Just Fine Chapter 11

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I spent a week away from school in disbelief. I couldn't believe Jacob was capable of doing the things he did. When Coach Sable burst in, Jacob's goons fled like cockroaches at the flick of a light but they were stopped and cuffed by the police. Jacob was frozen in the middle of the pool like a statue, unresponsive to the orders the two policemen gave him at the edge of the pool. Coach Sable ran to the pool side to help me out. I fell to my knees in a wet heap no longer able to keep myself together as coach covered me with her jacket. I shuddered and shook from the tears that were already escaping, now with more force, and then I was swept up in a strong embrace. My vision blurred by my tears I looked up to see streaks of green that I made out to be eyes gazing warily down at me. Riley. I buried my head into her chest and shook more violently and Riley held me tighter as if she were trying to absorb me.

Later, when I came to, Riley, Coach Sable and a policewoman escorted me outside to be questioned and examined by a medic. Coach told me Tish had called her in tears and hysterics and she rushed right over. Coach continued but the flashing lights of a police cruiser caught my attention as it was pulling off and I stopped listening. I saw Jacob staring right at me from the back of the cruiser with a taut face and a look of pure hate in his eyes that made me wince. Thinking about that look now makes me break out in sweats and panicked breathing.

There was a knock on my door and my dad emerged with more food. He takes the plate that I barely touched from my night stand and replaces it with a new one. I haven't had much of an appetite since the pool.

"Hey baby girl, how you holdin' up?" He booms, even in his softest voice.

"Fine." I say with my back still to him.

I feel him start to leave and then linger in the doorway. "It's ok to dwell on our pasts, good or bad, but only for a moment or two. Stay too long and we lose what's here in the present and the future never comes. That's not a place you want to stay baby girl." With that said he taps the door frame with his free hand and exits.

I sit and think about my dad's parting words. He's right. Like many times before. This is a part of my story now and it's up to me what I do with it.

When I arrive to school Monday Tish is the first to find me.

"Kira..." She says my name in almost a whisper and her eyes search mine. "I...I didn't mean for any of that to happen. I'm such an asshole." Tish's eyes became glassy and I shake my head at the thought of her crying.

I grab her shoulders "It's ok. I'm ok. If you hadn't called Coach things would've been a lot worse. So I thank you." I place a hand on her cheek that is now wet with tears and she smiles. "Thank you."

The bell rings and me and Tish say our goodbyes. I head to my English class and when I walk in I felt all eyes on me. I stopped and took a quick breath before heading to my seat. I look up and Mr. Turney gives me a nod.

"Good to see you're back Ms. Hunter." Mr. Turney smiles.

"It's good to be back." I smile back. Mr. Turney returns his attention back to his lesson for the day and I sink in my seat. I was intently listening to "A Dream Deferred" Mr. Turney read out loud when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I thought nothing of it and continued to listen to the poem. Then the tap turned into a squeeze. I turned around to face a boy I never really talked to. Maybe only in passing.

"That jerk Jacob really got what was coming to him. It was about time his Jackassness got him put away." He paused and I only stared. "And hey, you're a hero to us homos." He put a fist up for a pounding and I just smiled and turned around shaking my head. What has gone on in my absence?

In the halls I get nods and welcoming smiles as I head to my locker to exchange books. It's heartwarming to know that people are happy to see that I am OK. The smile on my face and the warmness in my heart melt away to anger and feelings of betrayal when I see Kendal waiting at my locker. I do a 180 on the ball of my foot and hurry in the opposite direction. I'll just have to do without a math book today.

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