"No!" I screamed, slamming the door behind me. I took off down the path away from the house and towards the dock where my canoe was waiting. I had to get away from here. Swinging my bag over my shoulder, I climbed into the boat and started untying the rope holding it in place. But then I heard the screen door open and I quickly glanced behind me. It was Joe.
I groaned inside and made my fingers go faster. Finally, I was free. I grabbed an oar and pushed against the water. The canoe shot forward onto the lake.
"Emma! Wait!" Joe called.
Part of me wanted to keep paddling away from him and not look back, but my head turned almost automatically.
"What do you want?" I cried.
His arms were crossed and he almost looked amused.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"Anywhere but here. I'm leaving and never coming back!"
"That's ironic, being that you actually are leaving and not coming back after this summer."
"Don't remind me."
By now, I had used the oar two more times and was about to make another stroke, but then he started talking again.
"You know, the lake's not very big. There aren't really any places for you to escape to and even if you managed to disappear for a little bit, I would find you."
"Of course you would," I retorted. "But this time, I don't need you to find me. I don't need you following me around anymore, okay? I don't need you, so just leave me alone!"
I stopped when I saw the look of shock on his freckled face. I could fell the apology forming in my mind, but then his arms fell to his side and his hands clenched into fists. His eyes were ablaze with anger.
"Fine! You know what? I don't need you either! So go on! Get lost! See if I care!"
And with that, he stormed off down the shore towards the woods. My heart sunk as I watched him leave. How could I have said such a thing? Though, he shouldn't have said what he had either!
By now, I had drifted farther from land and was making my way towards the middle of the lake. But I didn't pick up the oar. I let the canoe take me where it wanted. An overwhelming feeling of defeat was swallowing me up and attempting to drown me. So I lowered me head into my hands and let the tears flow.
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Hey, guys. :) I know, it's been awhile and I kind of need to explain myself. And I will. Look for a post on my other blog,
Whispers of the Wind.
I've missed you all so much!