Chapter three: Kickin' my legs, screaming

They both looked at me, part shocked and part terrified. Their little girl was covered in mud and had a large, yellowing bruise on her arm. She was also out in the dark at past midnight when she should be in bed. I could see why they grounded me for a month.

"Kim?" My father repeated "W-why?"

Mom was clearly speechless. Her eyes were burning into my face until I had to look away. My heart plummeted down to my sneakers and I tried out my apologies in my head.

'I was taking a walk' No, that is just a piece of rubbish. Um… it was 1:30 in the morning.

'I fell' Well that was a stupid excuse.

'I'm trying to save the most important guy in my world's life by doing bad to make good. He doesn't deserve jail. He only meant to help his mum so it's breaking my heart to see him behind bars.' The truth was kinda blunt.

Instead I found my feet, found the nearest wall, ran and jumped.

Now I was at the top of the wall. It was so high and I was toppling, my feet barely touching the bricks. Next to me was a cola bottle. It was only small but from my height it could do a fair bit of damage. Suddenly it felt like I was on a cartoon and a light bulb was above my head, flashing like crazy. I had an amazing idea that could do a hell of a lot of wrong but it was a moment I couldn't let pass. So I did it. I threw the bottle at my dad's head, a perfect aim I must say. He fell right down and I knew I hadn't made a good decision.

"Robert?" My mom gasped.

I got down as soon as I could to see what damage I had done. My father was lying stone cold on the pavement, hardly breathing. Tears were running down my mom's cheeks and I couldn't bear that.

"I-I-I didn't mean to!" I struggled. I was past sentences. I was past crying. I didn't know that it would end up so bad.

The doctor, as called for, arrived immediately. The chair my father was standing on whilst trying to call me down, lay battered on the floor with only two legs remaining and blood trickling down the seat.

"The chair made all the difference." Doc explained, "He may have a concussion as this pavement is rock hard. You may want to take…" The doctor had hardly finished when a ear-blasting siren screamed through the air. Two men dragged me away in handcuffs whilst I kicked my legs, screaming.

Cliffy! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Review! Please!

Kate xxx