Bad dreams&sharp things /dalton rapattoni

1.4

*2 months later*

Scarlets pov

Things got bad after that

I live in constant feAr of my class mates

Ive stopped eating

Going out with the boys

I eat my lunch alone

By a tree at the back of school

I listen to music and block out the world around me

Alot has changed.

My wrists arnt even skin colour anymore. All you can see across body is scar after scar after scar.

I wear the same black hoodie everyday. Its only to hide whenever i wear daltons shirt.

Yes

I still wear it
It smells of him
Feels like him
I miss him

I dont know what happened to him, he never came to visit me in hospital and so i cut off contact. I mean i thought he was my nest friend, maybe was something more, and he doesnt even have the decency to come and see me.

Its a piss take

Mum said a boy called Daniel came by but i told her i didn't know a Daniel.

My parents returned home for a month to look after me, but then they left again, making me feel more alone then ever

"CAN SCARLET GREENDAY PLEASE COME TO THE OFFICE IMMEDIATELY" i heard loudly over the speaker.

My teacher excused me and i slowly walked towards the office.

"Hey scarlett!" I heard Calum say as he passed me in the hall

I rolled my eyes and carried on walking.

"Hi im scarlet" i said to the office

The lady looked up and pointed at a door.

I entered and i immediately know what it was.

A young-ish lady sat in an arm chair, looking over a clipboard rested on her skinny knee.

"Hello you must be scarlet, I'm coco, please take a seat" she said pointing her hand from me to the small couch.

I sat down facing the lady.

" do you know know why your here?" The lady asked flicking her brown hair to one side

I shook my head no

"Well, your teachers have noticed your grades dropping, you don't contribute in class anymore, you don't even speak apparently! You hang out at lunch by yourself, you wear the same outfit each day, you don't eat, skip gym class! Whats wrong? Whats happened?" She exclaimed in one lengthy breath

I just looked away. My lips not moving abit.

We sat in this silence for about 10 minutes before she piped up.

"Well, I'm making you a weekly appointment with me on Fridays! What ever's going on with you is not healthy! You need help..." She ended.

I stood up rudely before exiting the room, not saying a word.