Chapter 13 Was I really a bad person ?

Monita's Pov:

          I had one more day left before going to school. I didn't know how Ryan knew about it but he called me early morning that he would come to meet me. But, I wanted to give him a surprise. So,  I went to his home to meet him.

      His home was just 10 minutes away from mine. I had been playing with him, since he was a child. When he first came to play with me, he had snots on his nose and I thought he was so disgusting. I would always try to run away from him. He was so little and so naive and of course, a lot of clumsy.

     When I told him to bring something, he would always bring another thing and there was even a time when he had to return for about ten times.

      He never knew how to ride his bicycle. I really didn't know, why would his parents buy him that again and again when he couldn't ride one.

     You know, I have spoilt my most beautiful clothes while teaching him bicycle but even after that he couldn't ride it well. Rest in peace my beautiful dress, because of him.

    He was so clumsy everytime that he would always slip, during rainy days and return home with his dirty uniforms. Although, I used to come home with him, I used to make a metre distance from him so that he wouldn't ruin my each and every dresses.

    He used to eat as slow as tortoise and walk as slow as snail. I used to leave him,  far behind and reach to school. He really used to irritate me. His velocity and my velocity never matched.

     I would have never been able to be friend with him until,  he was hit by a bike, when we were small, when I left him alone. Since, that day I didn't leave him alone. He occasionally gets bullied by some students for being so naive but with me around he was always safe.So, he used to stay around me most of the time. I was his amulet, to be safe.

     But he was good in studies. He was always in top 10 students. Maybe,  that was the reason my mom liked him so much. He was so faithful and loyal to her that he used to tattle everything about me to mom, not a single event would be missed. I always hated him for that. Even after that he would always stay with me as my GPS tracker. He would be found wherever I was and I would be found wherever he was.

      We held that kind of bond but I was going to leave him, too.When I knocked the door of his house, I felt as this would be my last time I would ever see him. My heart felt really weighed, and bad.

     The door didn't open,though I knocked for lots of time. But, it was locked from inside.I thought they didn't hear me, so I knocked aloud again. Then,  I heard the high pitched loud sound from verandah. It was his mom.

     "Why are you knocking door like that? Do you plan to break my door? Always acting like a thug. "

     It hurted me. Always acting like a thug, what does that mean. I wasn't ever like that. But,  even after that I asked her, "Auntie, Is Ryan home? Can I meet him? "

      "Why would he meet a girl like you?"

       "A girl like me.What does it mean auntie? "

      "Don't try to act innocent, now. I know what have you done? You're such a spoiled kid, running away from home, smoking, drinking. What else is still left? Do you want my son to be your accomplice, too?"

       Her words were sharper than the swords. I have never seen her angry like that. She had always been kind to me and now what happened to her. She said, "No wonder no school here wants to admit you. "

      "What? What are you saying, auntie? "

      "Don't you know? No school here are going to get you admitted. "

       This sentence went right to my mind, that is why mom enrolled me far from her. Oh! my God. I have only increased problems for her and they didn't tend to stop.

     I didn't want to say anything to her. Her son wasn't the only child, she had but for me he was my only friend. She didn't let me meet him before I go. I longed to meet him for so many days. Now, I knew why he didn't came to meet me? Did he also thought that, I would do such things? Does he also think that I was spoiled brat who didn't obey her parent, smokes,drinks and bully him?

      I was naughty but I always obeyed my mom except for that skipping classes, I never smoked and drunk, never was on drugs and I allowed him to get bullied, it was just because he was way to naive for everything. I had brought a catastrophe to myself. Soon, I was going to lose everything.My hometown, my stays with my family, my Max and Daisi and my only friend or my only best friend.

      I didn't know his absence would make me so anxious. I didn't know that his ignorance to me would make me feel so bad. I always thought he would always be around me. I treated him as he was granted but I never thought that he would get sick of me being with him.

    Was I really such a bad person?