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Chapter 18 : "I need help!"

Chapter 18

Weeks later...

Riker POV

I'd gotten better from when I was punched in the face. My bullies didn't come near me anymore. My tailbone was also healing nicely. I could sit in school all day without feeling like I was dying. Kayla still didn't talk much, but occasionally, she'd say a sentence or two.

Right now Kayla was helping me study for a physics test on Monday. It was Friday right now, but I needed to memorize a lot!

Kayla stayed until dinner, and then went home.

I went downstairs for dinner.

"So, Riker. Your mid marking period report came today," my dad said.

Oh boy...

"Everything is pretty good, except for your physics and math grades. I want them to be higher by the time your 3rd report card comes."

"W-what did I get?" I asked, nervously.

"Well, in math, your average is a 78. You can do better than that. And physics is a 75. Again, I expect better."

"I've been studying, you know!"

"I know. Study harder."

I sighed.

"Fine..."

Later...

Riker POV

I took a shower before bed, and thought a lot about today. I needed to get my grades up somehow. But I studied a lot already! What does he expect me to do that I'm not already doing!?

I pulled on my pajamas, and then walked back to my bedroom. Rocky was at a sleepover, so I had the room to myself tonight.

I got in bed, feeling exhausted. I fell asleep almost immediately.

Middle of the night...

Riker POV

I woke up, and my phone was buzzing. I tried grabbed it with my eyes closed, but I ended up knocking it off my nightstand.

I rubbed my eyes a little, sitting up. I wiped my bangs out of my face, and leaned down to pick up my phone. Someone was repeatedly calling me.

I couldn't see who the caller was because I didn't have my glasses on. I was able to press the answer button, and held the phone up to me ear.

"H-hello...?" I answered, still half asleep.

I must have sounded like I was drunk or something.

"Riker," someone whispered.

"Who is this?" I asked, falling back onto my pillow.

"Kayla."

I looked over at the time.

"It's 3:00 in the morning... Why are you calling me?"

"I need help!"

I could hear her crying now that my brain was more focused.

"Wait. What!?"

She hung up, and I jumped out of bed. I snuck down the stairs, and out the front door. I ran straight to Kayla's, and tried the doorknob. It was unlocked, so I went inside. Everything was dark and quiet, but I could hear Kayla crying from upstairs. I turned on my phone flashlight, and found my way to her room.

As soon as I was there, I flicked on the light.

"Oh god, Kayla!"

The end.

A/N: Alright, I know you all probably hate me for that. But now I can write the sequel. The sequel will be called Recovery. It might be up tonight, but if not, it will be up tomorrow. I still have homework to do before tomorrow! Thanks for voting! ~Kylie