Blocks

Blocks Chapter 13

CHAPTER 13

The next day came quickly, and at about five AM in the morning I was woken up by a loud car. A car door opened, shut loudly then nothing.  I was really scared now. I threw the blanket over myself to hide. Of course I thought it was James. I associate all fear with him now; a really unhealthy thing to be doing. Amazingly, I fell back asleep again; because when I looked at the clock next; it was seven o’clock. I had to go to school soon; so I got up and did all my morning things. I went downstairs and got a big shock. A girl was sitting on the couch- and she looked almost exactly like me! Anton was happily talking to this girl; then he saw me and stood up.

“Chantel; this is our sister, Julia,” Anton said with a smile. Chantel? Our? What was going on here!?

“Julia?” said ‘Chantel’, looking puzzled, “I thought we had a younger brother?” I felt a bit offended at that. She left when I was one year old but she cannot be bothered remembering who I am.

“Who is this?” I asked, even though I knew.

“This is our older sister; Chantel,” said Anton, “She will be staying here for a while.”

“Why?” I asked. I was annoyed at Chantel for not knowing who I was.

“Don’t worry, little girl,” said Chantel with a slight sneer. Little girl? That really pissed me off. Anton looked a bit awkward.

“OK, OK. Julia is not one year old anymore, she is seventeen now,” said Anton, “it would be a bit hard for you to remember her though.” He was basically backing both Chantel and I in the same sentence; typical Anton. Right now, I wished Chantel hadn’t returned home. Chantel gave me a smile; but it was very strained. I disappeared up to my room.

The Volktina: My sister has returned!

GraphicLeah: A wild Julia’s sister has appeared?

The Volktina: Yep, her name is Chantel.

GraphicLeah: Tell me more at school? G2g!

The Volktina: Sweet as, cya there! :)

-GraphicLeah logged out.

Anton drove me to school as he usually does on the days he has Polytechnic. But today he brought Chantel as well. I chose to sit in the back seat. So I didn’t have to be a part of their discussion. Anton was just telling her how he was studying to be a chef there. Anton loved cooking. I noticed that Chantel looked a lot like me. Just older and she had longer hair which she didn’t spike like I do. I thought she was dead! So many crazy things have happened to be lately though; maybe I was becoming some sort of delinquent? I hoped not.

I was actually glad to be at school for once. I would rather be teased for a whole day than hang out with Chantel. She seemed like someone I would not get along with. I guessed I was judging her a bit early yet though. God, I wonder what Leah would think of Chantel! It was study hour and I was sitting in class with two girls who were sitting as far away from me as they possibly could. That was absolutely fine with me. I lay my head down on the desk and replayed kissing Leah over and over in my head. She certainly knew how to kiss. The bell went and I hadn’t done any study. When I left the room, some boys came up to me and started shoving me around. I tried to run away but they got me cornered. I was really fucking sick of the way people thought they could treat me like shit. Then one of them grabbed me, twisted my arm around my back and pushed me onto the floor. He was a big guy so I could hardly fight the bastard off. One after one, the boys all sat on top of me. On about the third; I felt and heard my arm snap. It was excruciating. I screamed and kicked. I managed to bite one of the boys on the hand. They got up off me and started calling me bad names. Then they left me just lying on the ground. My arm hurt so badly; I was crying.

“Julia!” said a voice. I looked up; it was Tony, “What the heck, let’s go!” Tony took me to the sick room. The lady in there felt my arm around. She told me I would have to go to the hospital. I was really scared. I hate hospitals. This was the third time I was going to the hospital because of assaults at school. I was so fucking over it! No one else gets treated like shit daily. It’s actually really fucking annoying. I wanted to push everyone who had treated me badly into a big hole and burn them all. That’s how fucking annoyed I was.

The school called Dad and he was on his way to come get me. While I was waiting the lady put my arm into a sling and made me lie down. This was all James’ fault. Well it was mine a bit because I’m the one who trusted him with my secret. I didn’t know he would tell everyone though. I still remembered that day when he told Angela. He told her to tell everyone that Leah had told her. That made me angry. If I hadn’t overheard James telling Angela; would I be friends with Leah still? I certainly would not be in a relationship with her. I decided not to think of what ifs. They made me depressed.

Dad arrived after what seemed like a lifetime and took me to the hospital. He was NOT impressed. In the car he told me he would make sure those boys would pay. I really hope he would. I had to have an x-ray. While I got that done; Dad went to go get me some pills. I like x-rays; I find them very calming and that was what I really needed at that moment. Afterwards; the doctor made me sit in another room to wait for my results. He had old ABBA music playing through speakers. I liked that; it was nice music. A few minutes later the doctor came back in with some black photographs. He told me my arm was broken and showed me my bones in the picture. My bones looked quite weird on that photo. The doctor put my arm in a cast; I would be able to come back and get my arm taken out of the cast in a few weeks though. The doctor told me to wait here for a few more minutes because my councillor was coming to see me. The councillor came in and sat down next to me.

“Hello, Julia; you having a rough time?” he asked.

I nodded; “some boys sat on me.”

“How does that make you feel?” he asked kindly.

“Really angry, I’m actually really sick and tired of people thinking they can do this kind of stuff to me day in and day out,” I told him.

“I see,” he nodded, “and this is because of your orientation?”

I felt like saying, ‘duh! Of course!’ but I just nodded.

“Will you be in school tomorrow?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” I replied.

“OK then; I’ll leave some work with you for you to do,” he put a workbook on my lap, “see you tomorrow.”

And with that, he left.