HELP ME FIX MY BROKEN HEART

Chapter 19

Carla POV

Monday morning came way to quick, I still felt like shit and my head was pounding.  Miranda wanted me to miss school, but of course my stubbornness wouldn't allow that.  I made my way to the shower it took all the energy I had just to get ready to school.  Shit, how am I getting to school, my car is at home and I'm at Miranda's.

"Um, Miranda how I am getting to school." I asked.

She looked at me confused, "Oh shit you don't have your vehicle, well I guess your riding with me, if anybody asks, I'll just tell them I past you on the way to school and your truck was broke down or something.  I mean it could be a sign saying you need another day off though." She glared at me.

"Look we have another game tomorrow, I need to be at school, I need to practice." I said

"Your not playing tomorrow, there's no way you will make it through a game." she said.

"You can't stop me from playing, I am playing in that game, if you like it or not I don't care."

"Well you seem to forget one thing, I'm the coach, so I decide who plays and who doesn't" she said.

"Oh now your going to threaten me, that's great Miranda, yeah use your power trick here.  I'm a student your a teacher, forget the fact that we are girlfriends, right.  So you get to make what decisions are best for me now." I snapped back.

I think I shocked her, "Look if that's what I have to do, then that's what I will do, you are so damn stubborn, this game tomorrow is not even important, it's not distract it doesn't count for anything" she snapped back.

"It means everything to me, but obviously that doesn't matter to you," I turn and grab my bag and start walking out the door.

"Where the hell are you going?" she asked.

"I'm riding the bus to school, mother"  I felt bad the instant I said it, but right now I was to mad to even think about what I said.  I walked to the bus stop and waited, how can she treat me like this, how she thinks she knows what's good for me, does she not realize basketball is everything to me, the one thing that makes me happy.  On the other hand she makes me happy also, I know she cares and she wants to protect me, but I'm still young I need to make mistakes, I need to learn. 

I was walking towards my locker, "Well, well, what the hell happened to you freak." Becky snorted.

I just looked at her, my blood was still boiling from this morning, "Fuck off Becky" I snapped

I reached my locker and was putting things in my bag before I knew what happened Becky had slammed my fingers in between the lockers, I lost it.  I looked up at her stupid ass smirk, "That was the last time you will do that." I said through gritted teeth.

"What the fuck are you going to do, nothing, like you always do, now get the fuck away from me." She said as she pushed me against the locker.

The next thing I remember was hitting her right in the nose, it must have been one hell of a shot, because she dropped like a sack of potatoes.  "You broke my nose you bitch," she screams, while blood is running down her face.

This sets me off even more as I go to jump on her to finish the job until I feel soft arms wrap around my waist, "Carla, what the fuck are you doing?" I turn and I'm staring into those perfect piercing eyes, right now I see nothing but red and if I don't walk away I know I will do or say something stupid.  I push her away from me and start to walk towards the restroom, when I look up Mrs. White is standing in the hall, "Office now" she points.

My head was dropped as she entered the office, and closed the door.  "What the hell was that?" she asked.

"I couldn't take it anymore, I've dealt with her for 4 years now, this past month has been hell, and I knew I should have stayed home this morning, but I didn't.  I'm sorry." I said.