THE PUPPETS MASTER

CH. 1 ~ THE PAST... YESTERDAY... PRESENT

    I shall explain 'the past' first. Like, I mean, duh dur. Anyhow. Over the years of hanging around with Vinnie and Soph I've started to develop feelings for Vinnie. I didn't realize such feelings were real until the middle of 7th grade. The day I worked up the courage to actually tell him, though, I had learned that he was sent to study abroad. Ever since Soph and I fell apart.

                                                             ...FAST FORWARD TWO YEARS...

    Onto 'Yesterday'. This was the day that Vinnie was coming back! I was so excited, worried, and overall happy. Excited because I haven't seen him for so long. I worried because he might not recognize me or even like me. Happy because, well it's VINNIE! I had everything planned for us and the fam. We were gonna go out for dinner, go to see a movie, then go to the park for an outdoor family game.

    As I heard the door open I rushed to see who it was. Hoping it was him I peeked around the corner. It was! I ran and jumped into his arms, giving him a big-o hug saying, "Welcome back Vinnie! It's great seeing you again. I've missed you." "Get off me! And do I know you?" he responded breaking my heart a little. "Vinnie that's not funny. It's me. Your K-bear." I responded hoping he'll remember as tears flooded my eyes. As he was gonna respond Sophia walked in. "Babe? Oh! There you are." she called out with a practiced smile. "Babe, what are you doing with her? Are you cheating on me?" she asked with a pouty face and tears." N-no. Never. I was just asking if I knew her." he answered quickly. "Thank goodness. I thought you were gonna cheat on me with this fatso!" she replied in an overly cheery tone. "So you really don't remember me, Vinnie?" I asked with tears flowing down my face. "Of course not. Why would I want to know some trash?" he questioned in a cold tone. I was silent for a few moments before I started to laugh while sobbing. They looked at me with an annoyed expression. "I should have known. I should have f*****g known. You really would do this, wouldn't you Soph. I shouldn't be surprised with what you've done in the past."

    With that, I turned around and walked away. At least tried to when I bumped into someone. Looking up I realized it was my brother Den Den. He looked down at me with concern written all over his face. "Are you alright my little Joker?" I nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine my big Den Den." "Are you sure?" "Yeah. I'll just be in my room having a little time to collect myself before we start." I responded. He nodded then looked up to actually take in the scene in front of him. Knowing how I felt about Vince, he looked at me with sadness in his eyes. He always hated seeing me upset, just like I hated seeing him upset. But what's done is done. 

    On my way to my room I heard yelling, not caring who it was I kept going. The further I went the more muffled the voices got. By the time I got to my room, Den Den had already caught up. "My little Joker. I know you're not alright. I can see it in your eyes and face. Tell me, how are you holding up? Do you need me to kick his ass for you? You know I would. Just say the word and I'll go now." he said, fully serious. As hard as it may have been, I laughed. "My big Den Den. As tempting as that offer is I'm fine. But can you do me a favor? Just tell everyone I won't be able to make it tonight. And don't let anyone come up, please." He looked at me for a second before nodding. "Of course. Anything for you my little Joker." With that, he got up to leave. "My big Den Den? I love you. To the moon and back a million times. Don't forget that." I told him. "I know. And I love you too my little Joker. To the moon and back a million times. I'll always stand by your side. Don't you forget that."

    When he walked out I whispered, "I'm sorry." Packing everything I need I called my favorite person in the entire world. My Gramgram. Unlike everyone else, she couldn't care less whether I was a hybrid or not she always cared how people were on the inside, not just the outside. She'll also understand what I mean when I say I need help. She knows of my troubles, as well as my big Den Den's troubles. She's the only person that I trusted to tell of the bullying, harassment, beatings, and all the harsh things I chose to endure due to my faith that I would be a day closer to graduating. Closer to leaving this place called school.