Boy Next Door (ON HOLD)

-What a day!-

♢Chloe's POV♢

My biology class is the only class where the popular's kids eyes were on me the whole time. The only reason for that is that Noah sits next to me. I heard them whisper sometimes, but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Mrs. Thompson, answer the question." The teacher stopped in front of my desk.

I wasn't really paying attention to what we were doing so I was taken aback at first. People's eyes were on me expecting an answer.

"C-could you r-repeat the question, p-please?" I try to say.

"Were you not paying attention?" She asks, raising an eyebrow.

Oh god.

"S-sorry."

"What is Hematopoiesis?" She asks.

I know the answer to this.

Because the teacher was intimidating me, wanting an answer, I froze to my spot, not being able to speak.

Almost everyone was whispering.

"I think she kinda is mute."

"I've never really heard her speak to be honest."

I was getting nervous. The teacher was still looking at me waiting for the answer.

"Do you know the answer Mrs. Thompson?"

"I... I... k-know." I barely get out.

"Then answer." She continues asking.

My breath gets quicker. I feel a panic attack coming. I can't stay here any longer. Now I can't breathe properly.

"Is she freaking out?"

"I've always known she was a freak." Someone said, not whispering this time. This voice I knew. It was Bailey.

I couldn't hold it any longer. I grab my bag and storm out of the classroom.

I ran into a bathroom, sliding on the bathroom wall, clutching my chest, finding it hard to breathe.

I've never had a panic attack in class before. I've always been able to control it pretty well. Whenever I've been called to answer a question, I didn't have people whispering around me.

And I hated being called a freak. That made my anxiety even worst.

I heard some steps and then a knock on the bathroom door. I still couldn't breathe and tears were falling down my cheeks.

"Chloe? Are you in there?" I heard Noah call from outside the bathroom door. He couldn't just enter since it was the girls bathroom.

I can't answer him.

He gets inside and look around for me.

"Chloe?" He calls again.

He notices me after a couple of seconds. I couldn't stop my tears from falling down my cheeks. As soon as he sees me like that, breathless and crying, clutching my chest, he sits in front of me getting my hair out of my face.

"Shh. It's okay. Don't overthink their words. They are a bunch of dipshits that got nothing better to do or say." Noah is stroking my arm, then hugging me tightly.

He's so sweet sometimes, but whatever he says doesn't make it better.

After about five minutes I've stopped crying and my breathing is back to normal. Biology class is over by now and it's lunch time.

I don't want to be around people right now. I just wanted to be alone.

"Are you better?" Noah asks, his voice full of concern.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine." I say with half a voice.

"You don't sound fine." Noah tilts my head so I can see him.

"I am." I say. "I want to be alone."

"I'll stay with you."

"That's not what 'alone' means." I state. "You go on."

"No, I'll stay." He says determined.

"Please." I beg.

"Fine." He gives up. "But don't stay in the bathroom all day, please."

"Okay." I see him walk away and after he leaves I get out of the bathroom and run to my car.

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I stay in my car until lunch was over and then I walked to my locker getting my book out.

I didn't want to run into anyone right now. I turn to my right and start to walk fast when I bump into someone.

I fall on the ground with a loud thump hitting my hip. I knew that it would turn into a bruise.

I look up and see a girl I've never seen before. I quickly get up and dust my clothes.

"Careful." She says. I don't even know the girl and she is already angry at me.

"I-I'm sorry." I say knowing that it was my fault since I didn't see where I were going before walking, but still she doesn't have to act like that.

She flips her bleached hair over her shoulder sending me an icy glare. What is her problem?!

The bell sounds announcing that the students will be filling the halls in seconds. I grab my bag and close my locker leaving the girl behind and rushing to my next class.

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People just can't let things go, can they? No, everyone kept whispering about it all day. I didn't see the fake blond I bumped into the rest of the day. Maybe she doesn't go to my school and was meeting a boyfriend or friend or something.

I didn't even know the girl and she hates me already. Perfection!

Ughhh. What a day!

These thought accompany me all the way home.

As soon as I get inside I hear yelling coming from the kitchen. I have no idea what is going on and I'm scared. I drop my bag on the floor and run to there.

"Stop protecting him. He doesn't deserve it. I prepared everything for him, serving it to him in a silver plate. And what does he do to thank me? He causes problems all the time. Trying to get himself expelled." My dad yells in my mom's face.

I eavesdrop from behind the wall, not wanting to get involved in this yelling match between my parents.

"Oh come on. He doesn't like that sort of career. Stop forcing it on him!" Mom yells back, furious. It's the first time I've seen my mom so angry at somebody. She never yelled at us when we were younger, she tried to reason with us. Dad was the strict us, but I loved him a lot anyway. I don't like what excessive work has done to him lately. He snaps at literally everything.

"I don't care." A louder yell is heard from dad. Mom jumps up scared. Dad then storms out of the kitchen and into his office, not noticing I was behind to wall.

I run up the stairs and into my room, trying to hold back the tears forming in my eyes.

I get my phone out of my pocket and ,with a blurry vision, call Elijah.
After two rings a girls voice responds.

"Hello? Who is this?" She says.

I try to calm down so my voice is not shaky, but fail.

"I'm looking for my brother. Can you pass the phone to him, please?" I say, my voice clearly showing that I'm crying.

"Yeah, sure." She says into the phone and then is speaking to another person. "Wake up. There is someone on the phone looking for you."

Seconds later I hear my brothers voice.

"Chloe? What's wrong?" His voice is laced with sleep.

I let a sob escape my lips, also hoping this won't turn in another anxiety attack. I've had enough for a day.

"Why are you crying? Chloe, what happened?" He says, his voice full of concern.

"Please, I'm begging you. Don't cause anymore problems. Just do what dad wants and spare us the drama." I say, my voice shaky and trying to be loud.

"And be miserable like him for the rest of my life? No thank you. You don't want that career either, I know it. So just don't try to convince me to do otherwise." He says a bit to loud for my liking.

"Don't yell at me!" I snap. "I've had enough yelling for a day."

"Sorry. I'm sorry. What happened?"

I gulp trying to stop the, now, silent tears.

"Mom and dad were yelling at each other when I got home. Arguing about your situation. And I hate it. This could end up very bad Elijah. What if mom and dad realize they stopped loving each other? What will happen then?" I say, not wanting it to be true. Not wanting it to happen.

He sighs. "Was it that bad?"

"Yeah. It was." I plop down on the bed closing my eyes for a while.

"Chloe, mom and dad do love each other. Nothing is going to happen." He tries to reassure me, but I know he doesn't believe it himself.

"It doesn't seem like it anymore." I say while more tears fall down my face.

"Trust me. It's going to be fine."

"I hope." I sigh. "Do you have to go back to that girl?" I ask remembering the girl that answered the phone. She was probably sleeping with him. I shake my head trying to erase the image.

"Not if you want me to stay on the phone."

"No, it's okay. Don't let the lady wait." I say forcing a laugh.

"Okay then. I love you sis."

"I love you too lots." I hung up the phone and tears start rolling down my face.

What if my parents really have stopped loving each other?

The silent cry slowly turns into a loud sob and I sit up with my back on the headboard, hugging my knees to my chest.

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