Broken {Completed}

Empty

I hadn't seen or heard from Gunnar in a week, and that wasn't like him. He hasn't even responded to any of the messages I sent. Something wasn't right.

"Mrs. Rivers, can I go to Mr. Leto's class? I just need to ask him something."

"Sure, don't be gone all class though."

"Thanks." If anyone knew what was happening to Gunnar it would be him, since he was his uncle after all, but first I decided to go to my locker and put my paintbrushes away. I didn't have any inspiration to paint today.

As I neared the lockers I stopped in my tracks as I heard Moxxi saying something to someone.

"-too far. I said I wanted him humiliated not in a coma," she angrily whispered.

"And I wanted the fucker dead. Looks like we both didn't get what we want."

I quickly covered my mouth to keep from crying out. Moxxi and Adam did something horrible to Gunnar. I back away as quietly and quickly as I could then turned and ran. I didn't want to believe it, but I found myself bursting into Mr. Leto's class.

They were in the middle of watching a movie, which they had done a lot lately, when I interrupted. They stared angrily, but I didn't care. I went straight into Mr. Leto's office. He had his head buried in his hands, and didn't seem to notice me. On his desk his phone was open to a text message from... Gunnar's mom? He asked if there was a change, and she responded "nothing".

I quickly closed the door to his office and shut the blinds.

"Feo what are you doing?"

"Please tell me it's not true." I suddenly began to cry. I felt like a horrible friend for not knowing this happened.

The man stood and hugged me tightly, and I let him comfort me for a while, but then pulled away and looked out the blinds. Moxxi was back in class and we made eye contact immediately. I pulled away and debated whether or not to tell him that the attack on Gunnar was really planned to kill him.

"Feo what's wrong?" Mr. Leto asked trying to bring my attention back to him. There was a sudden knock on the door followed by Moxxi entering.

"Mr. Leto can I talk to you?" Moxxi asked searching my face trying to decipher whether or not I told him.

"One moment Moxxi. Wait outside. Feo, what's wrong?"

"I just wanted to give my condolences. I'm sorry to hear what happened." I tried to keep my voice as calm as I could. I couldn't give away what I knew.

"Condolences?" Moxxi asked feigning shock.

"You haven't heard? Gunnar is in a coma. I thought you of all people would be devastated. After fighting for him, and now this?" I played dumb as well as I could. In all honesty I wanted to attack the bitch. She knew what she did.

"Oh my god. That's horrible!" She actually put on the waterworks and began crying.

You bitch! "I'm sorry Mr. Leto," I said before turning away and returning to the art room. I was lucky that the room had a back room leading to an old courtyard where no one ever went. I went outside and sat at a bench and cried.

"What's wrong honey?" Mrs. Rivers asked approaching me.

"I just found out that Gunnar is in a coma," I sobbed wiping my face on the back of my sleeve.

"That cute boy that you've been hanging out with? What happened?"

I couldn't bring myself to tell her the whole truth. "He got hurt really bad. I don't feel like saying much more."

The one thing that I loved about Mrs. Rivers is that she didn't pry, and was a shoulder to lean on. I don't know how long we stayed that way, but she looked down at her watch.

"It's almost time to go to your next class," she said softly.

I wiped my face once more, and did what I do best. Shut everything out, turn my feelings off, and fake it.

I went the whole day feeling empty and lifeless, but what else could I do. I didn't have many friends, and the friends I did have had better friends than me. Gunnar was the first to reach out to me in years. I never thought he would get under my skin and make me feel things again. He brought me back to life.

After school I went back to Mr. Leto's class and waited for him. When he walked out of his room I approached trying to keep my composure as everything began to hit me again.

When he saw me he let out a deep sigh. "I guess you want to see him?"

I nodded.

"Come on. I'm heading there now."

I followed him to his car. I got inside and buckled my seatbelt and instantly brought my knees to my chest. I decided to wait to say what really needed to be said. Gunnar's mother needed to hear how Adam had planned to kill Gunnar.