Chapter 2

‘Jinny what are you doing, you freak get your dirty hands off of me!!’

Brian is struggling to get me off of him, all week this has gone on, and I’m still puzzled as to why nothings working. I’ve tried writing poems and sticking them in his locker, I’ve held his hand before he could get away, I complimented him so many times I lost count!! What am I doing wrong? I even told him that I dream of putting Nutella on him and licking it off ( thought that’ll make him horny) but he just called me names and left me!!

He is beyond my comprehension. As my head is being thrown back and forth while he’s trying to get me off of his arm his face looks so damn freaked out I almost want to laugh.

‘I love youuuuu!!’ I tell him and he freezes, OMG I can’t handle it, I’m about to burst, this dude is so damn awkward. I can’t hold back.

‘HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!’ I let go of him and slam my hand on my leg, his face was priceless!!! The expression was the same like hearing that your best friend peed in your drink!

The playground suddenly goes quiet and I feel something behind me tense up. SUGER!! I think I just p**sed him off to the limit.

‘You dare make fun of me?’ His face was that of a bulls and his demeanour resembled the green Hulk. My body shook, damn never knew he could actually be scary.

‘No of course not.’ I say sarcastically, although I’m stepping on land mines here I still need to act calm and relaxed so that I don’t look like a complete idiot. His eyes were murderous. Before my mind could process the words, come here, my arm was dragged away by a powerful force.

We were near the PE changing rooms and Brian slammed me straight into a wall. I tried to get away but he pressed his body against me so that we were almost kissing.

‘What are you planning to do? Ruin me? What is it that you want!?’

He looked so desperate I almost felt bad but it soon faded when I realised that he isn’t so nice.

‘A date! On Saturday by 5 pm I need you at the New Felixstowe beach near the fish and chips stand.’

He looks at me intensely in the eyes and then smirks. ‘Why do you think ill listen to an ugly girl like you? You don’t own me!’

I was rendered speechless. What could I do so that he could agree?

‘You...’

‘Nothing to say? Even though you have a crush on me I won’t be easy on you, nor nice!’ He let go of my arms and stormed off. My wrists hurt and I rubbed them. What a tyrant!

For the rest of the week I sent him flowers, cards, toys (like for children) and so many other romantic c**p but every time he threw the stuff away.

‘Stop it Jinny it’s getting irritating!’

‘Please spend Saturday with me, oh I’ll be sooo alone.’ I used my best distressed voice and dramatically placed an arm on my forehead.

‘. You ugly b**ch! Are you deaf he wants you to stop.’

I stared at Vanessa, ‘ was I talking to you? I don’t remember your name to be Brian.’

‘Ooh Jinny I didn’t know you can act like a teacher.’

‘Yes and you still act like an immature 3 year old girl always on a tantrum.’ I smiled pleasantly, my eyes icy. Vanessa shut up and Brian even giggled a little but you’d have to be looking at him to notice.

‘Just please come with me this Saturday, just one date!!’

‘Jinny a no is a no!’ And he left. Oooojhh that boyyyyyy!!! As I’m about to chase after him and nag again, I feel a vibration in my coat pocket, I take my phone out and answered the call.

‘Hello.’

‘Ahh yes are you a family or friend of mr Bruner?’

‘Who is this?’

‘This is Sanditry Hospital Mr Bruner was in a car accident.’ My phone fell out of my hands, my body stood paralysed. As people pushed and barged past me even a few calling me names but all that was going through my head was: father. Hospital. Car crash!!

My feet could barley move stabd but I ran, I ran faster than my heart beat. Tears flew past my face and disappeared in the wind. Hospital? Hospital? Hospital! It almost sounded foreign, like something impossible just happened.

My brain buzzed and wizzed through memories, ideas, what ifs. All in a mater of a few seconds my whole life was scripted through my mind.

Arriving at the hospital everything almost felt surreal until I saw him. His body laying on the bed trolley. A mask covering his face and sorts of pipes and tubes tangled everywhere.

A doctor came, ‘he has a 2 Brocken ribs which is very lucky in his case, and his head has suffered little blood loss. Do brain tumours run in the family?’

What! ‘No.’

‘Your father has a brain tumour he will only be able to live for two more years, I’m sorry.’ My knees shook but my top half was paralysed. Tumour? Tumour! How can that even be used right now? How is that a word? Why is it a thing? Life felt like it was tumbling down hill.

Suddenly mother ran into the room, she was carrying shopping bags and was heaving heavily. Her bags dropped. Her hands reached to her face and she began to cry, her knees crashed into the floor but mother showed no sign of care. She looked up.

‘Mother he- he has a- a brain tumour!’ Tears ran down my face, I began to weap. Mother froze up she looked at the doctor from the floor.

‘He only has 2 years left.’

‘No no no no no no no, how, he was fine, I’m sure he was, ju-’ she began to cry. Suddenly I heard her scream and I wailed as well. It was painful, like my heart was to collapse no like I was going to die, no the feeling was indescribable, a pain that you could never get physically.

Ripping my fingered off would have been better.

For the day both of us hugged each other and just cried. Our eyes heart and voices crocked but we cried until no more tears were left to cry out.

As a kid my dad was the most supportive of my decisions. When I told them I wanted to be a psychologist instead of working for the family business ( a coffee shop) he cheered me on and made me the happiest. Whenever I was little and fell down to make me happier he would tell me little funny stories of when he was young. He was just an amazing father.

I could barely wake up the next day at schools. Moving around was hard like blocks of ice stuck on my feet. I hadn’t any energy to even try and talk to Brian, which he clearly looked happy about. All I could really think about was my father that my ears blocked out everything.

‘Jinny, jinny, jinny!’

‘Yes Mrs!’

‘Go stand outside I want to talk to you.’ My legs moved automatically but my brain was completely somewhere else. I stood outside life was completely drained out of me. Without any knowledge I began to walk further down the corridor, I was a complete zombie.

Suddenly I fell and I snapped out of my trance. My bottom hurt, I looked up, a handsome guy stood in front of me his hand was reached out towards me.

‘Sorry, here I’ll help you up.’ I was dazed he’s doing what? I had never had anyone be so nice to me.

‘Oh thank you, erm, I’m sorry I was just deep in thought, wait where am I?’ I looked around suddenly,

‘Jinny Burner where on earth do you think your going get back here right now!’

‘ oh god, I’m sorry I gotta go!’ I ran back to the teacher, she was so furious.

‘All day you have been out, not listening, not learning, not talking, I think you should go home and have a rest.’ I was shocked this was the first time my teacher was so nice to me.

I went inside and went to grab my stuff everyone was staring at me, I felt awkward. And when I looked up Brian looked weird actually so did everyone. As I was going out a girl, she was usually shy and quiet in the side classroom I didn’t even know her name, she grabbed my hand and gave me a pitious look and then let go.

I felt much worse.

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