Imperfect Me. (ON HOLD)

Chapter 20

JADE:

Finally, school has ended. It was awkward at the tree for a while but I've decided not to fret over that right now. I need to be stable after all I did promise Krystal shopping today and some answers.

Maybe it will be okay. I think it will. I hope it will.

Krystal dragging me reminds me that I need to stop spacing out so much. It's surprising how much strength her 5 ft 4 frame possesses. I laugh quietly allowing myself to be led by her.

We choose outfits making the other try them out. I feel conscious of showing so much skin with the short skirts and dresses I'm handed to model but I suppose it's because I haven't worn them in such a long time.

I find myself enjoying this a lot more than I initially anticipated however, the nagging at the back of my mind is still there.

After raiding a couple more shops I stop her and we head towards one of the smoothie stores. It's a nice place with the main theme of yellow. A cheery place to tell a sad story.

"What's wrong Jade?" Krystal asks. I know that now is the time to tell her because she deserves to know even if it isn't everything.

With a sigh I lead her towards one of the seats in the secluded corner. "I promised you so I'm going to tell you. I just might not be able to tell you everything. Is that okay?"

"Of course! Don't worry I'm listening." Her voice softens with each word reminding me

"Just don't pity me."

With that I start to tell her about my life before.
"I had a sister. Her... Her name was Gabby. She was so bright and happy all the time but I could always see when she buried the occasional pain she felt. You see she- she was a."

My throat closes up, feeling tight almost suffocated. I take a sip of the juice before continuing.

"She was a haemophiliac. I could have been one too since its a hereditary condition but I was completely clear of it..."

Picking up on Krystal's confused expression I explain a little more. "Her blood didn't clot so even a small cut could make her bleed severely because it just wouldn't stop. You see that wasn't the awful part but because of it my parents were paranoid constantly restricting her to do anything that could result in her getting hurt... The bad part was me, I wasn't careful enough. I-I..."

Krystal's cool fingers press against my cheek as she wipes away tears that have slipped from my eyes. "You don't need to go on. You can tell me some more another time." I nod having lost the ability to talk.

Krystal and me both sniffle at the same time and I don't know if it was madness, or relief, or exhaustion, or even the situation but I laugh. I laugh so hard my stomach aches and I'm out of breath.

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Grrrr.
I feel my face heat up at the sound of my tummy grumbling.

"What do you want to eat?" Krystal questions with a smile. Really was my stomach that loud?

"How about noodles?" I offer. She confirms with a smile and we practically skip to the food court. I know telling her was the right thing. I feel like I can breath easier...But should I tell the guys too? Should I have Krystal tell them? No they'll want to know from me.
When should I tell them? What if they think differently?