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After school that day, Len went home, since he didn't have play practice. But he did still have piano practice. He went into his room and changed his clothes he went back down stairs to get a snack. I was sitting at the table, rather depressed.
"Hey kido, what's wrong?"He said smiling at me with those eyes studying my so hard. I had my head turned so he wouldn't be able to see the bruise on the side of my face. But aparently, he was smarter than he looked, because he wen right over and looked at the bruise.
"What happened A?" i shrugged. Because i didn't want him to know any thing.
A, tell me. You can tell me any thing. Really." i shrugged again. "If some one hit you, tell me, I'll beet the s**t outta them. I promise."
"How could you? When you couldn't even defend your self against your first piano teacher, or your father, or mother, or their friends!" His mouth dropped open slightly.
"That was different A. Much different."
"No it wasn't! And you don't want any one to know that they hurt you, you stopped loving Mark because he told, and you stopped talking to your brother and step father because they helped!" I began to cry harder. I hated knowing what was in his heart, mind, soul. Because it hurt even more than when my mom or dad hit me.
He hugged me. He smelled like cookies, it was wonderful. But I hated that he wouldn't let me just cry. i hated that every one assumed that I was so insecure, so small and week.
"I don't think your small and week A. I love you, and I don't want to see you cry. Your like a sister, but not, ya know. And I would never hurt you, never not even if i was being controlled by stan himself. K?" I nodded and hugged him back. Sindy came in and almost dropped her bag of groceries.
"What happened to your face hun!" She exclaimed. Len waved her away. She shook her head, and Len waved her away again. So she put her bag on the table and left.
"Tell me what happened, A."
"I saw some one beating up on this little kid, So I told them to stop it. And they said not to intervene and I said i was going to tell the principle, because he was right around the corner. It was those older kids, You know, Michael and Jackson twain? And the kid was Mia Mon, you know that really smart girl in grade nine? And they said if io tried any thing they would hit so hard my head would turn around. So I called her a name, and she hit me. And i tried to hit her back, but she suddenly ran."
"Okay." He was about to say more, but the door bell rang, and apparently he was late for his lesson. "Sorry A, I g2g." He gently kissed the top of my head and ran out, grabbing his music on the way out.
Chapter 5..
I lay my hands on the familiar key board and began to play. My paino teacher shook his head and frowned. I looked at him and arched my eye brows. he had never frowned at my playing before.
"Oh, its not you, its my wife, she is mad at me, again."
"Oh. Well, why is she mad?"
"Reasons, a young boy like you shouldn't know. Keep playing." He seemed very distracted. So i just started playing beethoven. He started pacing.
"Len, I am in no mood to tech today, go on home, I am canceling practice today before i do something I'd regret." he forced a smiled and patted me on the back.
"Practice at Sindy's K?"
"Kay." I nodded grabbed my music, and left.
"Why are you early?" Sindy asked as soon as i walked in the door.
"My piano teacher sent me home early."
"Wait, you walked home?"
"Yeah."
"Len!"
"what, i walk here all the time from his lesson, its no big deal, why are you making this a big deal?"
"Len, you could of been kidnapped, or worse!"
"What's worse than what's already happened?" I snapped and went up to my room. its not that i didn't appreciate the concern, it was just that i hated every one, and i was perfectly happy to show it. She didn't have to get all pissy when i said i didn't care. I guess she's never been beeten nearly to death by some one you thought you knew. Thats what i let people think any way. that i loved my parents, well that wasn't the first time they beet me to my last ounce of life. In fact, it was an everyday thing.
That night, after every one had fallen asleep, i went for a walk. I ran into Mark in the woods. I smiled at him for some odd reason. I guess i was glad to see some one i loved. Someone I knew wouldn't hurt me.
"Hi Len, hows it?" he said. i sat on a stump across from him.
"I guess its good. A little strange though."
"Yeah. Len, I still... never mind."
"I'm sorry. I loved you, i still do, its not that i ever stopped. I just.. confused, i am confused about ever thing in my world right now. My father is still fighting for custody over Mia, and Dorris is fighting for me for some odd reason, and I just don't under stand any more." Mark stood and sat next to me. I felt myself blush slightly. I shivered.
"Len, i never stopped loving you. Even when i could feel your life will, love every thing dwindle and nearly go out." He leaned over and kissed my eye lid so gently i barely felt it. I felt myself want to kiss him. But I felt cold and shivered again. I leaned against him and looked up at the sky. He smiled and kissed my forehead.
"Mark... Are you really getting married?"
"Yep, in a year. And she's a world class biotch. Not even a full bread vampire. Well, I am not a full bread either, half werewolf, but you know that." I looked up at him, his eyes shone in the moon light.
 demon strait outta_hell · Thu Aug 07, 2008 @ 09:23pm · 1 Comments |
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