Insanity At Its Best

20 - visit

I look at my recently manicured nails.

They're long-ish. I got fake nails for the millionth time this year. I can never get enough of the look of them.

This time I decided to switch it up. Usually I get the square ones but this time I got stiletto, they end in a point. Kind of like a cats claw.

They're a deep red colour brushed over with black crackle polish.

I tap my fingers against my desk as I count down the minutes until lunch.

Since the beginning of school this morning I've been anxious.

Not seeing Jack, adds to my anxiety.

What if the police already got to him?

I shake my head silently. It would've been all over the news.

Maybe he fled, she says and I scoff.

He's not the type to run away like a coward.

Or maybe you're just scared he left without you

I let out a deep breath and put my head down over my books. I can feel the dull pain of a headache coming on and I groan.

Just in time the bell rings and I'm up and out of the class before the teacher could even begin to dismiss us.

I walk-no-I drag my feet across the floor towards my locker which lies on the other side of the building.

I get there safe and sound five minutes later.

Lazily I put in my combination for my lock and open my locker. I grab a few books that I'll need for the rest of the day.

I glide my hand across the top shelf of my locker in hopes of finding a bottle of pills.

They fall to the ground and I bend down to pick them up.

As I stand back up I find Bruce leaning against the locker next to mine with a smile.

"Haven't seen you since last week" he says and I nod.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I've been busy" I lie and shut my locker.

I grab my bag up off the floor and place the bottle inside.

"Don't worry, I get it. Your boyfriend is really jealous" he holds his hands up in surrender.

I chuckle and shake my head.

"He's not my boyfriend" he looks up in confusion.

"Oh, sorry. I figured since he pulled you away when we were talking.." he shrugs and I shake my head.

"Nop, I'm single" I nod my head and we walk in silence for a minute before e speaks up.

"But you just let him do things like that then?"

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"I saw the way he grabbed you Harley. It seemed like it hurt. I heard him screaming at you too. You shouldn't let him treat you like that. Boyfriend or not" I let out a small laugh.