02|godforsaken superhero

Brenda G

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"Suicide is not a solution, dammit!"  A deep masculine voice that invoked a shiver from me, yelled. It was authoritative and so manly.

"Are you stupid? You wanted to drown yourself to death!?" the mystery guy added.

No moron! I wasn't! Ever heard of diving? That's what I was up to before you swooped in like some godforsaken superhero and ruined it for me.

I inwardly lamented.

It was at that moment that my eyes got a better view of my supposed saviour. His ebony locks of hair were resting lazily on his forehead and obscuring one of his eyes, making it a bit difficult to recognize his facial features. He was kind of hot, I admit, but hot or not, he ruined my swimming and if there's one thing I hated was someone meddling in my business.

My heart which was racing began to slow its pace as anger overtook my senses.

I threw an infuriated glare at the intruder, dived back into the stream and swam away towards the other side of the stream where Gg was busy watching the scene.

"You are welcome." I felt a hint of mockery in his voice as he yelled after me.

I despised being mocked and right after he said those words, my words came immediately.

"On top of the limited vocabulary you know, learn a new terminology called diving," I spat rudely, patting Gg lightly for him to get up as I dressed up quickly so we could leave.

"Oh, says a girl who I should sue for trespassing?" His husky voice spoke.

I neither spoke another word nor spared him a glance, instead, I climbed onto Gg's humped back and strolled away.

"Idiot, why would I want to die?!" I grumbled angrily as we disappeared from the stream.

The dust had vanished which meant the air was pure once again and I could inhale it, without having to worry about respiratory tract infections.

But you know the saying, don't point it out or you will jinx it? Yeah, they were totally right because as soon as I pointed out that the place was clear, a bike came gunning down the street and carrying with it a pile of dust.

I started to wave my hand in front of my face to clear the dust as I coughed furiously. The bike skidded to a stop and turned around in the direction where we had stopped.

"Sorry!" a voice echoed and I squinted my eyes through the dust to be able to get a better view of the person who had stepped down from the bike and was strolling towards us.

"Sometimes showing off can lead you into deep shit" the voice, which I now realised sounded feminine, self-mocked.

What's wrong with people around here?

I watched closely and curiously as the figure approached. When she was close enough, she took off her helmet and her obsidian hair bounced out in a fashion and fell over her small shoulders.

She was clad in raven, from head to toe, it was as if she was celebrating black Friday. She looked roughly my age and had a similar physique to mine.

"I'm Sydney but my friends like to call me Syd," she flashed me a grin, and to be respectful, I sent her a rueful smile.

"Well, I'm Brenda and he," I touched Gg, "He's Gg, my pet camel"

"Oh wow, so we can have camels as pets. Hmm… anyway, nice to meet you Bree" she chuckled and I cocked a brow at what she called me.

"Nice to meet you too." I sneezed and motioned to the dust-laden air that she was unintentionally responsible for polluting.

"I thought I was using the path alone," she sighed and rubbed her forehead then tucked the hair that had fallen over her face behind her ear.

"You are the new girl?" She suddenly asked while brushing her hand through her midnight hair.

"Two months can't count as new."

"I knew I will find you. You've been the talk of the town," she spoke with a cheerful smile on her lips.

"Huh?" I raised a curious brow.

"Yes, a boyfriend snatcher." she chuckled humorously.

My eyes widened in shock.

"Wait. Why did they label me as a boyfriend snatcher? Since I arrived here I haven't even met a boy, let alone snatched one!" I defended myself immediately, mentally knowing I just escaped one minutes ago.

She laughed.

"In this side of town, a girl is considered a boyfriend snatcher with her beauty."

"Oh," I heaved a sigh of relief and didn't miss the part that the people counted me as beautiful.

"Well, people should calm their demons 'cause I won't be snatching any boyfriend. Anyway Sydney…" I adjusted myself on Gg's back, "It was nice meeting you."

"Oh, wait…" she jumped in front of Gg, hence stopping him from walking away. "Come to my birthday party tonight," she requested, more like demanded.

That was unexpected and her characters were quite unbelievable. "I can't," I genuinely said. I wasn't ready to land myself under the attention of people who had already labelled me as a snatcher.

"You have to. I have invited everyone in the estate and only you are remaining. I've already spoken to your father and he approved it" she jabbed me playfully then turned to Gg. "Do you want to come too?"

"You spoke to my dad?"

She nodded, "yep, I was gonna ask your mum for permission but boy oh boy, her eyes got me dumb."

I almost laughed at that because she was totally right. She even did well for not talking to her because she could have hated her at her first sight.

My mom was a short-tempered woman. Even the slightest of things made her furious, and speaking of going to night parties could have led to an argument and a hundred reasons why I have never listened to anything she said.

Our relationship was not good, I sometimes forgot I had a mother.

"Honestly I can't" I egged on, I knew partying was to come along with another argument with my mother.

"Your dad already approved it! So you will come!"

Dad was affectionate and I loved him for that. He was my rock, my strength, and the reason for my smile. Whenever I was down, he would cheer me up.

If only he was not always busy at work, then home couldn't have been a living hell.

"My house number is 33AC. I won't cut my cake until you come- bye" she emotionally blackmailed then ran off to her bike and rode off without waiting for me to argue.

I shrugged and patted Gg's back as a signal for him to start moving and he complied.

Maybe I needed the party because dad was to work that night and a whole night with mum alone always ended up in a sick drama and a million reasons why I was a bad daughter.

The distance I had with my mother was enough to tell that our relationship was rotten. It was never like that before, she never used to hate me for no reason, but when time went by, she changed.

It was not a big deal to see her change, but one day she gave me a reason to know I had no mother, and the words she blurted to me were tattooed in the deepest corner of my heart.

"You know what breaks my heart? To know that you are my daughter!"

Those were her words and even if a miracle was to happen and we would be okay someday, I was never gonna forget those words because she told a seven years old me, and seven years me was too young for those words.