I woke up when I felt a tickling sensation on my face, I opened my eyes to see my parents using feathers to stroke my face. I screamed and rolled till I fell off the bed…at this rate I’m gonna be deformed.
They both burst out laughing,my fist clenched in anger… Why ain’t we permitted to punch our parents to default… Even if its just for once.
“Why did you guys do that?!…what on earth got into you two!!!” I screamed and mum ran to the back of dad…using him as a shield.
“Honey,Ivy looks very mad” She whispered and my dumb self couldn’t help but laugh.
“Why’d you guys do that?” I asked still angry…but this time my tone was much calmer..
“We were just trying to see if your face is ticklish… I tickled your dad in the face but nothing happened…but when I used a feather, he laughed… We decided to test it on you kids” Mum said and she started to giggle. God Why Me?!
Ivan opened the door to my room with feathers in his hair, followed by Dylan who had feathers in his mouth which he spat out in anger… I couldn’t hold back my laughter.
“You don’t look so good either” Ivan said and I smiled. I dusted my head and two feathers fell off.
Mum and Dad high fived.
“You…you looked like a devil just a minute ago” Dad said grinning and I fumed in anger..
“What normal Christian parent takes pride in seeing their daughter look like a devil?” I asked and they shrugged as they walked out.
“Normal’s boring” I heard mum say and I turned to the door way,mum’s face was below dad’s as they poked their heads into my room.
I threw my bunny at them in anger but unfortunately for me, it hit Dylan….no one dared to anger him within the space of 6am to 8am…I knew there was no way I’ll be let off.
“This is 6:33am…..You’ll pay for this I swear” he said angrily as he pocketed his wristwatch. Oh Crap!!
I got down from my car and carried my back pack…. Dylan hadn’t done anything…. In fact he had jumped on me and drummed on my back while I was eating breakfast…. Then Dad,Mum and Ivan started to laugh immediately I turned.
Probably they are just shocked and amazed that Dylan had let me off…the last time I offended him,I had woken up in the ER….I swallowed a bee…courtesy of our dear Dylan who inserted it in my sandwich… Just as I swallowed the last bite, he confessed and showed me a recording of how he was doing it…I had forced Dad and Mum to take me to the ER….I kept hitting my head on the door till I passed out. I know I’m crazy.
“Hey Girl” Mac greeted me,followed by Trina…I hugged them both and went to drop my back in my locker… Immediately I dropped it and my back was still to them, they both burst out laughing.
“What’s wrong?” I asked facing them and they both bit their lips to stifle their laughter,I shook my head and turned back… They continued laughing, very soon.. Everyone passing by joined them…some would whisper in each other’s ear and point at me… My back precisely and they’ll laugh.
“What’s the laughter all about?!” I screamed angrily.
“If you don’t tell me I’m not gonna let you come to my birthday tomorrow” I said to the duo and they just rolled their eyes.
“Oh please” they said and the bell rang… I had Algebra… So I walked to class deciding to ignore the cracking up of the crowd as I passed by.
“Morning Mr Luther” I greeted the teacher… He was always the first to reach the class… He started to laugh as I turned to walk to my seat.
“What’s going on?” I asked but he just shook his head… I took my seat which was on the second row and column…and everyone at the back cracked up….it took a lot of effort to shut them up.
A guy sitting at my back poked me with his pen and I turned to look at him.
“I wouldn’t mind to buy you….I need all you have to offer… My maid just gave birth” he said and I looked at him in confusion.
“Sorry?” I asked and he smiled as he removed something from my back and handed it over to me.
My eyeballs dropped and my jaw was left hanging as I read the contents.
“I am for sale. I can do everything you want. I do the dishes, mow the lawn, do the laundry and even scrub the floors… But I’m an asshole,I’m unimaginably stupid and I snuck out of rehab….Anyways BUY ME….@ a cheap price… Just 5 dollars….you can beat the price down though… I’m very cheap”
“Oh My GOOD GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed in the class and all I wanted to do was kill Dylan…..that bloody son of a woman!!!!!!….Why me Lord??
To be continued
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