Collision

Chapter 5.

Ava pov

I ran out the doors. The wind welcomed me as it hit my face with a cool breeze. I ran my fingers through my hair feeling a sudden urge to rip it out with anger, but I recoiled.

Why is this happening to me? Why does she hate me so much? Why did he tell her all that? What am I supposed to do now?

The repeating thoughts in my head made me want to explode. All that actually happened was a tear trickling down my cheek. I exhaled a breath I realised I was keeping in. The tears started to come down my face now. I didn't push it back or try to hide the pain. All the suffering I had been feeling over the years were finally showing.

The trees moved in sync with the wind. I watched them, feeling the sudden need to hide behind them forever. I knew the idea wasn't quite apt though. The tears still came. I pulled my sleeve up and wiped them away. Hastily, I did big breaths in and out to try and simmer down my hectic crying.

I fondled my sleeve not quite sure of what else to do. I knew what she said was petty and stupid and it shouldn't get to me, but it always does...she always does. Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I quickly shoved my hand in my pocket to pull out my phone. I looked at my phone's screen. The cracks were evident. I ran my thumbs slightly over the screen feeling to cracks beneath them. I pressed the button to see the screen light up. At least it still worked...

I pushed back the annoyance of my cracked screen and opened the messages to see one from Lauren.

From Lauren
Hey, where r u? People keep saying ur name! Plz explain!

They are talking about me? Figures... I guess. She isn't going to be happy about what happened. I hesitantly clicked reply.

To Lauren
Something happened. I can't come here any more. I am sorry. Explain later

I clicked send hastily. I felt a slightly sick feeling in my stomach as I imagined her reading it. I knew the reply was not what she was after, but I was too exhausted to type the whole story out. With my phone still in my hand I do the next best thing. I called my...lenient mum. I clicked call, after a few seconds my mum picked up.

"Hello Ava?.....Are you allowed to have your phone out at school?" Mum asked bemused. I sighed and quickly ran through my head what I was going to say.

"We aren't, but I am outside right now" I said. I mentally slapped myself when my voice came out shaky from the crying. I let out a big breath.

"Honey...have you been crying? Tell me what is wrong" she said ruefully. Hiding my pain from mum was impossible. I couldn't deny I had been crying to her.

"Uhh..yeah. I got slightly teased that's it" I paused and quickly added "nothing worth crying about". I heard her give out a sigh through the phone.

After a long pause my mum spoke. "I don't think you are giving me the full story, honey" she said. I can imagine her right now. Every time she caught me crying, she looked at me as if she was responsible for my trauma.

"Mum listen, it isn't worth going over now. I called to ask you whether I can leave early? I mean..I have the keys for the door" I asked skeptically.

"Yeah..umm sure, I'll call the office now" she said flatly. I felt guilty after hearing my mum's tone of voice. I knew she wanted me to feel comfortable talking to her. Don't get me wrong, I feel comfortable telling her anything, but...I didn't want to see her get hurt over things that happened at school.

"Thank you mum, for everything" I said sounding slightly jubilant.

"No problem...just...please don't let these things get to you. You don't deserve the pain those kids put you through" she said. The corners of my mouth twitched into a smile.