Chapter 10 - The Sun

I felt something soft, brushing gently through my cheek. It was ticklish, but somehow i liked this feeling

Turning my head, only to find Sheryl who was smiling while using her finger to wipe away the cream which is on my face.

My left hand was holding onto a golden crepe, filled with cherries simmered in Kijafa sauce, with bite mark from Sheryl and me.
Guess what? The bigger bite mark actually belongs to Sheryl, who was trying to show how much she can eat in one bite.

We stopped at the creperies earlier, since Sheryl wants it badly, so badly that she behaved like a young girl, throwing tantrum as if she lost her toy.
Yes. I’m weak to these attacks.

My right hand was holding onto Sheryl, filled with nothing but her cheerful personality. Not forgetting how she dragged me to various shops along the way.

“Are girls like that?” I thought to myself as I normally took less than 15 minutes to reach school. Yet with her, we already took more than 30minutes. At this rate, I’m pretty sure that we’ll be late.

Yet, whenever I brought the question about how much time we left, Sheryl would replied like a spoiled child, telling me that she was never late for school before.

I understand, but still it doesn’t relieve me from feeling nervous.

“Are you tired?” I asked Sheryl as I saw sign of fatigue in her, as she was sweating a little under the sun.

Sheryl nodded energetically, which contradict to what she was feeling. I couldn’t help but to laugh at her reply.

Taking her to the nearby park, which seems so quiet and empty even though it’s the busiest hour where people are busily getting off to work and students rushing to school.

Yet, here we are, together in this serene park with a hustling sound of the water from the fountain in front of us. My heart was filled with joy and peace, while my burdens were as light as feather, drifting away like the wind.

“STOP!”

A scream pierced through the silence in the park. It’s belongs to a girl.

With that piercing scream, I turned my head.

There is a girl, wearing a school uniform. On a closer look, I realized that she from the same school as us. A group of guys were beside her, kicking someone who was lying down on the floor. She was trying to stop them, but they just ignore her completely, as if she was transparent.

The sun was too glaring, making it hard to see who is lying down there. I moved closer to where they are, trying to catch a sneak of the guy who was lying down there.

I identified him immediately. He was someone which I couldn’t forget, someone which I swore that I could beat the crap out of him if I had the chance. He was none other than Kobe, the culprit who caused everything yesterday.

There he was, pinned down by those guys who took turns, kicking him from the side. He was moaning in pain. But yet, I actually feels satisfied, satisfied at how much he deserved it.

“Stop!”

I heard the same piercing scream, this time it sound softer. She was crying, and yet she keeps telling to stop. She was desperate.

Right now, I no longer feel the joy from seeing Kobe getting kicked, his cries no longer sound pleasant to me. In fact, the more he moans, the worse I felt.

It felt like that I am the one lying down there, receiving blows after blows. Losing the ability to fight back, feeling really helpless. The cries from her, is really making my mind crazy. I couldn’t bear to look at it anymore.

I stepped forward.

Something was holding onto me, preventing me from going. It was Sheryl, holding my hand tightly. She looked at me, as if telling me not to go. But it’s more to it, her eyes are telling me that I should be with her together.

“No…” She said it softly while dragging onto my hand.

I was reluctant, but I had to let go of her hand.

Under the glaring sun, I could see her teary eye, beaming under the sunlight...