Slightly Destroyed

chapter 1.

(edited)

Seeing the school's guidance counsellor isn't really a thing I'd want for my normal day schedule,but since Mrs Taylor was a good friend to mom when she was principal it makes it easier to talk to her. It still didn't help.

"Mrs Taylor, I seriously think that this whole conversation isn't necessary at the moment" I groan picking at my nail polish,that I should seriously consider changing.

"Becca honey, you're going to have to talk about it at some point. That point might as well be now " she nods her head gently, encouraging me to go on.

I shake my head and sigh, "it's not now, but when I do wanna talk about I assure you you'll be the first to know" I say reassuringly, hoping she'll finally get off my back.

She considers me for a second before nodding, finally defeated that I won't be answering her question. "Tell me about school, and the cheer team."

I groan "you know how school is, you're my guidance counsellor " she smiles, a real smile. It wasn't meant to be a joke, I was being sarcastic, she is my guidance counsellor.

"The team gets that I've been distant but the season is almost starting so" I shrug there isn't much to say but that. I had been distant to everyone over the summer, no one can really blame me though. I mean who would after loosing my mother to cancer.

"Since you brought up the season, how's Grayson?" I cringe making a weird face.

Why the hell did she want to know about him? Of all people? Does she not remember he and I actually hate each other.

"Grayson? What does this conversation have to do about Grayson?" I scoff annoyed.

"Well he was at the funeral ,I mean he's close to your brothers yea?" I nod. Is she serious right now?

"Mrs Taylor everyone from school came to say goodbye to their favourite principle. And Grayson was just doing what every other student and teacher did" I stare at her,she nods allowing me to continue.

"They all came up to us, telling us how sorry they were for our loss" I lean back in my seat. "Honestly, I couldn't care less. It's not like I haven't heard all those I'm sorry's before."

The silence filled the medium sized room. Okay maybe I was too harsh, just a tad.

"Well it seems like your time here is done, your brother is here" Mrs Taylor breaks the silence looking to the open window then back at me.

I turn around to see Mason standing there, gripping the straps of his bag whilst talking to the other counsellors.

I nod and reach down to my feet for my bag.  "Rebecca" her voice says, making me turn on my heel.

"I know it's difficult, but you don't have to keep your emotions to yourself" I nod before opening the door and letting it shut behind me. "I'll always be here for you."

Mason sends me a small smile as I exit the suffocating room, I return the gesture forcefully. A gesture we have been doing for the past months.

Mason always comes early as he loves to catch up with coach before class. Since he is a senior he doesn't have much to socialize in the halls much anymore. I barely see him in the cafeteria at lunch nowadays.

"Hey, sorry sis I wasn't home when you left. I had to drop off Nick and Jacks" I nod as he throws his arm loosely around my shoulders and walking me down the hall.

It takes fifteen minutes from our house to get to Nick's school then ten minutes from Nick's school to Jacks school, then all together coming to our school takes twenty five minutes depending on the traffic on Main Street.