It Was Good...

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve:

I couldn't care less at all today. Who the hell did she think she was to fuck with me on a day like this? She couldn't even touch me today, today was not the day to fuck with Jordan fucking Adams.

"What is wrong with you?" Kayln said shaking me out of my head.

"What are you talking about?"

"You just half attacked Maddison in the hallway, you'll probably get called to the principals later, what has gotten into you?" He half yelled.

"Well who does she think she is? Confronting me and expecting me not to defend myself? Who does she think she is? She can't expect me to not defend myself against verbal attacks after she slapped me first! I will not stand there and have that ruthless bloodsucker attack me and have me not defend myself! It's not how I was raised and it's not how I'm going to be treated!" I yelled back drawing eyes from people around us.

"You didn't have to cut her!"

"What are you talking about, all I did was slap her!"

"You scratched her Jordan! Her face was bleeding!" He yelled back. I froze again as his words sunk in.

"She cut me first." I said quietly sitting down.

"Now what are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Mind your own damn business Kayln, I was perfectly in control of myself." I said staring at him blankly.

"What? You were 'in control' screaming at someone else? In the hallway? You were perfectly 'in control' hurting someone else because their a little bitch who doesn't know when to stop? If that's 'in control' then you need more help then I thought Jordan." He said. "You're just turning into such a bulimic bitch!"

His words could've sent me to the ground. It felt like he had punched me, if I hadn't been in my seat I would've fallen. I turned to him and looked at him coldly in the eyes "Fuck you." I said. "This is what I get for letting someone in."

As his face dropped I stood and left. I heard my name being called after me as the teacher walked past me but I just kept walking. I walked to my locker, grabbed my purse and walked out the band hallway. There was no camera there so they wouldn't know I left. I quickly went to my car and squealed my tires as I left the parking lot.

I didn't know where I was going, I was just driving. After about thirty minutes or so I set my course for our families house in the mountains about an hour away. I could spend the day there and be home by night. My phone rang and rang as Callie tried to reach me, Kayln probably telling her what had happened.

What if he told her? I thought What if she knows everything about me now and is calling to tell me she can't speak to me anymore? He must've told her. She wouldn't be calling this much any other way.

I switched my phone to DO NOT DISTURB and focused on the rode. The silent car ride filled me with sorrow. I couldn't believe he would do something like that as to tell Callie. We've been friends forever, I couldn't stand a life without her. Anxiety filled my chest making it hard to breath, saliva started to fill my throat.

Oh no. Where's my trash bag? I can't vomit in this car! I slapped the glove box and shook open the plastic bag as quickly as I possibly could. Barely making it into the bag I threw my head into the bag as the vomit made its way out of my stomach. The small pile of bangs I had clung to my forehead as beads of sweat dripped down my face.

I don't need help, I'm fine. I'm in control of myself and I am perfectly ok. I just needed to defend myself, he doesn't understand. I just need control.