Chapter #4Painful New Friendship by: chaos   Today might either be a great day or one of the worst days because grinning down at you like the devil herself is Selina. She’s like a mini version of your best friend Melissa, same dirty blonde hair, same face, even a similar voice. But those eyes, they sparkle with mischief and evil. Honestly, she’s what you might imagine having a little sister might be if your mom ever had a third child. She loved teasing and tormenting you, whining when she wasn’t the center of attention and trying to blame everything on you. Honestly, if you didn’t enjoy the treatment so much you’d hate her.
“Hey Selena, is Melissa around?” You ask, hoping your friend is here or you might be finding yourself kicked to the curb literally. Selena is on her school soccer team and she loves practicing her kick with you.
“No,” Selena says and then lifts up her foot. You look up to see she is barefooted before her naked sole comes down on you hard. You are shoved down to the ground as Selena’s foot crushes you into the dirt. She’s been outside because you can feel dirt and sweat rubbing into your body, no doubt ruining another outfit. You moan a little as she grinds you into the ground, knowing she’ll never know how much you like this. Her sole is so soft and filthy, the smell making your toes curl. You know she’s just a little girl but smelly feet are smelly feet. If she doesn’t stop stomping on you your going to get very excited.
Selena’s foot does come up but then down comes her chubby little fingers, roughly pinching around your waist as she lifts you up. dangling from between her fingers, she brings you up to her eyes, carefully studying you. At this point, you're supposed to be scared and upset, but you can’t help yourself. You smile at the cruel little girl and wave to her.
“You’re annoying,” Selena grumbles as she moves you to her palm and closes her fist around you. Sighing as your carted into the house in the ten-year-old’s hard grip, you wonder what she had planned for you. Somethings did scare you like being flushed down the toilet or buried in the backyard but Selena seemed determined to find a way to see you suffer and die and not just send you away or hide you. You're not sure if it’s because of her sadistic urges or the fact that she just wants to be sure your dead, but she seems more interested in physically hurting you.
When her fist opens you see a room you’ve never seen before, Selena’s room. You’ve been in every knock and cranny of the house, literally as you’ve explored between the walls, you’ve been everywhere except here. You didn’t know what to expect, maybe a torture rack, weapons of torture, but it’s just a regular room for a little girl. It could do with a little less pink.
“So Selena, how are you doing today?” You ask a little awkwardly as she keeps looking at you like she has no idea what to say. Usually, she just tries to hurt you and runs away but today it seems like she wants to talk. Your all ears because even if you like some of the stuff she does to you having one less enemy would be nice. Coming to Melissa’s house would be a lot more relaxing if you didn’t have to worry about being tortured.
“Don’t talk unless I ask you something,” Selena states and you nod, motioning that you're zipping your mouth closed. The young girl smiles at you as you shut up, her finger coming down to poke you.
“Today you’re going to play with me. I’m bored and you're a fun buggy. If you’re good I won’t glue you to the inside of Melissa’s shoe,” Selena tells you, speaking with the bluntness only a child possess. Right now your a little conflicted. You want a better relationship with Selena, maybe even a friendship if you can manage to get on her good side, but being stuck to the insole of Melissa’s shoe sounds wonderful. You guess you could always dare Selena to do it and end up under her feet anyway.
“Sure, I’ll be your friend,” you offer with a smile. Selena doesn’t like what you say because her finger comes down ontop of you, pressing you into her palm as she tries to grind you into dust. You almost giggle, she’ll have to do better than this.
“You’re not my friend. I don’t have friends. Other kids are stupid and don’t want to play with me,” Selena says with a pout, her finger pulling back after a second. You catch your breath. It sounds like Selena is lonely without anyone to hang out with. You aren’t certain but if she treats other people a tenth as badly as she treats you then other kids probably see her as a bully. Now you feel bad for her and really want to be her friend. Maybe if you're nice to here she’ll open up?
“Okay, I’m not your friend. I’ll do whatever you want today, you just have to ask,” you offer gracefully. You might not be able to win over your high school bully but Selena and you can get close if you play this right. Maybe once the little sadist sees your so nice she’ll go easy on you. If not then at least you can say you tried and not feel so guilty when you enjoy being ‘tortured’ by her.
“Like you could stop me from doing what I want,” Selena scoffed before she grinned savagely at you. The little girl wanted to play with you and you didn’t think she had tea parties and playing house on the mind. You suppress your own grin, finding yourself excited to see what she has in mind for you. Hopefully, it will involve those small, dirty feet of hers.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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