Show me how defenceless you really are {Part 1}
A thousand thoughts cut through my mind like knifes as I watched the fuse burn shorter and shorter. My head, bleeding, felt heavy on my shoulders and my chest heaved as I took in deep breaths. I backed away from the house, slowly and calmly. Just as I got onto the pavement across the road, it blew.
The fire spread its flames up through the house but I could hear no-ones screams.
I couldn't hear her screaming for help, all I could hear was the glory of revenge. It buzzed in my ears and I got the feeling you get when you win a race or when it's the night before your birthday and you can't get to sleep.I felt strangely content.
Then I saw her.
Her mouth in a perfect 'o' screaming for help, her arms and hands pounding on the window pane. She was trapped and couldn't get out...Just the way I had intended.
It was never meant to end like this, we were supposed to be forever. That's what she said, she was always saying it. And I believed her. You see I'm a lonely kid, I've always been a lonely kid, ever since I grew up to be who I am. People reject the unfamiliar, and I, unfortunatly am the unfamiliar. I'm different, I don't wear the same things, or listen to the same things or even taste and feel the same things. I'm an outcast, just an accident waiting to happen.
Whereas on the other hand there was her, beautiful, happy, friendly and caring, the exact opposite to little old me.
I suppose people could call it fate that we met. I remember I was flunking Maths and English because I couldn't be bothered with anything but Art and Music. She was assigned to help me. Lucky me.
I resented the fact that I needed help, I liked being alone and doing my own thing, but no-one seemed to care....no-one ever seems to care do they?