Fighting Fear

I gave a puzzled look at her, "I'll go change then." I needed to go home.

"Ok no problem, but don't do anything stupid" She gave a look as though she was trying to understand why I am doing all this.

"Mom please be fine!" I spoke trying to reinvoke dead emotions.

I stood at the door and deep down knew she had something in her mind.

"Go! Nancy would soon be here." She reminded me of the obvious.

I came out of the hospital and knew I wouldn't be able to take public transport.

I braced myself for the journey ahead, walking each step, calculating my next move.

I placed a question mark on as many questions I could find?

My mind kept going on a rollercoaster ride, from one thought to another.

I noticed two young men following me, probably they think I am attractive.

And yes I was attractive.

They kept following me getting more closer.

I smiled because I remembered this happening back then.

I was a scared little girl but not anymore.

I clenched my fist, it was time I teach people one or two.

They were getting closer, i took a turn to a lonely ally.

I guess I just made their day alot better or should I say more painful.

They smiled and ran towards me, I kept my cool.

"How may I help you?" I asked trying to ensure I was civilized before anything happens.

"Oh! We just want to have fun" the one with an unkept beard spoke rudely.

"Yes, seeing you I can already imagine all the much fun we would have." The other one who I didn't quite understand his dressing style (what is green top on pink shorts) replied him.

"Alright what do you want?" I spoke back looking so defenseless.

I noticed the shock in their eyes, they never expected it.

The unkept beard man charge towards me.

I hit him so hard in his chest, he staggered for breath.

When Mr 'color clothing' saw this, he ran in so much energy.

But same story; I had him were I wanted him. I placed my leg and he fell faced down to the floor.

They were already getting grumpy. Alright let's finish this.

I have to be home already.

Then we fought; with every move they gave being so predetermined.

They fought like amateurs.

They were on the floor with bruises, "who are you?" Unkept beard ask me while trying to still get his breath.

"I am a Daisy and you both wasted my time" I left them as though nothing happened.

After six years I never thought I would throw a punch again.

I just couldn't take it anymore, I needed answers.

And yes, I can fight real good.

*****

Sometimes we never know how much we would go to fight for those we love.

Most times, when we have gone so deep we ask whether it was worth it.

We got out of the house heading for the police station, I noticed the look the neighbors gave when they saw him.

You didn't need to say anything but it was clear he had no friend.

I held his hand tighter trying to make him understand he was not alone.

I really wish he could feel it also.

We got to the end of the Street and could still see them murmuring.

I don't know how long it has been but it was clear they have not forgotten.

"Daisy it's okay" he looked down to me. He must have gotten the message.

"Sir.." I already had teary eyes. Daisy be strong.

He had no one yet he chose to help me.

We were at the bus park and it was clear the journey would be a long one.

The crowd was so much and I was tired from all the walking.

"Let me go get us tickets, take my phone" he pointed at his phone which I must admit doesn't look attractive.

"Alright" i gave a wide smile trying to give him the hope he needed.

He smiled back, it really felt fulfilling seeing it.

I sat on the chair beneath a tree that had shedded most of its leafs.

"Soon all this would be over!" I couldn't deny the smile already forming.

Once Rakas has been caught and his boss exposed everything would go back to normal.

Mum would return. hopefully, Dad would be better.

Then all this would be a thing of the past.

As for Mr frank...

I gave a huge sigh. "I don't know but I wouldn't leave him like this." I spoke as though someone was there.

I laid back on the chair and whispered to myself "Finally"

Really I was happy!

Time kept going on and he didn't return.

The first bus left, then the second and now the third.

Yet he was no where to be found, I paced around the bus park.

Where did he go to?

My smile faded away and suddenly got visited by voices in my head.

"Everything you touch gets ruined!" I could feel them so close.

"No!" I shunned the voices in my head. I kept on looking out for him.

But it was as though he vanished, no where in sight!

(Phone rings)

I took hold of the phone that I had forgotten was still with me.

"No name?" I gave a conflicting look. I ignored the call.

I kept on looking around for him, the call kept coming.

I was getting frustrated already, "Hello!" I shouted back.

"Hi dear" I heard that familiar voice I knew so well

"Rakas!" I trembled in my reply, my hands were shaking.

How did he get this number! I was still thinking how he got it

Then he shocked the skeletons out of me, "I have him!"

His words scattered the roof of my heart, I grew cold all at once.

Like ants crawling through my body, my feet almost gave way.

"If you want him come" he spoke so confidently "I can't wait to see you."

"Where?" I held back all my fears in a place of a second, bravely.

"I would tell you" he chuckled and ended the call.

Immediately it ended, sweat came from no where.

What do I do?

Who would believe me?

I can't just leave him like that!

What have I brought him into?

I stood frozen in time; What "next?"

Our inabilities are clearly seen when we fail to solve problems right infront of us.

Sometimes we tear our skin, bleed through our eyes.

Just because we just can't, we can't.

I was thinking of what next to do, I didn't know my way around this side of town.

I was on the street, I had to put definite answers on the questions already growing.

Should I go back to the hospital?

Probably tell doctor John what happened.

Or should I just find my way to the cops, but what if they ask who I am to him.

What if?

I clenched my fist in anger, I was already getting tired of my mind;

I had to do something.

I have kept my ability in martial arts secret because I haven't still been able to use it to get out of this.

And no matter what, I can't hit who doesn't deserve it.

In the cause of the past few years I have seen pain which caused me to surpress it. I didn't want to cause more pain.