Friends Don't Kiss, Do They?

Chapter 17

I felt dizzy by the time I reach the street at the front of the school. I slow to the stop, thinking I was going to collapse, but with a sip of water, I was able to recover. Making sure no one had followed me, I headed towards home.

Once I unlocked the front door, I texted Bailey to let her know where I was and what had happened. I walk up to the room and buried my face in my pillow, letting the tears flow.

I lay there for a while, not even realising I had dragged my body to the bathroom. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I was a total mess with red puffy eyes and my hair was all over the place. I felt so exhausted from all of the crying that I did. In the back of my mind I could hear Samantha's cruel words. Why did she felt the need to bully me the way she does? She has never been physical with me before. She always bashed me with words. Would I ever know the answer to why she hates me so much?

I strip out of my clothes until I was standing there naked. I step onto the scale to see how much weight I have lost. The scales I have lost ten pounds. Tears prickle my eyes. How did I lose just only ten pounds in aweek without eating? I'm sure I would have lost more than that, wouldn't I?

I sit on the floor, resting my back up against the bathtub. I push my knees up to my chest, hugging my legs. My eyes were starting to hurt from the constant sobbing and I knew I needed to stop.

"Hailey?" Matt's voice echoes from the hallway.

I don't answer him. I don't look up and at him to see why he was in my house. Even when he kneels in front of me, I don't meet his eyes.

"Hailey, look at me."

I obey him. "What are you doing here, Matt?"

"Bailey was concerned about you. She was going to skip school to see if you were alright, but I told her I would come and check up on you."

"You didn't have to come here."

Matt reaches out, pushing some lose strands of my hair that escaped my ponytail away from my face. He then wipes the tears that fell. "I was concerned about you, Hailey. Bailey said Samantha did something. What did she do to you?"

At the mentioned of the witch's name, more salty tears fell. Matt sits down on the floor, and then pulls me into his arms. I sit on his lap and rest my head on his shoulder. We sit there wrapped in each other's arms for a long time in silence.

"Tell me what happened, Hailey."

I come clean and tell him what happened in the restroom with Samantha. It was painful remembering and repeating what she had done to me. I didn't tell Matt how I was dieting in hoping to lose weight, especially when he wanted to know why I was naked on my bathroom floor. I told him how I was seeing if I was fat like Samantha says I am. Matt shakes his hand, telling me whatever she was saying was not true. He tells me I'm beautiful, and that I shouldn't let her words bring me down.

I listen to his words carefully, knowing he was right. I shouldn't be letting her bring me down. But it wasn't easy forgetting the words she had abused me with. I think about them every day, wondering what kind of person I would be if Samantha didn't have a reason to bully me? What will Samantha do to me once we graduate? Would she still find a way to torture me?

"Why don't you get yourself clean up and we can relax, watch a movie before we head over to Tayvon's house for the party?" Matt asks.

I smile at him and then kiss him. The kiss instantly helped me to forget about Samantha. Matt rests his hands on my waist as he returns the kiss. I slip my good hand under the collar of his shirt, rubbing his shoulder. Matt pulls away from me, removing his shirt. I run my hand over his chest, my hand trailing down until I reach his belt buckle, undoing it. Matt helps me up off the tile floor, removing his jeans. He then lifts me off the floor. I wrap my legs around his waist, pressing my lips against his. Matt carries me into the shower.