UNIQUE

13

As You could probably guess, I could not pay attention to much after that, my thoughts were somewhere else very far.

 Fortunately, nobody asked me any questions or even tried to talk to me. And to my surprise nobody at all noticed my absence,not even Laila. Although I considered her my friend, She had changed a lot after getting into popularity and would treat me very differently when in front of her cooler friends. I pretended that it did not bother me even if, deep down, i knew it did.

When I took the bus home Jake avoided even looking in my direction. Another enemy. Just great.

I turned on my cellphone and listened to my playlist looking out the window. Music always made me feel a bit better, at least for a while. Although some of my favorite songs didn't have very happy clips or lyrics...

When I arrived home my father was waiting for me at the door.

-Marjorie, i think we should talk a bit.

I started shaking. Had He found about me leaving the school:/?

-Today We received a phone call. From your mother.

-Chayane?

-No. From your mother.

-I see- i replied in chock.

-She hasn't called us in the last 17 years but today She did. I have no idea what She wants. so my question to You is : How do You feel about this? What are You going to do about it?

-Well, what did She say?

-She wants to see You and it's sort of ''now or never''. But if this bothers You;...

-NO-I interrupted loudly-it's okay.

-you know You may not like what you see. - He warned me.

-I know. but i still need to go.

He sighed. i could be very stubborn at times and my decision was final.

Tomorrow at 7. You better get up early.

Ary was spying at us behind the curtains.  I just smiled at went to my room.

I heard her knocking the doors and than slowly opening it.

-Marjy?

-Yes?

-Are You leaving us? - She asked trying not to cry.

-I don't know- I answered- But it's okay.I'm happy

-No.

-No?

-you are not happy. Don't try to fool me because I know. I know about every thing. I know that you cut, that You starve yourself frequently, that you have depression and night terror. I know that it hurts and I feel that you are hiding more.

I looked in her eyes and i saw something that happened a year ago.

 I was crying in my room, angry at myself, at others,at life in general.

  i had a horrible yet realistic dream. I had seen my best friend, Rachel, killing herself. ''It's just a dream'' I thought to myself. but I knew it was not just a dream, it was much more than that. My realistic dreams or nightmares frequently had a meaning and something in me told that something bad was going to happen to her. Something really bad.

    I grabbed my phone to call her. It rang twice but no answer. I texted her and She would not reply.

     "its her time'' a voice in my head said.