He Is Not My Brother's

Damnation revenge's

Iren let out a rough breath. He still doesn't accept being suspended. Only one person should be punished. His cahoots on Amy increase when he hears from his friend who is one of the cheerleader members.

Iren's friend said that along the way to the basketball venue, Amy sat alone with Jimmi. It could be when suspended even the girl was still attached to Jimmi. In fact, during the dinner, Coach Emil invited Amy. Iren's heart was heating up. He can't accept that Amy's still sticking with Jimmi.

So the first day he entered school again, Iren with Martha, his friend who was always pigtailed, waiting patiently in the school toilet. They are planning something.

When the person they were waiting for came and used one of the toilet cubicles, Martha spilled a bucket filled with dirty water and some sticky things. They sniggered silently and immediately left the toilet.

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Amy doesn't believe that yesterday was her last day with the school basketball team. He's been fired. Yeah, 'cause Iren kicked him in the stomach the other day.

Now, the scholarship is threatened with repeal. In fact, it was one of his best achievements. Things he can be proud of his father. If the scholarship is completely revoked, then Amy will likely not have the face to meet father. And the bad news came yesterday. M said their dad's coming home this Saturday.

Amy clenched both hands to her face. Somehow it has to be. He must be prepared to accept the consequences of his actions. Because really, Amy does not regret having missed her kick.

"Are you okay?" sifa asked while sitting next to Amy.

Today is the day after Amy's three-day suspension ends. Every student who met him saw him with an unusual look. It's more fucked up than Amy thought. He felt like an inmate who had just escaped from a holding cell.

"Yes, I'm good, Sif. I just need to wash my face. I'm just sleepy" Amy said as she stood to the toilet.

Sifa who was still sitting. He was sure his friend was still watching him until he left the classroom door.

Outside, many disciples were again glancing at him, stealing glances at him, then talking about him in a voice that almost resembled a whisper.

Amy tried to walk as quietly as possible, not in a hurry. He did not want to avoid things like that - talked about, noticed with a strange look.

When she finally arrived at the toilet, Amy went straight into one of the open cubicles. He did not want to use the toilet, he just wanted to sit and reflect. The toilet is the only safe place in the school. He could let out his expression of frustration freely without fear of being seen by anyone.

Suddenly, something fell from above. A bucket filled with dirty water with some used chewing gum.

"Ughhh!!!" erang Amy's. He immediately went out of the room to see whose job it was. Unfortunately, there's no one. He only heard the sound of shoes clashing against the floor. Even when he came out, there was no one in sight.

Inflammating, Amy returns to the toilet and notices her condition in the mirror attached to the sink. Dirty clothes. Her hair was wet, with chewing gum everywhere. A stench smelled from all over his body.

But instead of being angry, Amy shed tears. His body slumped to the floor and immediately hugged his knees.

"What, the hell, is my fault?" annoyed. He was angry, very angry at anyone who did such an unspeakable deed.

With tears in her eyes, Amy washes her face and hair in the sink. Then he entered the chamber and flushed all over his body with a small hose beside the toilet.

Amy didn't venture out of the room until the water no longer dripped from her clothes and hair. Some students took turns using the toilet and complained and wondered why there was such a bad smell and dirty floors. He knew that this would be gossip again.

When the break bell rang, Amy came out of the toilet. Knowing the students were starting to leave first grade at a time, Amy ran towards the back gate of the school. He knew the other disciple was watching him again-again. They whispered to each other and wondered. But Amy doesn't care.

When familiar voices called out to him, he did not turn his head. Some people even fell down because they were pushed by it.

Amy kept running and running. All he wanted was to get out of school immediately. He wants to be alone. Without anyone to see or hear.

Amy's footsteps were unstoppable. He passed through the streets that people did not use. He went through the land that was still covered with tall trees, then crossed the road to the corn field whose trees were ready to harvest.

Amy ran non-stop, not caring about her calves being scratched by bushes and twigs or the tiredness that made her breath sting. The girl brutally barged through the corn fields and returned to the remains of the forest that still existed in the village until she found a rocky river.

The screams sounded loud and repeatedly. His anger. The burden that was cradling on his shoulders moved aside a little. Amy was crying.

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Some say Amy came home on break in a mess. It seems like someone has been sniffing it again. I was so worried that Amy wasn't home. His sister even came home from school without carrying a bag.

"Nothing there either, M" said Lewis, gasping a little. He and Zack who intend to play a game together at M's house even ends up helping M find Amy.

"You two just go home, it's late in the afternoon" said M. He felt sorry for Zack and Lewis.

"No. You can't be alone in this forest" rejected Zack, who was immediately asserted by Lewis.

"But you look tired." M leaning against a tree.

"You too" said Lewis.

"Maybe Amy's back, M. Come on, let's check first!" bring Zack.

"You're right, Zack. Come on, let's go back!"

The three of them returned from the forest. The atmosphere had darkened because the sun had sunk before they reached M's house.

The little house is empty. Not a single lamp was lit. Amy has not yet come home. They ended up sitting on a bench that was in the courtyard of the house.

"You just go home" said M.

"But ...." Zack cuts off M's speech.

"I'll ask Jimmi for help. So, you don't have to worry."

"Is it okay like that?" ask Lewis. She saw Amy running through the hallway this morning. Her clothes were wet and her hair was very messy.

"Yes. Its alright. Thanks for helping me, guys!“

"Anytime, friend," said Zack.

Finally M sits alone when Lewis and Zack disappear in the distance. He's really tired. However, his worries beat anything. M immediately went to Jimmi's house to ask for help. He even forgot to drink water. His throat felt very dry.

At that moment, he saw a shadow. From his height, M hoped that it was his sister. M did not dare to step an inch until he saw the figure was right Amy.

"Am ... Amy!!!"

Amy hurriedly ran and ran over to her brother. The girl said nothing. His entire body was cold as a corpse.

"You okay?"

Of course M knows the answer is no. His sister's hair is not tangled. Her skin was covered in light bruises and her school uniform was dirty, very dirty. She hugged her only sister tightly and kissed Amy's head repeatedly.

"Come, we're in!" Shepherded Amy to come in. He didn't want to ask anything. As usual, she would wait until Amy told her everything.

Seriate...

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*Hai readers, though,

Poor Amy, huh? Remember, yes, we can't do legislation and bullying. Okay*?