Invisible: #Wattys2014

Chapter 3: Misbehaving

My face throbbed and my body felt heavy. I didn't want to go to school, I didn't want to see my dad. As far as I was concerned I no longer had a father.

I pulled myself out of bed and pushed my hair into a ponytail before tossing on grey sweats and a black t-shirt. I grabbed my shoes and jacket and headed downstairs, the sun would be up soon but just in case I slipped a pocket knife into my bra.

The streets were empty except for this one black kitten with no fur on it's tail, it looked like someone had electricuted it halfway to death. It was the ugliest little thing i'd ever saw, but it was the type of ugly where you'd till pick it up and hug if you knew it wouldn't bite you. I walked all the way until I reached the park, then I grabbed a handful of rocks and flopped down on the bench. I sat there as the sun rised and watched the people go by as I skipped rocks.

"Hello." A little girl smiled coming over and sitting next to me.

"Hi sweetheart are you last?" I asked looking at her. She was small no older then 5 or six, she had to braids joined in the back with a white ribbon, deep almond brown eyes and just a few freckles on her nose.

"No my mommy's in the car." She smiled looking up at me.

"Oh?" I asked confused, all the other little kids there were running around acting as if they'd lost there minds. The screams were nerve wrecking and I couldn't help but wonder why parents couldn't control their children lately.

"My name's Olivia Frank, Im 5 years old." She grinned looking up at me, she was so innocent and I couldn't help but miss being that way and hoping no one would ever take that from her before she was prepared.

"My names Raine McGuire, im 15 and a half." I smiled.

"Can you show me how to skip a rock Raine McGuire?" Olivis smiled and I nodded. It took only 20 minutes to teach her how, it was pretty easy.

"What's up?" A familiar voice asked from behind me. I turned to see Elijah standing with his hands in his pockets. Olivia smiled before waving bye to me and running off to the merry-go-round.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at school?" I asked looking at him as I wiped the front and back of my pants.

"Shouldn't you bible girl?" He asked looking at me expectantly.

"So just because I know alot of scriptures I should be at school?" I frowned pushing past him and walking out of the park, but he followed right behind.

"Scriptures are a church thing, I think you should be at school because your smart." Elijah laughed. I didn't like being followed, especially not by guys. My head began to pump and my feet began moving alittle faster, fear crept into my mind. I was running as fast as I could from Elijah because I was afraid of what he'd do to me. A car ride was different, I could break a window and I could jump out onto the street if I felt in danger.

But this wasn't a car ride this was a walk in the park gone terribly wrong. I began to cry and my vision blurred as my ponytail slapped my back. What do I do?? Where do I run to??

After a minute it hurt to run an I slammed down against a brick wall, willing to except my faith if this was what God planned. i burried my face into my hands and sobbed lowly.

"I was just playing with you, I didn't think that would make you cry." Elijah whispered sitting down next to me and placing a heavy hand on my back. i allowed him to pull me into a tight hug so I could finish my cries. After 8 minutesI sat up and looked at him, he wasn't high and he didn't look that mean outside of school. Matter of fact, he had bed head, and wore nothing but a t-shirt and budweiser pajama pants. i chuckled at th fact he just rolled out of bed.

"Whats funny? You were just now crying." He asked confused.

"You get out of bed and then come straight to the park." I smiled

"You run away from me and burst to tears on a wall but laugh at the fact im in pajamas?" He asked. I nodded at him and laughed just alittle more.

"Well there's nothing else to laugh at." I sighed and he took my hand into his. I was surprised and didn't know what to say. He pulled me up the ground and began walking into the woodland park. My body tensed up but for some reason I wasn't afraid of Elijah right now. We sat down by the lake and let our feet slip in, I hadn't realized just how late it was coming to be.

"What time is it?" I asked Elijah but he smiled at me and dragged a backpack out from behind a big boulder of a rock.

"You need to relax bg, really you do. And guess who's gonna help you do that? Damn dtraight it's gonna be me!" Elijah grinned showing me the inside of the bag. There were eggs, and spray paint, and toilet paper. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. We found a old abandoned house and through eggs at it, tp'd it until it looked like a gaint mummy, and then spray painted the windows and some of the trees near it. By the time we got bakc to Elijah's car I was in a perfect mood.

"Do you always do this?" I asked as we turned onto my street.

"Yeah, but not with good girls." He smiled.

"Im not that good of a girl, really im not." I sighed and watched the street rolled by, it was dark outside and I knew it was aroung 9 just from how the moon looked.

"Come on, I bet your still a virgin!" He smiled. I looked at him sadly contemplatin g whether to tell him the truth or not.

"I was raped a littlw while ago, so no. Im not a virgin." I frowned hopping out of the car and running into my house so quickly I didn't know if anyone was home. I laid on my bed and replayed the day.

Who was I?

I realized how badly i didn't want anyone close to me, and I realized what I needed to do to make sure of that.