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Runaway thief...

What's wrong with me, and you?

---Month after Kaila had discovered Helena dead---

I sat staring out the window, day dreaming. I wasn't sure about what when I realised what I was doing but, I'm pretty sure it was something nicer than my life right now. It was a Saturday morning, and I was feeling super depressed.

Louise and Eve had made a new friend, that I'm pretty sure was Harry's replacement hooker for the moment. Her name was Chloe, and lets just say she's just like Louise and Eve, only smarter and even more of a bitch! I think she may have even taken Harry's spot at the top of my hate list. She was just the kind of girl that made me mad. One she was a super slut, second she seemed to take pleasure in being unkind to everyone (especially to me, for some unknown reason), and thirdly is the perfect example of a women being under the male dominating society. This I hated. Why do some girls feel the need to make men feel in charge. By flaunting and trying to be sexy all the time, and non-stop subjecting herself to men?

I'll tell you..

The world will tell you it's a fair place, but let me break it to you, it's not. Especially when it comes to sexism, and the subjection of women. The world will also tell you, that every woman has to look a certain way, to be the perfect woman. Big boobs, flat stomach, long thin legs, and a nice butt. Unfortunately for most women, this is not the case, and so every regular girl feels like they are not good enough. So some of them decide to try and prove them-self through, wearing sexy clothes, getting men to fancy them, and desperately needing sex so they feel loved! Women who encourage men to feel in charge by doing all those things, completely defy equality between men and women. It is not how the world should be. Girls shouldn't have to feel the need to do this, but because of the society we live in, and how women are pressured in to feeling they should look a certain way, it leads girls to feel self-conscious. Sorry if that was a bit of a rant but it's totally true, and is the main reason I hate girls like Chloe, who encourage it.

Anyway moving on. Another thing really bothering me is the investigation of Helena's murder. I'm sure it is murder, but the police are completely ignorant to the thought of it. I cant remember the excuse they gave me, but I'm pretty sure it contained the words, old, and accident. I knew it couldn't possibly be an accident as Helena had always been such a safe person, following every safety hazard rule in the book. Like always waiting for the green man before crossing. Avoiding wet signs completely, and holding knifes by the handle and putting them away safely. It was absurd that she could have had an accident with a knife. Those policemen were blind to the harsh reality, that Helena had been murdered.

I had tried to investigate and try to find out how and why, but it was impossible without any evidence.

I missed her so much. Missing her say goodbye in the morning before school one day was ok, but everyday since for around a month was affecting me. I really badly missed her, she was the closest thing I had to some form of family. Now she was gone, all because someone had killed her. I was determined to find out what had happened, and why?

-------A Week Later--------

Today I had decided to wear something slightly brighter than usual, and overall I really like what I was wearing. It made me feel look slightly happier than I was inside. As I was heading on my way to school I spotted Harry and this new girl in front. I tried to find a way around them but it was hopeless. I pretended to be texting someone as I walked past them, ignoring the fact that they were snogging each others faces of. Once more Harry had made me feel slightly ill. I laughed a bit, as I held in my cringing. My efforts to not be noticed was hopeless. "Kaila", I spun around to see him and this girl grinning at me.

"What do you want Harry, if it's another joke that Chloe came up with then I dont want to hear it" "It's not" "ok so what do you want" "It's not one of Chloe's jokes, it's one of Sophie's". He was referring to the girl he was standing with, so I immediately turned around and started to walk of.

"She said I wonder whether her Gran picked out that outfit from her own wardrobe!" The two of them burst out loud in childish giggles, Harry obviously putting it on slightly. Probably just laughing to get the girl to like him, so he can sleep with her. I stopped as the comment had reminded me of Helena. I started welling up, but I held in in. This then caused me to get really angry. That was it, I had had enough of Harry and his shit!

I spun on my heel and headed back to where they were, standing still laughing. Thankfully I was taller than the other girl, making me less intimidated.

My muscles then took control, forcing me to lift my hand up, and...

The next thing I knew I had just slapped Sophie, and had punched Harry right in the stomach. Causing Harry to crumple up on the floor moaning, and Sophie to burst out in pathetic tears! I felt good for about a second, but soon began to regret doing that. I walked of back home, anger still flowing through me.

I ripped the dress of, and headed to my wardrobe to get changed again. Never would they tease me again, especially about what I was wearing. I felt conscious enough with my tall skinny body.

-------Harry's POV-------

I fell on the floor, writhing under the pain that had just filled my body. Wow she could punch hard! That was harder than some of the punches I got from some of the boys I had fought with before. For a girl who was supposedly a good girl, she knew how to defend herself.

I watched her walk along the street. Despite pretending to agree with Sophie, (unless she was just jealous, every other girl seemed to be) I thought that what she was wearing was actual kind of nice. Usually I would never think to much about what a girl was wearing, unless she was naked or it looked sexy, but since I met Kaila I had begun to think more about it. As I began to get up, I realised that every since I had met Kaila, I had begun to think about a lot more things. Like my feelings, and now what girls were wearing, and how nice Kaila actually looked. God I needed to stop talking to her, before she changed me even more.

------- Half an hour later-------

I sat at the back of the maths room with Zayn and Louis. They were currently taking the piss out of me for getting beaten up by a goody goody. Then suddenly the door opened and Kaila walked in. She had changed her clothes and was now wearing something different. It looked like her normal style but more sexy. Especially with those body chains peeping out underneath her crop top.

The room went silent, as she gave a note for being late, and sat down in her space next to Becky. They looked at each other and Becky whispered something, that made her smile. It must have been the way the light was shining on her from the window, but her eyes seemed to light up when she did. I smiled for a second thinking how nice she looked, but I quickly dropped it as I remembered her nasty personality. But seeing her that way with Becky, made me think, maybe she was only like when she was near me!

Notes

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love ellie xxxxxxx

Comments

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9/22/14

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5/10/14

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3/24/14

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