Reaching out to people sometimes doesn't work out the way others intend it to. Inez faced the brute force of those consequences when beginning to tackle the wall that was Sebastian.
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Plagued by loneliness since childhood, seventeen-year-old Inez...
A/N: Recently, I opened up Wattpad and was met with 1k reads on this book... I just want to say thank you so much! Recently, I've been in a slump with my writing and watching the growth of this book has given me the energy to write. I hope my work continues to bring some type of joy to all of you!
With that, enjoy this early chapter :)
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What A Mess
Even after transferring out of the class Sebastian and I had together, there were still moments I'd catch him in the halls, or forget that he'd be in the courtyard. He always looked haggard, like he hadn't slept in a while. That knowledge left me sleepless at night for the past week. It was funny how much I still cared for him.
Leather connected with skin, creating a large slap sound that echoed throughout the entire gym. Waves of pain spread throughout my face, concentrated around my nose. Someone let out a scream from shock while others ran towards me. You could hear the screeching of gym shoes on the wooden floor.
It took me until everyone was surrounding me, asking if I was alright, to realize I'd just been slammed in the face with a volleyball. Izzy, the one who served it, ran under the net with teary honey-coloured eyes. She was a sweet soul who'd never harm a fly. However, her serves were dangerous and had a tendency to injure people.
"Inez, I'm so sorry!" she cried, squeezing through the crowd.
"I'm okay," I assured her. "Please, don't worry."
"B-But-" She gasped, along with a couple of other girls.
Coach Figel made her way to me, clutching her back and cursing her, quote-unquote, "shitty back". Everyone began muttering as they made room for her. Figel's gaze took in every inch of my body before landing on my face.
"What happen- Oh, my God!" she shouted.
At that exact moment, warm liquid trickled down my nose and down to my chin. My hand instinctively slapped itself over my mouth to catch whatever it was. It came back covered in dark red. That in turn made the organs in my stomach clench. There was blood... everywhere.
"Someone get me a towel and water!" Figel ordered frantically.
"Shit," Stacy cursed, running towards a nearby bench.
Figel tried to speak to me, but everything was drowned out by the consistent ringing in my eardrums. I wish it would've stopped. Maybe I could've gathered my bearings and managed to not let my fear of blood get to me. The sound hurt my head. My nose was in a constant state of throbbing pain. But, none of it mattered as much as the red liquid that covered every inch of my skin.
