Onsra (Larina)

Chapter 3

After the most amazingest evening with Marina at the park I thought about the cuts she had on her arm. I thought about what the possibilities of those cuts can be. Maybe it was because Jake or maybe her parents or maybe it was just her life she didn't like.

That night I slept reliving the day at the park and what had happened during school. I had the image of me and her jumping off the swings and smiling at each other in my head. I could still feel the touch of her fingetips which made me feel safe. That's actually the perfect word to describe Marina's touch, it felt safe.

About two weeks passed and Marina and I didn't hang out after school. But we did eat during lunch together and talked during class. I honestly loved how close we were getting.

Our teacher for chorus gave us homework to do in pairs and I obviously picked Marina to be my partner for the project.
"So in pairs I want you all to work on a song to sing and you can even use instruments to make a melody." The teacher then handed each of us a paper with instructions on what she wants in the song and what she doesn't.

"We got this." Marina said smiling at me confident.
"Yes we do." I looked down at the paper to read the instructions. During the rest of the period both of us tried thinking of ideas on what to write in our song.

We honestly came up with nothing since we were busy talking about what had happened to Jake and her.

"I honestly didn't feel anything while I was in a relationship with him. I only did it to just fit in. So when he said he wanted to have sex with me and I said no he threatened to rape me." I when blank for a moment when she said the word 'rape'.

It brought back many memories of my childhood. I'm really not sure how long I was daydreaming.

"Lana are you okay?" I then snapped out of my thoughts.
"Yes I'm fine." I said but she didn't think I was good at all. Its like she knew I was lying about me being alright. The bell then rang.

"Uh I'll see you during Chemistry." I got up and walked out the class. I felt bad because Marina looked confused like as if she had done something wrong and didn't know what was wrong.

I walked into my history class sad. The past two weeks I have walked in happy but not today. I wasn't sure why I was so sad all of a sudden I thought I had gotten over the rape thing that happened to me. I then felt as if I was going to cry and that made me realise that I wasn't over the fact that I have gotten raped.

"Ms., may I go to the nurse? I dont feel good."
"Sure Lana. Let me write you a pass so you can go." She then wrote me a pass and handed it to me. I ran out the class and headed to the restroom.

"Fuck!" I kicked one of the toilet doors. I melted in that moment and started crying. I tried to stop myself from crying. I open the sink water and washed my face and then I remembered the great things that have been happening in my life such as Marina.

My makeup came off and I then grabbed paper towels and dried my face. I still had the note to go to the nurse and I really didn't want to be in school so I when.

I handed the note to the nurse.
"So what's wrong Lana?"
"My stomach hurts." I looked at her.
"Well you can sit on the seat right inside there and I will take your temperature."
After she examined me she let me lay on one of the beds. About 30 minutes passed and I hear Marina's voice asking for me.

She then walks in and stares at me.

"Oh my god! Are you alright Lana?!" She asked worried.
"Yeah I just had a stomach ache..."
I then sat up and she sat next to me.
"Do you feel better?" she asked with intense gorgeous eyes. I've never had anyone care about me the way Marina has.
"Yeah I do." I smiled at her to not get her worried.
"Well if you feel better, we should go to chemistry. I mean only if you feel better." I got up and walked with her out the nurse office.

"So how did you know I was there?" I asked her.
"Well I waited outside your class and you didn't come out and well I walked in to ask the teacher where you were."

We both didn't talk during Chemistry and I was honestly happy that it was the last class of the day because I wanted to get home and sleep my sadness away.