better,” I grind, making a grab for my Wagon Wheel and missing, much to my frustration.
“ I see,” he smirks. “I knew there was a reason dad liked you.”
I hear Ian laugh from the other side of the table but my attention is focussed solely on my round treat.
“I don’t get why you’re being like this, Ellie,” Karl frowns. “Doesn’t our history mean anything to you?”
“ It did.” Until you threw it all away.
“ What changed?” He frowns.
I don’t answer. Instead I aim for the nipple I can see thanks to his tight shirt and twist it brutally. I g ave him several warnings; he had plenty of chances to make the right move but he didn’t.
He grunts in agony and brings his hands up to rescue his man-nipple. I take the opportunity to snatch my Wagon Wheel away and I’m out of my chair in a matter of seconds.
Chapter 12
I need air, peace and quiet, and a few minutes to regain my composure. Becky seemed fine chatting with Rob so I don’t feel bad about leaving her. I hope she’s not offended but I need to calm down before I do something stupid and get myself expelled again. It occurs to me that if Karl reports me, then that might just happen.
I lower myself down by the tree on the bottom field that Becky showed me. It’s not raining for once but it’s not exactly warm so there are only a few kids out playing football and I’m relatively alone to take a breather.
I close my eyes and calm myself down. Before Karl knew who I was, he tried to talk to me. He seemed curious about me and I rebuffed him. When he figured out who I was, I thought he’d back off but it’s gotten worse if anything. I don’t know what to do. Like I told him, there’s nothing we have to say to each other, no matter what Bear says.
I’ve moved on, I’m rebuilding my life, and I feel like I’m finally finding my footing. I’m the closest I’ve felt to the real me in a long time. I feel less and less like I need my armour as protection. I can protect myself.
“Your arse must be cold,” a voice disturbs my peaceful moment of self-contemplation.
I know it’s Ian by the sound of his voice so I don’t bother opening my eyes. It’s too peaceful in my head to let the chaos of the world disturb it.
“I like sitting on the grass.” I think it comes from too much time spent with Bear but I’m not complaining. People forget to appreciate the beauty of the Earth sometimes and I’m grateful that I’ve been taught to stop and take notice.
“ Like having a wet arse as well?”
I flip him off without looking and feel his body slump down against the tree , right next to me.
I’m still trying to figure out how I didn’t hear him approaching.
“Wanna tell me why you just tried to de-nipple my brother?” Ian asks and I’d be worried if I couldn’t hear the humour in his voice.
“ He took my Wagon Wheel,” I grumble, letting my headrest against the sturdy trunk.
“ Seems fair,” he answers and I know he’s smirking.
I shrug. It was fair i n my mind; nobody messes with my wheels.
“ He just wants to talk to you.”
“ We have nothing to talk about,” I repeat.
I hear Ian sigh next to me and I open one eye to see him rubbing his temples, deep in thought.
“None of us knew where you went, you know,” he says after a while.
I shrug. I actually thought they would have known but I guess it didn’t matter since Karl didn’t want to see me either way.
“Karl asked about you every day for at least a year. First thing he did when we got home from school every night was check the post.”
My eyebrows pinch together in confusion. Why would I have sent a letter to him when I knew he didn’t want to see me?
“ We all missed you but I guess it hit him harder. I know you two were close.”
“ Why are you telling me this?” I scowl because it hurts to think about what I lost that day.
“ Just thought you’d want to know,” Ian shrugs, pushing up to standing so that he’s looking down at me. “Was it
“ I see,” he smirks. “I knew there was a reason dad liked you.”
I hear Ian laugh from the other side of the table but my attention is focussed solely on my round treat.
“I don’t get why you’re being like this, Ellie,” Karl frowns. “Doesn’t our history mean anything to you?”
“ It did.” Until you threw it all away.
“ What changed?” He frowns.
I don’t answer. Instead I aim for the nipple I can see thanks to his tight shirt and twist it brutally. I g ave him several warnings; he had plenty of chances to make the right move but he didn’t.
He grunts in agony and brings his hands up to rescue his man-nipple. I take the opportunity to snatch my Wagon Wheel away and I’m out of my chair in a matter of seconds.
Chapter 12
I need air, peace and quiet, and a few minutes to regain my composure. Becky seemed fine chatting with Rob so I don’t feel bad about leaving her. I hope she’s not offended but I need to calm down before I do something stupid and get myself expelled again. It occurs to me that if Karl reports me, then that might just happen.
I lower myself down by the tree on the bottom field that Becky showed me. It’s not raining for once but it’s not exactly warm so there are only a few kids out playing football and I’m relatively alone to take a breather.
I close my eyes and calm myself down. Before Karl knew who I was, he tried to talk to me. He seemed curious about me and I rebuffed him. When he figured out who I was, I thought he’d back off but it’s gotten worse if anything. I don’t know what to do. Like I told him, there’s nothing we have to say to each other, no matter what Bear says.
I’ve moved on, I’m rebuilding my life, and I feel like I’m finally finding my footing. I’m the closest I’ve felt to the real me in a long time. I feel less and less like I need my armour as protection. I can protect myself.
“Your arse must be cold,” a voice disturbs my peaceful moment of self-contemplation.
I know it’s Ian by the sound of his voice so I don’t bother opening my eyes. It’s too peaceful in my head to let the chaos of the world disturb it.
“I like sitting on the grass.” I think it comes from too much time spent with Bear but I’m not complaining. People forget to appreciate the beauty of the Earth sometimes and I’m grateful that I’ve been taught to stop and take notice.
“ Like having a wet arse as well?”
I flip him off without looking and feel his body slump down against the tree , right next to me.
I’m still trying to figure out how I didn’t hear him approaching.
“Wanna tell me why you just tried to de-nipple my brother?” Ian asks and I’d be worried if I couldn’t hear the humour in his voice.
“ He took my Wagon Wheel,” I grumble, letting my headrest against the sturdy trunk.
“ Seems fair,” he answers and I know he’s smirking.
I shrug. It was fair i n my mind; nobody messes with my wheels.
“ He just wants to talk to you.”
“ We have nothing to talk about,” I repeat.
I hear Ian sigh next to me and I open one eye to see him rubbing his temples, deep in thought.
“None of us knew where you went, you know,” he says after a while.
I shrug. I actually thought they would have known but I guess it didn’t matter since Karl didn’t want to see me either way.
“Karl asked about you every day for at least a year. First thing he did when we got home from school every night was check the post.”
My eyebrows pinch together in confusion. Why would I have sent a letter to him when I knew he didn’t want to see me?
“ We all missed you but I guess it hit him harder. I know you two were close.”
“ Why are you telling me this?” I scowl because it hurts to think about what I lost that day.
“ Just thought you’d want to know,” Ian shrugs, pushing up to standing so that he’s looking down at me. “Was it
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