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Chapter 18: Enough is Enough

Tara's mind was in complete shock after she felt the blood ran from the side of her forehead. She stood up crookedly and scanned her scars on both arms for the last time while keeping her lip bitten in regret.

She didn't even bother to look at Nathan as she was excessively stunned by what had happened. She stepped back and slowly walked outside without even uttering a word. 

Nathan was left there... kneeling down which had given more reason for him to rage by himself.

"I'm ruined." he cried, knocking both of his fists to his head.

Day after that..

Rose's POV

(School corridors ; 12:30 PM)

I was so mad. I was so full of it already. Seeing Tara arriving at my house with silence and tears in front of me that night, was the worst and a heart-breaking moment I had to witness. She didn't even thought about coming home because of the fear that was suffocating her emotions - the anxiety it would have given to her mother when she'd see her daughter looking like that.

As her best friend, I knew I had to do something about it. I had to at least try to sort out things for her, and fast.

When I was walking through the corridors, I peeked through the vertically shaped window of the 207-A classroom door, hoping that HE would still be around even after our class session. And fortunately, he was.

I went inside the room and made sure we were alone before I closed the door.

"Oh, Rose.. hey I was wondering why you guys skipped class?" he asked with a clueless face, sitting casually on top of his desk.

I breathed deeply and sat in front of him, "we need to talk."

"Sure, what is it about?" he leaned closer, looking eager to listen.

Just about time that Wayne should know everything

"About you, Tara, and what's been happening since the day we got to know you."

"Ohhhh ha! So she told you?? I knew she was really interested in me.." he rubbed his chin, smirking.

Huh what.. this idiot

"No, not that or whatever you're talking about," I rolled my eyes as I put my palm on my face. "This is some serious issue we have to discuss right now." I added.

"Well, what is it?"

Wayne's POV

At first, there was too much curiosity and enthusiasm with the way I approached to the topic she was about to bring up. But as soon as she explained and cleared out the message she was intending to impart in me, the emotion inside of me turned into confusion and incredulity.

Her words poured nothing but about this disorder I have - this perplexity, according to her, that was inevitably influenced by my own mind. 

The expression left in my face was indescribable while I was still listening. These doubts she was giving to me were familiar. I knew I had this same judgement from someone else. I was trying to remember... and soon recalled a memory way back when I was taken to this hospital. I felt like it was an unfair attack towards me. 

But shortly, as Rose was trying to convince me more about this bitter truth especially now mentioning about what happened to Tara the night before, my mind and conscience was shook. Somehow, everything  seemed like it came to a pause. Like the time and movement was frozen at that moment. I was there, having the deepest of my contemplation... suddenly realizing these invisible happenings all this time that I once called weird and "probably a dream" kind of scenario. I thought it was just all in my imagination but it was my reality after all.