Violence (Sequel to Have Faith In Me)

9: Four months later

Four months down the line, it was the middle of January.

I had had a good few months.

I had grown very close to Zack, we spent most days together. It was either me him and Rose, or me him and his friends.

It was very rare that we spent an entire day together. But before we all went out, he would always come round my house at least an hour beforehand, letting himself in and surprising me. Usually he'd go about this by leaping on me.

We were pretty much best friends, and I loved it. You could even say, that we're almost a couple, but we never seemed to talk about it, in fear that it would ruin the friendship.

I especially loved that I was very close to his friends, and he was close to Rose.

But he wasn't Gemma.

I missed the boys a lot, of course I did. Mainly at Christmas, that was spent at Rose's house with her family because the boys couldn't get home due to their busy schedule.

Zack still doesn't know about my boys being in 'that shitty band' and I knew he'd have to find out soon, but not yet, I didn't want him to hate me.

No he wouldn't hate me for my family. Maybe he would hate me for lying to him though.

I didn't want to think about that right now though. I don't want to ruin anything.

Our mocks were coming up very soon, and I was nervous enough for that as it was. Chemistry was so hard, I was thinking of dropping it. I can't deal with it. I'd come home from a lesson and have a breakdown about it. But I didn't want to disappoint anyone, so I just kept quiet and lived with it.

And the nightmares? They're haunting me every night. I still can't make out what's going on, but they're getting worse and progressively clearer in my mind. This petrifies me, because the clearer they get, the worse they are. I could live in denial if I couldn't remember them. But if I knew what they were and it was on my conscience that they're there, they have potential to scare me in my day to day life.

Therapy was going good. Although I wouldn't talk too deeply about anything. I would cry about chemistry, because I go after school, and chemistry is still fresh on my mind. So when asked what's wrong, chemistry stress is my port of call.

I was currently working on a very hard assignment when my laptop lit up with a skype call from Luke.

'Luke!' I rejoiced when my favourite person in the world appeared on my screen. I felt like I skyped Michael the most, because he's always more available because he's the most introverted, I guess. The others would always be out, partying, socialising, you name it.

'Hey! Is it a bad time?'

'Not at all' I assured him, shoving my assignment onto the floor and taking my laptop to my bed and I got comfy.

'I miss you girl!'

'I miss you too, boy!' I laughed at him, though I was being dead serious too.

We must have been joking around for at least 2 hours before we actually started to have an actual conversation.

'How's year 12 treating you?'

'Utter bullsh-'

'DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE KAYLA HEMMINGS!' I hear Ashton scream from somewhere across the room.

'Fight me.' I muttered.

'I will, and when I do-'

'Anyway, I wanted to tell you something.' Luke told me, talking over Ashton's babbling.

I raised my eyebrows. 'Shoot!' I say, smiling encouragingly at him.

'I've got a girlfriend.'

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