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Valentine special :))

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The wind lapped on my face and I could feel the tears and sweat embrace dust and dirt of all kind into my face. I didn't pay any heed to it. I just wanted to feel alive, alone and away from everything that binds me to this sadness.

Why can't my family tell me the truth? Am I an orphan? Why did he want to kidnap me? Why did he say he will find me? Why did he lie to his boss and helped me escape? Who is he? Was it a sham? Am I being played here?

Anger coursed through my veins. I heard a varroom in the air. After a while when I loved the wind slicing angry cold blades into my face did I realize it was me, who revved up the accelerator. I didn't feel scared. I only felt free. 

Without realizing I turned through cities, lanes and somehow I ended up on the road to my hometown through a different route. Once again, anger fired up to my brain. Why did my mind choose this place?

What angered me abundantly was the familiar road. I was on my way to the school. Cool. Why did I come here? But then, that was not what surprised me. The gate, the parking ground and school's main entrance was being decorated. Why? And that too in red, pink and white balloons and confetti; Yuck! Why couldn't they have done it in midnight blue, black or electric blue? I would have loved that. Yet, no balloons, that is so childish.

There were some students lingering here and there, doing last minutes touch ups. It's a Monday, but what is the occasion? It's a normal school day, isn't it? Is someone coming tomorrow? What the fuc*? I am so angry right now for not knowing about it. I parked my bike, walked to the group and found that they were in freshmen, I guess. I don't care. I stopped a freckled brace filled boy and asked him what the occasion was.

He first stared at me. Since I was junior high and secondly, I was the feared punk Goth Emo, whatever... I was never spoken to or spoken with. Just like that. So, to hear me talk would have been a shock for him. I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips and tilted my head to a side. He stuttered and said it's Valentine's Day.

I nearly puked! All the fuss and they are jittering for this day.

I gave him a funny smile, looked at the building and the decoration and when I looked back at him, he was starting at me with a dreamy look. What the actual fuc*? I walked out. Got on my bike and revved to the opposite direction, wondering where I should go now. Surprisingly the roads were deserted and when I was about to turn into my street contemplating whether I should go home or now, a suv jumped up from nowhere in front of me making me fall down on my knees and I scraped them on the hard concrete. I yelped in pain. They were not done I guess, two masked men climbed out and stood near to me, looking at me as if I was some sort of creature jumped from a spaceship.

I got up, brushed the dirt of my jeans, touched my elbows and looked at them. They didn't turn, nod or did anything. They just stared at me. When I had enough of this silent staring game, I walked to my bike and was about to take it back from the ground, when one of them stopped me by placing his hands on my shoulder. I looked at him and saw from the back of my eye that the other guy was rounding his way to my back.

I got back up and pulled my hands up in the air, "What the actual fuc* do you want?"

Silence!

"Let me go you morons, I am not gonna press charges or something. Let me go, what do you want?"

Silence!

When I had enough of this stupid game, I punched the guy in front of me square on the nose and since he didn't see it coming, he held his nose and cried.

What a pussy.

But the other guy came around my back to kick me, however, he might not know that I was trained cat; I quickly turned around, ducked his kick and planted a nice punch to his stomach. When he backed out a bit, the first guy came to me and tried to hold me in place, but luckily, I hit him with my elbows, again to his nose. This time he fell down. The second guy marched to me like a kindergarten puppy fight. Amateurs!

I waited until he was close to me and then I, moved to my right, slapped hard on the side of his face. Then he tried to hit me in the same direction. I changed my posture and hit him on the other side of the face. I was done with this baby fight. I counted to ten in reverse and continuingly punched him. He was done with that. In my mind, I was punching bob in my workout room so I didn't realize the first guy was in my back who kicked me in my knees. I fell down.

On my way, he punched me in the head, hard. That was a serious blow. My head blinded for a second. Black spots danced in my eyes and a woozy feeling came around. It was a first time. Maybe I was having a concussion or my mental tension has really taken a toll on me. Whatever it maybe, he was kicking his partner to get and up and then they dragged me to their suv. The second guy was pretty beaten up; even then he managed to drag me.

When I was fully recovered from my trauma; I waited for a chance since they were dragging me on my arms. Suddenly, I dug my heel in the crack of a concrete slab and hit the second guy with my boots tip. This time, I nailed my mark and he was down in a minute.

"Die, you bit*h" was the only thing that the first guy said whilst he pulled out his gun and aimed at my knee. I quickly hit the gun with my legs and when his attention was spared, I kicked him with my other leg on his eye. It reached there; I didn't mean to hurt him like that. Then I got up and scrambled to my bike.

In a distance, I heard another bike's rumble. Then a hoard of cars rushed to our spot. I was in danger. My heart began to burst out. I quickly revved up my engine. But, funnily, the first guy scrambled to his feet, dragged his partner to the car and without even closing the door, he got in the driver's seat and revved off. I spared no chance, kicked my engine and sped off.

This time, I headed straight to house.

However, the other bike cut me in front and the rider got out. The cars stopped a safe distance away, all of their headlights burning my eyes. But, my uncle's car came out of it. Oh, this is my uncle's team. I breathed a sigh of relief. And the rider was Shaun since he called me. Poof! What a relief.

"Are you nuts? Why did you go out like this? Don't you know it's not safe?" Shaun screamed at me.

"Well, I don't," I said without caring and it irritated him.

"Don't... smarty pants me now. How dare you go away from me when I wasn't done talking to you?"

My uncle has never spoken to me like this before. I stared at him and the word 'dare' played on a loop in my ears. Tears welled in my eyes and I let it fall this time; without caring to stop it.

"I never thought that those whom I love will lie to me."

I didn't wait for them to say much. I got up from my bike, left it there and ran down the street. I felt bad to leave my darling on the road like that. But, I had to escape from those people. I don't want to see anyone now. Good thing I had an athletic body. Uncle and Shaun raced me. But, I was already in front of the gate and seeing me, Geoffrey opened the gate and I ran into the house. Through the back door, I got in with my spare key kept especially for this kind of occasion.

I ran to my room. Pulled off my jacket and went straight to my workout room and started to punch bob.

I am close to eighteen. Not much time to turn that needle in my clock. Thus, I wonder if uncle would tell me today. But, I know, he won't get into the house at this time of the hour.

Shi*

I didn't lock the back door and he knows the code to the room. I punched harder.

And there was the soft click.

The door opened.

In the doorway stood my uncle and a gaping Shaun

I stopped the twerking bob and breathed hard, not looking at them.

"Pumpkin..." my uncle started, but I got angry when he even showed the nerve to address me. So, I marched out from the room, picked a towel from the stand, tumbling the rest from the stack and got into my bathroom.

I crumbled down on the floor and wept.

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