The Boy in the Hall

Chapter 21

Ty's P.O.V

My father has been staying with us for a while now. I haven't the slightest idea of when he is going home, but I don't really mind, we have time to make up for almost 18 years that he's missed. That we've both missed.

Another month has flown by and I have made some decisions that I have yet to tell anyone; including Samara. I feel these decisions are very important to me and my loved ones, so I have to do them as soon as possible. The question is, do I have enough time left?

Samara's P.O.V

My anxiety is getting to me. Panic attacks and pure fear awaken me in a cold puddle of sweat every night. My pregnancy, Ty dying and school are destroying me and my mind. How can I be strong when my entire world is falling apart?

Going to school is actually the highlight of my day. Walking through the doors with Ty seeing everyone stare and giggle is just great. He is too preoccupied in his own world so I don't think he can notice anything. Some days I wonder what's going on in his head, I know there are things he's not telling me. Jillian whispers to one of her friends and then says 'slut' in my direction. That catches Ty's attention. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" He asks in his intimidating voice.

"Ty," I say to try to get him to back off. "Please just don't."

"No, I'm tired of you getting stepped on and made fun of." He says strictly. Jillian just rolls her eyes, probably because she's too stupid to even respond. "I have you all figured out Jillian." He says walking closer to her. "You think the world revolves around you and only you, and you hate it when you don't get what you want." She Scoffs."You pick on people to make yourself feel better because in reality, you are too ashamed of what you have become." She just scoffs in his face again, and he continues. "You think you have the whole school eating out of the palm of your hand right? Darling, the real world doesn't give a shit about what you were in high school. They care about smarts, and employability, both things you lack in, so I guess you're screwed and not only by almost every guy in this school." There is a loud 'ooo' from the crowd of people gathered around to watch the show. Jillian tries to walk off but Ty grabs her arm in a forceful way. "I'm dying and one thing I have to do before I go is make sure you never talk to her like that ever again, because if you haven't noticed, you're broken too." He lets go of her arm and she storms off like she intended to do before. The bell rings signaling the time for Ty and I to go our separate ways. He kisses me deeply and then walks off to his class without a single word, leaving me with the crowd in the hall. The questions come right away. Dying? He's dying? They all mummer this as I make my way to class. It echoes down the hallway. Ty James is dying? Ty James is dying from what? Oh this can't be good.

Ty's P.O.V

I sit in my desk and wait for my math class to begin. People start to pour into the class and they all just stare at me. I'm in a class of about forty people and I feel like all eyes are on me. Does bad news travel this fast? maybe they aren't all looking at me. Maybe I'm exaggerating. David walks up behind me an smacks me on the back knocking the wind right out of me. "Hey man."

"Hi," I say back trying to catch my breath.

"Dude why is everyone staring at you?" Oh so I'm not exaggerating. Oh how I wish I was.

"I yelled at Jillian." I explain to him. What he doesn't know won't hurt him.

"Dude, you're awesome!" He shouts and gives me a high five. "Why did you say?"

"Uh nothing to important," I lie and the bell rings to start class.

I float through all of my classes with all whispers and stares directed entirely at me. I have a sick feeling that wont go away.