The New Girl [COMPLETED]

Chapter 4

"Tell me." I repeated but Grayson just kept pacing.

I grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him so he was staring me in the eyes. His breathing slowed.

"Sit down." I said, gesturing to the couch.

He gave a small nod, still looking directly into my eyes. I walked him over and sat him down. I sat next to him with my legs crossed. I put my hand on his lap and asked again. "What's wrong?"

He took a deep breath. "It's Forest. He's gonna... he's gonna..."

"What?"

"He's gonna make your life living hell."

"And Forest is?" I asked, completely clueless.

"The one you stabbed?"

"I stabbed someone?" He nodded. I was confused.

I couldn't recall stabbing anyone. I remembered attacking those two girls in the bathroom but never a boy named Forest. I tried to think back on my school day, but I couldn't focus my thoughts. The only thing running through my mind was Grayson. He had stalked me and came to warn me. Did he actually care about me?

"Why would you tell me this? Aren't you part of his friend group?" I ask.

He looks at me with sad eyes. "I am. But they all think your a bitch, and honestly, I don't see that in you. I see a girl who is struggling. I see a girl who doesn't know what to do with her life."

I looked down and just thought to myself. He was right. All I've been doing these past 5 years was struggle, questioning all of my actions and my own being. I never knew if anything I was doing was right. My eyes stung as tears were fighting to fall down my cheeks. I couldn't handle the truth he was pulling out of me.

"Leave." I whisper.

"I just wanna let you know to watch out for them."

"Please just leave. I'll see you tomorrow." I said.

"You're still going?"

"Just go! I yelled.

He let out a heavy sigh and got up from the couch. He opened the door, but before he stepped out, he turned around and said to me, "Just watch out."

Then he slammed the door shut. As I reached my hand down to lock it, I heard his car engine start up and slowly fade away as he drove off.

I could feel my heart and breaths quicken. I rushed up to my room and threw myself onto my bed. I wiped my faced and tugged on my hair. I broke down. Tears streamed down my face as I kept repeating Grayson's words in my head, "I see a girl who is struggling... a girl who doesn't know what to do with her life."

I couldn't handle the truth. I'd didn't know who I was. I kept crying and crying until my eyes were just too tired to stay open and I fell asleep.

I woke up with another pounding headache, but this on hurt ten times more than the others and I couldn't shake off the pain. I laid in my bed and tried to let the headache pass on it's own.

Once it was gone, I went straight to the bathroom to see a puffy, red-eyed me. I immediately began applying make-up. I decided to go for a bold look. Not only would it intimidate my schoolmates, but it would also be a good coverup for my puffy eyes and cheeks. I brushed my hair straight and changed into some black leggings and my big, black, knitted sweater with my white converse. I grabbed my backpack, a jacket, and my phone. I slumped downstairs and picked up my penny board. I had my hand on the door knob but hesitated when I remembered what Grayson had told me.