"Expelled?" Alex gasped. That was different for a boy to do. "I didn't take you for that type of person!"
"It wasn't my fault, okay?" I sat on the edge of my bed. "It's the reason I moved here.."
"What exactly did you do?" He questioned.
"I kind of snapped a kids arm with my bare hands.." I rubbed the back of my neck nervously.
"What?" Alex stepped back. "What even, Jenna!"
"He called me a very disrespectful name due to the fact I was being sexually assaulted by my math teacher," And boom went my dynamite.
"You never told me this before, why not?" Alex sat next to me.
"Because it was my fault. Everyone found out after I got the principal and police involved because I told the guidance counselor. She said my secrets were safe, she lied to me!" I cried. "She got Mr. Uni fired and everyone who loved him blamed me. It wasn't my fault he attempted to touch me, called me beautiful, and kept staring at me like I was a toy on the shelve! Everyone hated me, everyone."
"Not everyone hates you, Jenna!" Alex snapped.
"They left threatening notes on my locker, told me to kill myself. I couldn't take it. This one kid keep at it, she was his favorite student after me. I think she hated me so much because I got all the attention," I sobbed. "I didn't ask for it!"
"No one ever asks for something like that. Especially from a trusted teacher," Alex attempted to comfort me.
"That one day after exams, sports day, she got a huge group of students to crowd around me during the break. They threw rocks at me, sharp, big, small, you name it. I knew Jessica was running it, she had this look on her face that was so evil, I just lost it when she called me what she called me!" I told him. "I walked over to her and I realized how much strength I really had. I snapped her arm, Alex, I snapped it in two. The bone tore open her skin, and it bleed, a lot."
"Oh my gosh, you sure you didn't kill her?" Alex worried.
"Nope, her parents sued me. But it didn't work when a bunch of students who didn't join the rock throwing team testified that it was all her and they dug up her school files about all the stuff they put me through. But Mr. Uni was there, testified for her. I cried so much," I leaned on his shoulders, staining his dress shirt with his tears. "She lost. That's the only thing good that came out of this. I lost my sense of security for people touching me, I almost jump every time you do but luckily you don't notice, and I have this memory in my head of a old man trying to touch me. I can't take it. I begged for Nana to move away, it'd be easier with me being expelled. I don't ever want to go back there. I'm known as a liar, that disrespectful name and the girl who broke another girl's arm."
"Jenna, I don't know what to say!" Alex took my hand, I guess he thought it was safe haven because it wasn't any where near my private areas.
"Say you're angry I hid this away," I demanded.
"I'm not. Everyone has secrets, I can tell you one of mine if you wanted me to," Alex held my hand tight.
"Okay, tell me," I glared up at him with my tears fading away and a smile forming.
"It's not as big as yours, but," Alex began. "I wet the bed until I was fourteen."
"You never," I chuckled.
"Hey don't laugh, I had, still have, a teeny bladder," He started to laugh himself.
"Secrets make people's bonds better, right?" I asked him.
"Yeah, why?" Alex looked into my eyes, probably noticing my makeup was smudged.
"Because with you, I want our bond to be as strong as my force to break bones," I joked.
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Jenna (IN EDITING)
Teen FictionJenna Wells is your average teenager, on the outside. Inside she's dying. Silently wishing for someone to come around and save her from herself, her worse enemy. She's never cut, or never caused her self physical harm. It's the harm beyond what you...