Chapter 3

A Chapter by NinjaEli

S**t get real

Over the course of my two day vacation, I was assigned a therapist. Her name was Ms.Cook. Thats a stupid name. I don't know too much about her but I know that she had most of the symptoms that i had when she was a teenager. Im not her though. She doesn't know what Im going through…

I went back to school two days later like my mother said. No one greeted me at the door, not my friends, not any teachers, no one. But I smile, put on my headphones and walk to history. I open the door to see the students stare at me. They are all snickering to each other.

Just go to your seat. Don't cause a scene.

I walk to my seat and sit down.

“Why did you do it?” ask Craig.

“I still dont know” I replied.

“Well when you find out tell us”

A loud cough filled the room as Craig and I look to the front of the room.

“If your done bickering back there we can get started on the notes for today.”said Mr.Jackson “And Craig?”

“Yes?” he questioned.

“Give your yesterdays notes to Adam. He’s going to need them to pass the test.”

I looked over at him and saw him crying. But why? I reach my hand over to his cheek and wipe the tears away.

“Why are you crying?” I asked

he touched my bandaged up arm.

“I don't want to lose you…”

He's lying. You know he doesn't like you.

“Craig… I’m sorry.”

“Here just take the notes.” he quickly replied.

“Thank you…”

I took yesterday notes and then todays. Then, he handed out the test from a couple days ago. The red marker in the corner of the paper says 80%. I smile at the site as the bell rings. Great i got through history without stabbing myself, thats good, but Biology… I don't wanna go back. But i do anyways, I walk into the classroom Mrs. Robinson looked at me with that look again.

“Mr.Freeman.” She said, as she pulled out a piece of paper. “I have to say from the bottom of my heart that I am sorry for humiliating you. It was foolish of me, as a teacher to take my anger out on a student. If you can find it in your heart to forgive me i hope we can be friends again.” She then forced a smile at me.

Wow this b***h is fake.

I know but I’ll just have to accept it.

Should I help?

Please don’t we have to make it to lunch.

“I guess its ok.” I said.

“Good that means we can get on with class.” she exclaimed.

We didn't even do anything productive after I left, yesterday. They cleaned up the blood and continued starting a lab about stupid plant photosynthesis. I did what i need to and wrote everything she said and everything on the board. The bell rung signaling that it was lunch time. Yes i made it. I walked to my locker and got my lunch.

“Hey Adam!” A voice next to me says. I turn to see my friend Austin.

“What do you want?” I angry respond.

“Woah whats wrong with you?” He says.

“Well the voice that torchered me as a child is back, but not only that the entire school hates me for no reason, and Im extremely suicidal.” I said.

“Adam…” He said. “Im sorry…”

Why do they consist on lying to you?

Its because they feel bad for me.

And yet they don't want anything to do with you. This is why you should cut yourself tonight.

Ok…

“Lets just go to lunch.” I said.

We walk down the hall to our school cafeteria and sit with our other friends.

“Adam?” Greg asked.

“What?” I replied.

“Did you do that because of me?” He asked. He should get over himself. No one would kill themselves over this portentous f**k, but i guess thats a good thing.

“Hell no. No one would do that.” I exclaimed.

“Well i guess thats good…” He said. After that no one really said anything. We all just sat there looking at our phones. Until Craig said something.

“Adam can I talk to you in privet please.” He whispered.

“Sure.” I replied. He took me to the farthest corner of the cafeteria.

“Adam?” He asked. “Do you like me? The way I like you?” I was dumbfounded… I didn't know what to say… I wanted to cry… I was so happy…

Why don't you though you know he will never love you.

“Yes. Yes I do.” I said. We both started to cry. I hugged him as we started to walk back to our table.

Stop ignoring me. You know for a fact that no one at this school loves you.

“We cant tell anyone” I said.

“You’re right. “ He agreed. He got close to my ear. “I love you.”

Stop this. Don't say what I think you’re about to say.

“I love you too” I whispered in his ear. “Thank you”