Flowers For Your Grave

Chapter Nine

The weekend was now over, which I was not happy about and also about the fact that I have to take a test and quiz today. Not fun either. I was eyeing the clock waiting for it to turn twelve. My stomach kept growling all morning. I had woken up late and accidentally skipped breakfast.

Finally, the bell rang and I rushed to the cafeteria, I only had ten minutes to eat my lunch then head off to math. Stupid me forgot my lunch so now I have to run to my locker then back to the cafeteria. As if I didn't waste enough time already.

I spotted Logan and Becca in the hallway by themselves. I would have to pass them to get to my locker but I really don't feel like dealing with them right now. Maybe I could buy something from the cafeteria but the line is really long and I forgot my money at home. Now I had no choice but to pass them. When I was about to start walking I stopped.

Becca placed her hands on Logan's chest and pushed him back into the lockers. She stood up on her tippy toes and crushed her mouth onto his. I thought Logan would pull away and tell her to stop or something but he didn't. He wrapped his arms around her waste and pulled her closer.

Oh God. oh God, oh, God. I can't breathe I need air. The only way to get air is to pass them and go out the front door. The next best thing is a bathroom. I took off running towards the opposite end of where Logan and Becca were. I ran into one of the stalls and locked the door.

I took slow deep breaths. After doing about five of those my mind started replaying the scene in the hall all over again and I got myself worked up again. I had to get myself together. I splashed some water onto my face, which did help a little but it didn't make the sick feeling in my stomach go away.

When I left the bathroom I looked both ways of the hall and they were empty. They probably went back to the cafeteria. I went to take my math quiz but couldn't focus on it for one second. I know I failed and I hoped that Miss. Carter would go easy on me since everything that has happened.

My last two classes went by fast but not fast enough. I told Logan that I had to stay after school to take a history test and that I'd walk home. He tried to fight with me but it was no use. Becca kept tugging on his arm and saying that I could take care of myself. I don't now if she was trying to give me a compliment or if she just wanted to have her alone time with him.

I was able to focus on the test more than I did the quiz because I had a few hours to clear my head. It felt like a giant elephant was standing on my chest every time I thought about what happened in the hall. I haven't felt like this since Carrie's death and I never wanted to feel like that again. I finished the test within less than an hour and now I had a long walk ahead of me.

The cold air felt good and it's what I needed for the last three hours. Clouds started coming in which was not a good sign. Next thing I knew it started pouring rain. Just my luck, it was clear and sunny all day, and now it was raining. It had to happen today. To make it worse a car passed by and splashed muddy water all over me.  

A black car pulled up by the sidewalk and started to slow down until it was driving at my pace. I knew what to do in situation's like this. My mom said that if they asked me if I needed I ride I'd say no and run. If they got out of the car and grabbed then I'd kick them where it hurts. The driver came out of the car and I braced myself for the worst. I was relived when the driver turned out to be Chris.

He smiled. "Need a ride?"

I nodded.

Chris ran to the other side of the car and opened the passenger door for me. I got into the car and Chris jogged back to the driver seat. He turned on the heater and drove to my house.