I Changed Him

Guilt

Its been weeks since Cheyenne returned to school. The pictures were not at School anymore, it was on the Internet. People at school were still talking about it and was editing the pictures to make Cheyenne look worse. Cassie has been staying with Cheyenne, in case she cuts herself again. Cassie knew the pictures people were posting. She knew if Cheyenne saw this, she would just kill herself from looking at it. Cassie got all the papers Cheyenne needed to do in her classes and she returned them back.

   In Berchem High School, to Sean, everything was boring. It usually isn't. He would be playing with Cheyennes hair or poking her in the back or throwing airplanes that says ugly ass. Now that she isn't here he sits there and has no other choice but to pay attention.

    Everyone at school was bored. There would be fights breaking down, mocking and teasing to do. Not anymore. At lunch it was even worse. In lunch, there would be plenty of chaos. There would be good fights and beat ups.

   "Have you guys noticed ever since that loser hasn't showed up, school has been...bland?" Trevy asked, picking at his mashed potatoes.

   "Hell yes!" Diana drops her fork in frustration.

   "I kinda miss her." Sean says, staring down at his food. The whole table looked at him like he was crazy. Though they need her back, they definitely don't miss her.

  "Man, have you lost yo damn mind? You hate her ass!" Cory said.

  "Is you serious?" Trevy asks, nearly shocked out of his seat.

  "I am. In class usually I would be playing with her hair and poking her in the back and shooting airplanes that say ugly ass." The whole table was looking at Sean, with doubtful looks.

"Sean, are you guilty for hurting her feelings?" Sean couldn't tell if he was guilty or not. He was so used to feeling nothing that he didn't know how it felt.

"Well, does your stomach turn and you can't swallow your food?"

"This man is fucking guilty." Sean laughed and drank his milk.

"Tell the teacher in sick again, I need a cigarette." They nod and Sean leaves the cafeteria and sits in a different spot this time. He sat in the parking lot in the middle of two cars and smokes there.

Miss Cheyenne? Her? No, I never miss anyone, I never feel guilty. Sean tries to take her off his mind, it was nearly impossible so he decided to just get it off his shoulder and talk to her.

He stands up and smashed his cigarette, running out the parking lot. Her house was about seven houses away. When he steps on  the steps, he knocks on the door and sees someone who looks abandoned.

"Can I speak to Cheyenne?" He asks.

"I am Cheyenne, what do you want Sean?" Sean looks at her closely and sees dry tears rested on her cheeks and her skin tone a bit faded.

"We need you back at Berchem, everythang seem borin and shit. So we need you there to make Berchem fun." Sean said, bummed just from looking at Cheyenne.

"You need help Sean, I'm not going back to school to get bullied all over again." Cheyenne slams the door in his face. Sean knocks again and Cheyenne answers. "What?!"

"I'on wanna do dis shit eva, can we just forgive please?" Cheyenne plucks his forehead and pushes him. Sean realized while Cheyenne was pushing him he saw red scabs all over her arms. "Aye, aye, what the hell is that?" He points to her arms, a bit worried.