A Second Chance

Chapter 2

The pain was finally gone. I don't think I've ever been this relaxed. I thought I could hear crickets and the wind that blew across the trees making their leaves rattle. Those sounds always helped relax me.

I went to stretch my body and groaned at how stiff my body felt. My eyes flew open and I sat straight up. I was still on the road. I checked myself over for the injuries that I know I had. But I was completely healed.

"What the fuck?"

I quickly got up and ran to my car. It had cooled down so I popped the hood back down and jumped into my car. I stared at the road. The car that hit me was gone. I grabbed my keys and turned the car on and peeled out of there quickly, coming back from the way I came. I slowed down when I got closer to town.

When I got back home I put my car in park and sat in my driveway for a moment. I grabbed my phone that I left on the seat earlier. I got out quickly and ran to the door before anyone can see me. As soon as I unlocked my door I threw the lock back on behind me. I was trying to calm myself down. What the fuck happened out there? I went to the bathroom to look at myself. I look like death. I'm paler than normal, blood caked my clothes and my face. I had dried blood stained the side of my head. I stripped my clothes off and threw them in the trash. Can't save what's left of them. I started the shower and stepped in.

When I finished cleaning myself up and making sure I got all the blood scrubbed off of me. I dried myself off and went to my bedroom to grab some clothes. I wasn't gone for then a few hours. But after what happened I couldn't sleep again. After I changed into a grey shirt, ripped jeans, sneakers, and a black leather jacket, I sat at my dining room table until the sun came up. When it was close enough to when I should leave I grabbed my bag, phone, and keys.

Once I got to school I was early again so I sat in the parking lot staring at nothing in particular. When I felt like there were enough people here I got out and made my way to my locker. I grabbed what I needed and put back what I didn't need. With my locker door still open I just stood there for a bit. I could hear Stiles and Scott talking to each other when they got closer. I looked at them but noticed they had JUST walked through the school doors. I thought they were closer. What the fuck was happening to me?

Some idiot was messing around with a basketball in the middle of the hall. They threw it too hard and it came my way. But before it could hit me in the face my hand reached out before I even realized it and caught it. I was getting scared and mad at the same time. I don't understand what's going on. Without even looking at who threw it I threw it back at them hard without even trying.

"Ow!" I heard someone yell out. I looked quickly and saw that I had hit, what I would assume would be the same guy that threw it, at his face.

I shut my locker door and walked to the closest girls' bathroom. I needed to calm down. My dad taught me a lot growing up. Like how to fight but also how to calm down. I had anger issues growing up. He taught me all that before I could do actual damage to anything or anyone.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. There wasn't anyone in the bathroom so I locked the door behind me to make sure no one would interrupt me. I went to a sink and turned on the cold water to splash on my face. After doing that a couple of times I held onto the sink and took deep slow breaths. When I felt calm enough I looked at myself in the mirror. I thought I caught a glimpse of something but it was gone before my mind could register what it was. I took another minute before finally going back to the door and unlocking it and going to my first class.

There weren't many people left in the halls so it meant it was close to the bell. I ran and got there before the bell went off. I sighed in relief when I went to go sit in the seat that I sat in yesterday.