wore a snap cap with the words 'disobey' written across the hard part of the hat. And 'I love haters' written across the back. It was a hat i brought him  a week  ago for his nineteenth. I designed it online along with some batman converse. That had the words 'I left my genius in my other shoes' 

 

 

Nell handed me my favourite travel mug, he'd obviously grabbed it from my bag, I didn't mind - I could never hide anything from him anyway, I'm pretty sure he was what you call a truth finder. He literally could tell when any single person was lying, he couldn't tell what the lie was he could just feel it. 'Nessie!' I complained as he dragged me to the couch and pushed me lightly down. I called him Nessie cause he was so freaking tall, he was 6 feet  six inches and I just about reached his shoulder. 'Don't Nessie me, speak.' He told me with calm annoyance. I began my story and he watched me speak in silence not interrupting me once. 

 

Can you hear me ?

  Chapter 16 

 

'It's not like he hurt me or anything, its just that i wanted to control my fist kiss not have it stolen like a last breath. I know its not important...' For the first time he interrupted me, gently he laid his finger over my lips in a hush sigh. 'M you have every right to be annoyed, frustrated and