Recover

Chapter Four

Recover- Chapter Four

Mom and I had a fight when she got home. It was about her not picking me up when I really needed it. "You don't get it mom, I really needed you!"

"I was at work and you know that! You will not yell at me like you just did!" I rolled my eyes. "Fuck you mom!" I jogged up to my room. I probably shouldn't have said that but I don't care, it's how I felt.

I wanted to cut even more but I didn't. Something stopped me.. My stomach growled for food but I ignored it. I went up to my room and fell straight to my bed and went to sleep after hours of staring at the walls.

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I wake up to my alarm again. I want to cry at how much I don't want to go to school. I have clue who the people are there, and Alexander has everything on me. He could tell everybody and there goes my life in high school.

I dress in the same boring clothes again. I keep my hair down like always. This time I drive myself to school.

I hate this! I hate it. High school is worse then jail. People don't realize it until they are in high school..

I try to remember my first period. I round a corner and slam into a body. "Oh god.. I-I'm sorry..." The person says. I look up and see a tall boy. He's cute, but only like little brother cute, with a button nose and green eyes. "It's okay.. Do you know where room 314 is?" I might as well and ask him. He looks like he's knows the rooms around here.

"Yeah, that's actually where I'm going." I help him pick up his books and he leads the way. I feel someone grabbed the wrist I cut last night and pull me aside. "Ow! Stop-" it was Alexander, who else? "Sorry. Umm how are you holding up?..."

"I'm fine. Let go of me please.. I have to get to class." People were staring at us and it was making me feel uncomfortable. He released his hold from me and I walked to catch up with the boy that had bumped into me. "Hey I never got your name." He said.

"Lexii. And yours?"

"Michael. If you don't mind me by asking, but what where you doing talking to Alexander?" Just hearing his name made me have mixed emotions.. I wanted him here but I wanted him away from me. "Oh.. He was just asking me a question.." I didn't want to talk anymore so I just walked alongside of him.

English was English.. Boring and full of talking. Sitting at the back was were I wanted to be. I felt comfortable.. Well as comfortable as being in school can get.

I was walking to my second period alone and felt someone's hand rush against mine. It was obviously an accident, but I looked to see who it was. I knew that familiar smile looking down at me.

"What's up pretty girl." Hearing him call me that brightened my day up. "Second period... I'm going to it. What else?" He laughed. I sigh, oh I feel so stupid. I don't think that's what he meant!

"What's the room number?" I looked down at my schedule. 111. I told him that. "Oh what a coincidence, that's mine." I mentally face palmed myself. I guess the bright side is, is that I can find it easily. I looked around the halls as we walked.

"My mom and I got in a fight.." I hated how I blurt out sentences! I don't know why I feel the need to tell him everything. "Oh... Umm you guys okay?" He slowed down his pace and eventually stopped. "No. It was about- never mind. You don't want to hear.. Guys don't listen." I started walking again but felt a tug on my hand. People were staring at us again.

"No tell me. I care, and I want to hear." He ran his hand down my sleeve. "People are staring.." I felt insecure and started sucking in my stomach. "So? Don't pay attention to them, now tell me." I took a deep breath.