Bad Intentions

Chapter 9: There's a used condom lost in my bed somewhere

I wake up to the similar sound of my alarm clock and take a few minutes to get up but when I finally do I get ready.

I still can't believe what Wesley said at Jackson's. The humiliation was real too. He said sorry but I rather just keep my distance if he thinks I'm crazy and sick. I can't go destroying him as well

I got dressed in a white shirt and a gold necklace with black skinny jeans. I did my usual makeup then headed downstairs to put on my black vans and grab my school bag

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I walk into school and walk through the familiar and non familiar faces in the hall.

As I was at my locker I see a group of guys walking together with what seems football jerseys on their shoulders, Wesley doesn't fail to be there. Kinda figured I mean the schools bad boy obviously an obnoxious jock as well.

He sees me and walks straight passed but I'm not complaining.

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Math is boring. I never understood the point of it besides addition and subtraction. Not that I'm not good at it I'm a Straight A student besides Spanish I have a B damn you puta...I don't even think that's Spanish

"Tori you are dismissed" I hear and snap out of my daze about math

"Huh uh sorry what?" I said back at the teacher then I noticed a lady in her early thirties standing in front of the class too.

"Mrs. Pollini is taking you out of my class. You are dismissed from math today. Pack your things" my math teacher said as I still questioned who the lady was with almost all eyes on me two pairs of eyes that caught my attention were Wesley's though. I hurried out following the lady I still don't know.

I walked behind her. I have no clue who she is or where she's even taking me, this can't be safe. All I know about this lady is that she's wearing a tight black skirt down to her upper knees and a black and white polkadot blouse with a bun.

She slowed down her pace as we approached a room. Room 321 -guidance counselor.

A fucking guidance counselor. I told my mom I didn't want this school finding out about my disorder and she promised. A fucking counselor?

The lady sat me down in the small but roomy classroom with a circle table towards the corner and shelves, a desk other things.

She sat at the table so guess I was supposed to follow her.
I sat down in front of her as she observed me with a binder in her hand. A thick one and she started writing.

"Tori, I'm Mrs. Pollini I'm the guidance counselor. I help young adults talk about their feelings, what they're going through, self esteem, and more. I help many teens with their problems and I've been told you may need a bit help as well. No worries. It has come to my attention that you have an eating disorder. Let's talk about it shall we? It's ok to open up to the right people I know it's hard but Tori I'm here to help" she said with a friendly smile

"How do you know about my eating disorder? I know my mom didn't tell you, so who did"

"One of your classmates. Tori don't feel offended he wants you to get better"

"Wesley?" I said disappointed

She nodded with a small smile

"No he doesn't want me to get better. He wants me to be embarrassed of myself even more than I already am" I said and she continued writing

"No tori that's not true there's nothing to be embarrassed of"

"Yes there is, look at me. I'm nothing but bones aching bones waiting to just decay, that's something. It's like a damn secret that I hate but can't hide it from anyone because they already know" I'm truly pissed and on the verge of breaking down I hardly do this