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That Fair Maiden
Chapter 4
"Pucca! Hey, Pucca, wait up!" yelled Garu as he ran towards her. Pucca spun around and saw Garu sprinting towards her down the road. Pucca smiled and waited for him. Garu ran headlong to her and swept her off her feet. Pucca giggled as he spun her around and around. Garu gently let her down and kissed her slender lips. "What's gotten into you today? You're so happy!" exclaimed Pucca. Garu chuckled and replied, "Really? I didn't realize. Enough about me, what's up with you?" Pucca smiled and they continued walking to the Goh-Rong. "Well, I just got my history project back. I got a B plus." Explained Pucca. Garu nodded and half-smiled. "Hey, you know the new girl, Estelle? She's pretty cool, isn't she?" Garu asked. Pucca almost completely stopped in her tracks. "Um, yes. Yes she is…pretty cool." Mumbled Pucca. "And did you see what she can do with a paper cup? It's way too cool! She just takes it…" Garu's voice seemed to drift off.
Pucca's head was dancing with images of Garu and Estelle cuddling together. He loved HER! Not ESTELLE! "…And it just pops! It was really cool! You should get her to demonstrate for you!" finished Garu with a big goofy smile on his face. By the time he finished talking, they had already reached the Goh-Rong. "Hey Pucca are you feeling okay? You seemed a little bit down while we were walking from school. "Asked Garu. "Huh? Oh...I'm okay. Hey, can we do homework tomorrow? I'm feeling kind of sick. Sorry, Garu," lied Pucca. Garu's smile disappeared. "Oh, okay. I hope you feel better." He said slowly as he kissed her forehead and walked away from the restaurant.
Meanwhile …
Estelle came in through the door and slammed it closed. "Where the hell have you been?" her mother, Randi Willow, asked in a low and dangerous tone. Estelle rolled her eyes and replied with one hand on her hip. "I've been out," she said simply. Randi stood up and slowly stalked forward until her face was just a few inches away from Estelle's. "Where?" Randi whispered, crossing her arms. Estelle didn't say a word. She just stood there and locked her eyes with her mother's. Estelle's face was set in a cold scowl. After what seemed like forever, Randi grabbed Estelle's arm and dug her nails into her arm. "I asked you a question! Now I expect you to answer me, asshole!" yelled Randi. Without hesitation, she smacked her daughter's face with the back of her hand; hard. The oversized diamond rings her mother wore tore Estelle's skin apart, and little drips of blood started to roll down her face. Estelle, boiling with rage, calmly turned her head to face her mother. A small smile creeped across her face. She chuckled, "Well, mother, if you're sointerested to know about my life, why don't we sit down and talk? After all, you have been missing out on the past fifteen years of my life. First of all, did you know that my hair is naturally brown? I dyed it black. Second of all—" Estelle wasn't even finished talking when her mother pushed her down to the ground. The blood leaking from Estelle's cheek started to dribble down the side of her face and onto the carpet. Fat drops of dark red liquid stained the carpet. Estelle made no sudden movements.
She just stayed in a sitting position on the floor, and made no eye contact with her mother. Soon, Randi stormed away and Estelle heard the distant slam of Randi's bedroom door. Estelle scoffed and watched as the red drops of blood slowly soaked into the carpet.