"What the hell happened to you", my mom said in a concerned voice the moment I walked through the door. I rudely responded back to her with, "I slipped and fell" while getting into my room and shutting the door behind me. I really wasn't in the mood of talking right now, I just wanted to sleep through my pain.
I did just that, ignoring all the beeping calls from Cleo. I could tell her calls were coming out of a place of anger. I slept through most of the day, getting up a few times just to pee and drink water.
My was mom trying her best to pick out the truth from me, sending my Dad a few times. But all they ever got out of me were rude responses. She let it go eventually, but I knew for a fact it wasn't ending there.
Sunday came and wait, Cleo kept calling me all through the weekend, leaving multiple messages that I constantly ignored. Monday morning came, and I found it so hard to wake up for my physical and emotional pain. My bruises were still felt fresh. My face began to swell, my eyes fell into my skull and my lip had a dry cut to it.
I decided to walk to school that day, gathering my thoughts as I walked. I made it to school, walked slowly down the hallway with my head hanging. I felt the eyes of people locked on me, I could sense their silent whispers. I got to my locker, and began to fiddle with the books inside. In the distance I could hear a particular giggle. Looking at it's direction, I seen Daphne and Mike both laughing together. Their faces looking rather suspicious.
I knew she was the little birdie who ratted me out, I knew she was the reason for my turmoil. The smirk that she gave me as she walked past me was all I needed to confirm my suspicion. Soon after Mike walked past me, giving me the similar smirk too. In the back of my mind I told myself that, "I'll deal with Daphne soon, but first I have to deal with Mike who's at the top of my crap List". "What hell is your problem", hearing Cleo's angry voice from behind me. She grabbed my shoulder to turn me around, ready to blast me for flaking out on her.
But she was lost for words the moment she seen my face. She knew the exact cause for it's state. "Oh my goodness, Khahil are you okay. What happened", she asked me.
"Don't acted so surprised, you're little birdie friend threw me under the bus", I said that in a rude manner. She tried to hold my face, but I pushed her hand away saying, "I need to get to class now"
I walked away from her, leaving her alone in her guilt. All through my lessons I plotted my revenge scheme, boiling in my anger and frustration. Lunch break came, and Cleo sat with me, but she failed to get me to talk.
All I gave were rude grunts and nods while I was staring down Daphne and Mike.
The day was dragging on, as Cleo's constant concern for me was getting really annoying. So to battle this I chose to give her a cold shoulder. Eventually she got the message that I wasn't really in the mood to talk to her, so she gave me my space. I couldn't deal with her nagging right now, I had a bigger issue at hand. I'd just been called into the principal's office, because my parents were here to see me.
In the office my Mom was crying out her concerns, claiming that I was being bulled and that I was too afraid to admit it. She's said I've been acting differently lately. My Dad just sat there and silently agreed with her. Probably thinking this is a waste of time.
The principal asks me if any of this is true, he says if I'm being bullied by someone at school I should tell him now.
I think about it. I could have probably snitched and let the school system deal with the culprits. But I know it's only going to be a waste. They'll only get detention and maybe suspended for a week, which isn't enough.
So I found it best to deal with my own problems like a man. My Dad always told me that. So in order to get my Mom off my back, I lied to her saying, "I picked a fight with the wrong guys trying to impress a girl out of school. I was too embarrassed to tell you so I lied about it okay"
My mom hugs me saying, "Oh my poor baby, you shouldn't try to be something you're not in order to impress a girl. Just be you"
I reluctantly gave her a hug back, telling her she's right and that I love her. She finally dropped the story and everything seemed to be peachy now.
But for me the kind of fruit I'm feeling like right now is as bitter and like an old piece of black liquorice. I know what I must do. Mike is my main target right now, then after Daphne.
And I know how to deal with him. I know he's the type who seems big and macho with his crew behind him. But when he's alone, he's as much a threat as a new born baby. And I know the perfect time and place to catch him.