You Are My Eyes (Haven't been edited)
Guidance Angel (Chapter 36)
(Ivy’s P.O.V)
“Ready to go?” Zayn asked. “Let’s go,” I said after inhaling a deep breath.
Harry has finally convinced me to go home and have proper rest before returning back to school. Harry himself will be released in two days, the doctor said that his fractured ribs are healing well, but he has to be really cautious of his movements and whereabouts.
“Ivy I want to warn you that people at this school are just hypocrites alright……even that Tom boy….don’t take anything they are saying to heart,” he stated seriously and I nodded in reply.
What happen during my three day of absent? Why does Zayn all of a sudden warn me about getting verbally abused? They already did that on regular basis anyway……so why the sudden warning now?
Once we step our footsteps into the building, I could hear low murmuring everywhere. In some way this remind me of the time Zayn saved me from taking away my life. It was not a good memory and nor was it a good feeling. Something was not right….inside of me….I knew….I knew something bad was going to happen.
“You don’t know how many girls hate her at school because of this….and she decided not to turn up for two days already….boy I hate her gut.”
Alex’s word flashed through my mind when she went to visit Harry. Well, she went to complain about me is a better statement. I could feel the chill at the back of my spine, but I shook it off.
I was ready to face whatever was to come my way. I was ready. I’ve been through enough in life to stand some teenage girls, some nonsense bullying and there selfishness.
Don’t they know that there are more things to the world then just to mingle with people’s lives? Don’t they know that life is too short to waste by ruining it for others?
“Bitch….what are you trying to do? Kill Harry?” a voice I’ve never heard before gritted.
“Can’t believe people fool for your innocent act,” another spat.
Here we go. I wasn’t surprised by this at all. Accusation is something kids these days really good at and I am glad I didn’t end up like that….like them. I will forever be in debt to my beautiful parents for raising me with love and care.
“Are you even actually blind? Or is this all an Act?” a very familiar voice laughed sarcastically.
Alex.
“Alex…get out of our way,” Zayn said in a warning tone. “Why? Why Zayn? Why are you defending this pathetic little bitch? She hasn’t done anything good for you…..in fact I think she brought more trouble for you instead,” she chuckled wickedly.
She was right in that extent. I haven’t done any good deeds for Zayn and yet he sticks by my side always.
“So Evy….let me ask you again…are you actually blind?” I know she is only about a meter or so away from me now because her voice sounded close. Too close.
I could feel my blood boil at her disgusting question. Does she really think that I am faking my blindness? Why would I fake something so horrible? Does she really think that being blind is good? Enjoyable?
“I didn’t know you were such a good actress. Pretending to be blind….for what? To get more attention? To be more popular? To able to receive sympathy?......to get Harry to like you?” she scoffed in disbelief.
So in the end…..this is what it’s all about? Harry? Harry is the reason why she is treating me this way? Harry is the reason why she is acting this way?
“Alex I said back off,” Zayn growled and I can tell he was trying to control his temper. I haven’t heard Zayn sounded so angry before and I hope to never actually hear it because his voice sounded so dangerous just then.
“There you go again backing up this mutant…..why? All of a sudden she lost her voice too?” she laughed and a crowed of laughter joined her.
“Alexander get out of my way and let me go on with my day,” I tried to say calmly as I can, but the feeling inside me is nowhere near close to calming.
“Oh she can actually talk…..maybe in a few second she would able to see as well,” she snickered.
“Yeah you show her Alex,” a female voice called out.
“Bitch fights are always fun,” a male chuckled.
“Aww for Evy is about to cry? Run back to mama and papa? Oh wait they are no longer here……they are dead….how did you even managed to get into our school? Did your papa have to beg on his knees before he crashed and killed himself?”
I could take any insult she gives me. Any at all….. but about my parents. I was rigid. My hand turned into a ball of fist, my bloodstream run through my body rapidly as my heart start to accelerate. I breathe in and breathe out heavily trying to control myself to not attack her.
“Oh little Evy is getting angry now,” she cooed sweetly as if she was talking to a five year old. I could feel her presence getting closer from every repulsive word she spat out.
“By the way how did your parents afford your education all these years? When they barely have a penny to spent on….oh don’t tell me he had to beg every school to let you -,” my hand rose up and landed on her cheeks. Hard. The sound echoed the hall and the crowed went dead silent.
She past the boundaries. That was too much…..I have heard all different types of insult in my life……but no one make fun of my mum and dad. No one….. They are the best thing in my life. The best possibly parents I could ever ask for in this world.
Some Harry obsessed girl will not come in and insult them like they are a nobody. Yes! We weren’t the richest people…..in fact we were far off and in other people’s eyes……my parents maybe some lowly class people…..but in my eyes….they are an angel sent from heaven to look after me.
I can’t see them physically but every time I open my eyes and look at them…..I see light…..not darkness….they are my angel. Sparks, warmth, kindness, modesty always radiant from them, not only towards me, but towards everyone they met. They both were more than just parents to me……they were my guidance angel.
“I can’t believe you slapped me,” she muttered in disbelief. “I can’t believe you just slapped me,” this time she screamed at my face.
Before I could process what was going on I could feel a body tackled me to the floor. I fall on my back and hit my head hard on the cement floor.
“You going to regret you ever slapped me mutant,” she screeched.
“Ready to go?” Zayn asked. “Let’s go,” I said after inhaling a deep breath.
Harry has finally convinced me to go home and have proper rest before returning back to school. Harry himself will be released in two days, the doctor said that his fractured ribs are healing well, but he has to be really cautious of his movements and whereabouts.
“Ivy I want to warn you that people at this school are just hypocrites alright……even that Tom boy….don’t take anything they are saying to heart,” he stated seriously and I nodded in reply.
What happen during my three day of absent? Why does Zayn all of a sudden warn me about getting verbally abused? They already did that on regular basis anyway……so why the sudden warning now?
Once we step our footsteps into the building, I could hear low murmuring everywhere. In some way this remind me of the time Zayn saved me from taking away my life. It was not a good memory and nor was it a good feeling. Something was not right….inside of me….I knew….I knew something bad was going to happen.
“You don’t know how many girls hate her at school because of this….and she decided not to turn up for two days already….boy I hate her gut.”
Alex’s word flashed through my mind when she went to visit Harry. Well, she went to complain about me is a better statement. I could feel the chill at the back of my spine, but I shook it off.
I was ready to face whatever was to come my way. I was ready. I’ve been through enough in life to stand some teenage girls, some nonsense bullying and there selfishness.
Don’t they know that there are more things to the world then just to mingle with people’s lives? Don’t they know that life is too short to waste by ruining it for others?
“Bitch….what are you trying to do? Kill Harry?” a voice I’ve never heard before gritted.
“Can’t believe people fool for your innocent act,” another spat.
Here we go. I wasn’t surprised by this at all. Accusation is something kids these days really good at and I am glad I didn’t end up like that….like them. I will forever be in debt to my beautiful parents for raising me with love and care.
“Are you even actually blind? Or is this all an Act?” a very familiar voice laughed sarcastically.
Alex.
“Alex…get out of our way,” Zayn said in a warning tone. “Why? Why Zayn? Why are you defending this pathetic little bitch? She hasn’t done anything good for you…..in fact I think she brought more trouble for you instead,” she chuckled wickedly.
She was right in that extent. I haven’t done any good deeds for Zayn and yet he sticks by my side always.
“So Evy….let me ask you again…are you actually blind?” I know she is only about a meter or so away from me now because her voice sounded close. Too close.
I could feel my blood boil at her disgusting question. Does she really think that I am faking my blindness? Why would I fake something so horrible? Does she really think that being blind is good? Enjoyable?
“I didn’t know you were such a good actress. Pretending to be blind….for what? To get more attention? To be more popular? To able to receive sympathy?......to get Harry to like you?” she scoffed in disbelief.
So in the end…..this is what it’s all about? Harry? Harry is the reason why she is treating me this way? Harry is the reason why she is acting this way?
“Alex I said back off,” Zayn growled and I can tell he was trying to control his temper. I haven’t heard Zayn sounded so angry before and I hope to never actually hear it because his voice sounded so dangerous just then.
“There you go again backing up this mutant…..why? All of a sudden she lost her voice too?” she laughed and a crowed of laughter joined her.
“Alexander get out of my way and let me go on with my day,” I tried to say calmly as I can, but the feeling inside me is nowhere near close to calming.
“Oh she can actually talk…..maybe in a few second she would able to see as well,” she snickered.
“Yeah you show her Alex,” a female voice called out.
“Bitch fights are always fun,” a male chuckled.
“Aww for Evy is about to cry? Run back to mama and papa? Oh wait they are no longer here……they are dead….how did you even managed to get into our school? Did your papa have to beg on his knees before he crashed and killed himself?”
I could take any insult she gives me. Any at all….. but about my parents. I was rigid. My hand turned into a ball of fist, my bloodstream run through my body rapidly as my heart start to accelerate. I breathe in and breathe out heavily trying to control myself to not attack her.
“Oh little Evy is getting angry now,” she cooed sweetly as if she was talking to a five year old. I could feel her presence getting closer from every repulsive word she spat out.
“By the way how did your parents afford your education all these years? When they barely have a penny to spent on….oh don’t tell me he had to beg every school to let you -,” my hand rose up and landed on her cheeks. Hard. The sound echoed the hall and the crowed went dead silent.
She past the boundaries. That was too much…..I have heard all different types of insult in my life……but no one make fun of my mum and dad. No one….. They are the best thing in my life. The best possibly parents I could ever ask for in this world.
Some Harry obsessed girl will not come in and insult them like they are a nobody. Yes! We weren’t the richest people…..in fact we were far off and in other people’s eyes……my parents maybe some lowly class people…..but in my eyes….they are an angel sent from heaven to look after me.
I can’t see them physically but every time I open my eyes and look at them…..I see light…..not darkness….they are my angel. Sparks, warmth, kindness, modesty always radiant from them, not only towards me, but towards everyone they met. They both were more than just parents to me……they were my guidance angel.
“I can’t believe you slapped me,” she muttered in disbelief. “I can’t believe you just slapped me,” this time she screamed at my face.
Before I could process what was going on I could feel a body tackled me to the floor. I fall on my back and hit my head hard on the cement floor.
“You going to regret you ever slapped me mutant,” she screeched.
Notes
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6/20/16