Here For You (Narry)

Chapter 4

A/N: Ok I finally updated! I've been trying to update for days but it's been hard. Thanks for waiting so patiently @NiallsharrysOlivia !❤
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Who am I? Who am I?
And I don't know myself.
Who am I? Who am I?
Invisible. - Invisible by 5 Seconds Of Summer
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Beverly's P.O.V.
My alarm beeped loudly, signaling the start of another day.
I groaned and hit the snooze button. A minute later, it started beeping persistently again. I rolled out of bed and turned off the alarm. Gosh, I hate waking up.
Once I was up, I started my usual routine of getting ready. I picked out a simple thrift store t-shirt and jeans, my normal outfit since the money from my babysitting and other odd jobs didn't pay for anything fancy. I pulled on my dirty converse and went into Nathan's room.
Nathan was sprawled out on the bed, sound asleep with a little smile on his face. I smiled to myself. He looked like a little angel.
"Nathan, time to wake up." I shook him gently.
"No." He mumbled.
"C'mon sleepyhead! We've got school."
He finally got up, and I dressed him in an old t-shirt and shorts. I wished I could afford something nicer for him, but this was the best I could do.
Nathan followed me into the kitchen, where I fixed him a bowl of cereal. I grimaced as I poured the last of the milk into his bowl.
Great, just great.
Maybe if the family I was babysitting for today payed well, I'd be able to afford more.
"Aren't you gonna eat too?" Nathan asked.
"Nah, I'll eat at school." My stomach growled as I said it. At least my school provided free breakfast and lunch.
There was a loud knock on the door, and I pulled it open to reveal Rose.
"You guys ready?" She asked in greeting.
"Hello to you too, Rose." I teased. "And yes, we're almost ready. Nathan's eating."
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Rose, Nathan, and I walked to school as usual. We dropped Nathan off at the elementary and continued on to the high school. An awkward silence filled the early morning walk.
"So," Rose cleared her throat. "How were things with your mother yesterday?"
"Not very good."
Rose gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry to hear that. Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not really."
"Okay."
The newfound awkwardness continued into first period, English. I tried to focus on the essay we were supposed to be working on, but I was so tired. I had gotten barely any sleep last night. I had too much on my mind to sleep. And the way things were with Rose weren't helping. Eventually I just slipped in my headphones and laid my head down in my arms on the hard wooden desk.
Another day of painted walls and football in the T.V. No one sees me.
The music filled my head, shutting out my painful thoughts. I gradually drifted off to the soothing music.
"Beverly!" A male voice loudly woke me.
At the same time, someone jabbed me sharply in the ribs. I raised my head and glared at the teacher, the tall, balding man who had so rudely awakened me.
"No sleeping in class, Beverly." He barked. "And no listening to music either."
"Whatever." I grumbled, feeling my cheeks burn as forty pairs of eyes turned to look at me. I heard a few snickers and shrank down in my seat, wishing I could just disapear.
After all, no one's supposed to see me. Everyone ignores me, no one cares to pay any attention to me. That's the way it's always been, and that's the way I like it.
But my annoying teacher didn't seem to think so. "Maybe if you actually payed attention in class, you would pass. Instead, all you do is fall asleep and listen to music!"
I wish I had a comeback for that one, but I didn't. All I could do was glare at the teacher.
If only you knew why I can't focus in this class. Maybe then you would understand.
But right now, the only thing I understood for sure is that I was suddenly no longer invisible. And I hated it.
The rest of the class dragged on, and when the bell rang I was the first one out the door. I could feel Rose shooting sympathetic glances at my back, but I ignored them. Right now, I didn't want pity. I wanted to be alone.
I slipped my headphones in my ears and turned the volume up, drowning out the chatter and noise of the crowded hallway. People pushed past me, not seeing me. I didn't care though. I was in my own world, where nothing exists but the music in my ears. Things are back to normal. I'm invisible again.
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Sadly, things didn't stay that way. I was finding it even harder to focus in my second period and worst subject, math. The stupid equations and formulas made zero sense!
Halfway through the period I gave up and put my head in my arms. Another normal, sucky day.
"Beverly, can I speak to you after class?" This time it was my math teacher's voice that woke me up. She was a tiny Asian lady with a strict voice who somehow managed to intimidate me despite her size.
"Okay." I agreed nervously.
This can't be good.
When the bell rang and all the other students left, I stopped by the teacher's desk.
"Yes, Ms. Nuin?"
"Beverly, you have an F in this class so far. You could bring it up if you tried, but most of the time I see you sleeping or on your phone."
"I am trying, Ms. Nuin. It's just math is hard."
"It's not that hard. And I see that you don't have great grades in your other classes either. I'm sorry Beverly, but if you don't work to bring your grade up I'm going to have to arrange for a parent meeting."
Shit. Shitshitshit.
"I'll bring it up, Ms. Nuin. Please don't call a parent meeting." I pleaded desperately.
If Ms. Nuin called to make a parent meeting, she would find out that my mother was in no way able to come to a meeting, nevermind raise kids. That couldn't happen.
"Okay, Beverly. I'll let it slide for now, but you better get that grade up to passing by the end of the semester or I will call your parents.
"I will." I left the room quickly, before Ms. Nuin could change her mind.
Back outside, I walked slowly and once again got lost in the noisy crowd of students.
The day inched along slowly. At lunch, I chattered and laughed with my rowdy bunch of friends as usual. What wasn't usual was that Rose was still abormally quiet.
One of my friends was telling a joke. I smiled and laughed, while nervously picking at my nails behind the cover of my backpack. Of course, none of my other friends noticed. All they saw was my smile.
Why should they notice? It's not like they care. No one does.
Rose wasn't fooled by my smile though. "What's wrong, Bev?" She asked me quietly.
"I could ask you the same thing." I shot back.
Rose put her hands up in mock surrender. "Okay, something is definetly eating you. What is it?"
She knew me so well. I took a deep breath, then let it out. "I'm sorry Rose, I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm just really stressed. My teachers expect me to get my grades up, or they will call a parent meeting. And that can't happen or they'll find out. But how the hell am I supposed to get my math grade up from an F to passing?! Math is fukin hard!"
"I know right? That teacher's a bitch!" Rose patted my back. "Don't worry though, I'll help you. I'm not much good at math, but I'll try my best."
I smiled at her. A genuine smile this time. "Thanks Rose."
"Anytime."
The rest of the day passed uneventfully. No more teachers bothered me, and I didn't see Rose until after school ended. Everyone mostly ignored me like they usually did.
"You never answered my qeustion at lunch today." I said to Rose later. We were walking home with Nathan. "What's bothering you?"
"Just tired." Rose said, avoiding my eyes.
"Really Rose? Come on I've known you since kindergarten. I know when something's bothering you."
"We're here." Rose announced, avoiding my qeustion for the second time today. "Do you want to come inside with me?"
I decided to let it drop. Whatever it was, she obviously didn't want to talk about it. " No thanks. I've got to babysit for our neighbors this afternoon, remember?"
"Oh yeah. Well, I geuss I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay. Bye, Rose." I waved to her as she went inside.
"Bev, who are those people at our house?" Nathan asked.
"What?" I looked at Nathan in confusion.
Nathan pointed down the street to our house. Two people( a lady and I man) were standing in front of my door, knocking.
I suddenly had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I started to walk quickly towards the people.
"Bev, wait up!" Nathan hurried to keep up with me.
"Hello." I said politely. "Can I help you with something?"
"Hello. Are you Beverly Powell?" She asked.
"Yes. And you are?" I was perfectly calm on the outside, but my stomach was doing flips on the inside.
"Joanne Mathews. And this is my partner Alex Cane. We work for the department of Child Protective Services."
The world seemed to stop. My heart plummeted to my feet.
Shit, it's finally happening.
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A/N: Ugh I'm not happy with how this chapter turned out. It took me a long time to write but it's crap sorry. Don't give up on me:( Anyway, what do you think is bothering Rose? And do you guys want a Narry chapter next? Plz comment and vote what you think!
xx Grace❤