The Saint of Liberty - Part 8

Mr. Sugars afraid that he longer could not contain his anger stomped his foot which brought Steven’s eyes up from his hands. Mr. Sugars hand shaking in anger and wanting to strike the ungrateful young man, who had broke a month ban to steal more candy, slowly moved up and pointed to the door. Mr. Sugars talking though his teeth just said one word, “OUT!”
Steven had never seen Mr. Sugars in such a state before. Whenever Mr. Sugars was mad at Steven his voice would get really calm and Mr. Sugars would get down on one knee to be eye to eye with Steven. Mr. Sugars would then say some crap about how this was for his own good and how this hurt him just as much as it hurt Steven and so on. The rage in his eyes and redness of Mr. Sugar’s faced terrified Steven forcing him to take a step backwards but then Steven stopped. It had taken Steven a week to get up the courage to say the words that he needed to say to Mr. Sugars. Seeing just how mad Mr. Sugars was, convinced Steven that he had to explain things even more now than ever. Steven searched for some strength.
Before the ban from Mr. Sugars Candy shop he would have eaten three chocolate bars before attempting such a feat. Of course it had been impossible for him to get any chocolate bars for over a week now. He took a step towards Mr. Sugars pleadingly as he said, “M…M…Mr. Sugars. I…I…I just need to tell you…” Mr. Sugars could not take another word. The nerve of this boy, how dare him. Mr. Sugars snapped. In one big step Mr. Sugars grabbed Steven by the shirt and dragged him to the door. As Mr. Sugars opened the door he yelled “I said OUT!” and he threw Steven to the side walk. Steven hit the side walk with a nice thud smacking his left elbow against the wood walkway. A shooting pain moved from Steven’s elbow all the way up to his head. Before Steven even realized what happened Mr. Sugars was already back inside the candy shop. Steven in pain, shamed and embarrassed, started to cry. As the tears ran down his face several of townspeople walked by knowing that the boy had caused his own ruin. (art by the Great Ruben DeLuna)