Surprise

Surprise

A Chapter by Duaa

Rrrriiingg...r-rringgg!
Sudden ringing of bell made both of us jump.
"Oh dear! I'm sorry I gotta have this call" my mom smiled apologetically.
"Yea sure". I could just smile back.
As I shut my door behind her a heavy blanket of gloom fell covered me. So there IS something wrong..wow! I slumped on my bed. Wondering about all the possibilities I didn't know when I slept. 
       ***********
Next morning was bright and sunny. "A perfect morning" I thought as I hurriedly brushed my hair, I was getting late for school. 
"Cassie! Your breakfast!" Mom shouted as I ran past the kitchen. 
"Ummm..no thanks I'll eat something at school" I answered back. I was about to rush out when I remembered something. I came back inside.
"mom!" I called out. 
"Hmm". came her voice she was still in kitchen.
"Well about the thing you were going to tell me about..you know..something about me.." I cast a look at her.
She was staring at me.. A far off expression on her face..
"mom?".I waved a hand in front of her. 
"Oh yes yes ... you go to school we'll talk about it once you return okay?"She patted my face. 
"Oh well okay". I smiled half heartedly. 
As I came out on the road, I could see mike coming out of his house too.
"Hey mike! Care for a ride?" I shouted. 
He smiled, jogging upto me  
"Hope in". I grinned.
"So you talked to your mother?What did she say?".
"Yea. Hey! I'm fine I looked tauntingly at him".
"Sorry! hy!"he grinned sheepishly. 
"Yeah I talked to her but mike I think something is really wrong". I looked at him. He was drumming his fingers on the dashboard. He looked..disturbed. 
"Hey!" I grabbed his arm "don't worry, I'll try and convince her tonight. Shell come around.
"I hope so. By the way,you look stunning".
"That I always do!". I winked at him, coming out of the car.
"Okay! see you in trig".strapping his bag on he walked away.
"Yeah". I called out.
I entered the corridor leading to my class room. On my way I took my books from my locker. Two girls from my class came upto me to say hi. First class was of English and mr. Tanner had this god gifted ability to turn it into a shear torture.I was glancing at the clock again n again.
"Do we have a problem miss Blake?". Mrs. Turner crooned. 
"Uh-oh". I was so busted. Before she could pounce on me, the bell rang. Sighing with relief I bolted out. 
I saw mike sitting by the window as I entered trig class       . I smiled at him n picked a seat across the room. As I settled down I glanced at mike again,he was busy shuffling through his file.
Mike has been such a blessing for me. I din't make many friends. Not that I was weird or anything I was just not very good at making friends. May b because we moved around alot. Mike was the only real friend I had here so far. Others were fellows, class fellows, lockeroom fellows, lunch table fellows... For the first one year here I was plain afraid of making any friends..afraid that I'd have to move out again..nd now when I was just warming up to this town..settling down there we were, ready to move again... 
Mike has been alot of help really.. It was nice to have someone to share your jokes with, to chat till late night , someone who'd walk you home, with whom you can share your fears your secrets.. 
"Earth to cassia!". Prodding voice of mr. Shawnee brought me back. She was towering over me. I realised with a sinking heart nd red ears that I was staring at mike all the time,smiling goofily.. What is with me today! I was so angry at myself. 
Rest of the day was pretty normal. I got told off by my maths and social sciences teacher which dint stop me from day dreaming..so..well!
       ************
"so what's up with you today". Mike asked me while drinking his coffee.
We were sitting in my car outside my house. 
"What do you mean? nothing! ". I totally acted nonchalant. 
"Yeah! what's with those stares you've been giving me all day?".
"Well! I was thinking I'll really miss you,you know".
His expression changed suddenly."I gotta go". 
"Mike! Wait what?". I spluttered ,worried he's upet with me.
He turned around and kissed me . Yep! he KISSED  me!!! 
I sat there,stunned,unable to move.
"I'm sorry cassia. Take care!" saying this he ran towards his house.
My hand went up to my lips. Oh! Tears started gathering in my eyes.the feelings I've been fighting off from months now it was over whelming now. Crap! I thought. What great timing.. But I'll try n convince mom again. Hopefully she'll get it. As I entered home I coul hear her in the kitchen. Everything was strewn on the floor.  
So packing has started. I thought nervously.
"Mom!" I called out. 
"Yea darling?"
"Mom" I went near kitchen door I could see her standing there.. "Mom please try to understand. I don't wanna go.." I was twisting my fingers " look I'm confused and well tired.. I'm finally settling down. Starting to make new friends..ready to experience new things and well I took a deep breadth there's Mikal. Mom, I  love him".
No answer.
"Please mom!..." tears streamed down my face.
I couldn't bear the silence any more. I went into the kitchen.
"Mom!" a cry escaped my mouth when I saw a man standing there his left hand clasped on my mothers mouth. 
"Well! well! well! that was quite an emotional speech there!" I whirled around there was another man standing there smirking. 
I froze on the spot. My eyes ready to pop out. I stared back at mom. My head reeling, processing what ever was happening.
Suddenly, the guy holding my mom yelled n my mom shouted "run ! run! for your life!".God knows from where I got the energy but I bolted towards the door, as I passed down the lounge, I heard one of them swear and I heard my mom cry out in pain. 
"NO!" I stopped dead "No I can't leave her behind". I turned around ,that was a mistake. 
A strong hand grabbed my hair,yanking me inside. I had not yet recovered from the shock when his slap sent me reeling against the wall ,bumping my head against it 
As I fell.. The last thing I saw was my morther...sprawled on floor motionless.
"Is it some nightmare?".thinking this, I fell into oblivion...


© 2014 Duaa


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Great piece, amazing storytelling. I look forward to reading more...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Duaa

10 Years Ago

oh tnku loads...i know its not that good but still thankyou for being so kind :)

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