We Are Broken

Chapter 14

Chapter 14:

((Fay's Point of View))

Who would have thought that I, Fay Ramon, would be starting normal public school? I know that I never would have thought that in a million years. Yet here I am, dressed in a pair of skinny jeans matched with a sparkly zebra print top and a pair of black flats. Carter and Cindy were standing next to me. 

Cindy had the same goofy smile that I had. Yet I could tell that she was slightly nervous.

No where near as bad as Carter though. He was completely tense next to me. He didn't want to be here, I could see that. Carefully, I slipped my hand into his, squeezing it gently. Instead of relaxing, he pulls me closer to him.

"Everything's going to be fine." I tell him as we made our way to our first class. 

Carter and I had every single period together. We only had second and lunch with Cindy though. It sucked, but it was better then not seeing her at all. 

As we were going through the hallways we were getting lots of stares and whispers. Carter and I just held onto each other, trying our best to ignore them. It was going to be a hard task keeping him from punching someone, I could see that by the way he glared at everyone. I had to do it though, I didn't want either of us to be expelled on our first day. 

"Be nice," I whispered to him as we entered the class room. 

"It's hard when every damn person is running their freakin' mouth about you, starting shit." he seeths. 

I ran my thumb against the back of his hand. "We'll get through this. You've got me, so go to me whenever you get the urge to do something..........reckless."

He nods as we take seats in the back corner of the classroom. I figured that as soon as we sat down he would have taken his hand out of mine. Instead, he scoots his desk over closer to mine, keeping our hands firmly bound together. 

After a couple of seconds a group of jocks come over towards us. "You two are in our seats." one said. 

"Find new ones." Carter snaps at them. 

I squeeze his hand. "Calm down." 

Another one of the jocks looks from our intertwined hands to me. "Well, beautiful can stay with us, but you freak need to leave."

This is where I lost my temper. "Don't you dare talk to him like that. He's more of a real person then you are. You are an ass hole and a freak."

"Oh, fiesty, I'd love to tap that." the first one says with a toothy grin. He then starts to rub his filthy hand up and down my arm in a supposed seductive way. I felt like I wanted to throw up and cry. 

I could instantly feel a panic attack coming on. Carter got out of his desk to pull me into his arms. He started to stroke my back, trying to get me to calm down. The jocks moved away as a teacher came towards us. 

"There is no PDA allowed in this school." he says to us. 

"Can't you see she's having a freakin' panic attack?" Carter snaps at him. 

"How do you know?" the teacher asks. 

"Becaues I've gone through them. Hell everyone in the house I live in has gone through them. I know what they look like. I know how they are triggered. So shut your damn mouth and give us some freakin' space." Carter yells. 

((Carter's Point of View- originally this was supposed to be in Fay's then halfway through writing it I realized I was writing as Carter oops ;D))

And that's when the principle walks in. "Is there a problem in here?" she asks. She looks at Fay and I. Instantly she bends down since we are on the ground. "Does she need a drink? Do you think that will help her calm down?" 

I nod. "Maybe, it works sometimes." 

She turns and orders the teacher to go get a bottle of water. A few minutes later he comes in with a bottle of water and some advil. He hands me the water and tries to hand me the pills. 

"What the hell do you think those will do for her?" I ask. I reach into my book bag and pull out a bottle of pills subscribed to Fay. "These are what she needs." I take one out and hand it to her. I lower my voice to a whisper. "Fay, your going to need to take this...the heat will go away, I promise." 

She whimpers as a response. I thought I was going to have to shove it down her throat, but she takes it from my hand and swallows it. Fay takes a few sips of water before her breathing returns to normal. She lays back in my arms. "Thank you." she says. 

"Come with me to my office." the principle says. She turns to the teacher. "Have someone carry their stuff." 

I pick Fay up bridal style and follow the principle to her office. She curled up in my arms, slowly drifting to sleep. She never had enough energy to stay awake after a panic attack. Not to mention the drug makes her sleepy. 

As I sat down on the couch in front of the desk- Fay still in my arms- I noticed a plaque on the desk said Principle Jill Freeman. 

Principle Freeman sighs. "I was hoping she was going to be able to stay awake. I've been dying to talk to her."

Instinctively I held Fay closer to my chest in a protective manner. "If you want to know her life story look it up in a damn news paper or something." 

She shakes her head. "Want to know a secret? I used to know her. When I was sixteen, she was eight. I used to be in the same boat she was. We used to sleep on the same cot with other girls if we didn't have........visitors......that night. I escaped when I was seventeen. I had told the police about where they all were- hoping to free them too- but the people had already cleaned out the place by the time the police had arrived."

"So you.......understand what she is going through?" I ask. 

She nods. "Mostly, I was there for only a short period of time though. I was brought into that horrible place when I was fourteen. She'd been there since she was a couple of months old."

"Don't worry, I'll bring her to talk to you when she is concious." I said, knowing that it might help Fay. I know she hates talking about it with me. 

She smiles. "All right." She studies us for a moment. "Are you two dating?"

I shake my head. "No, we're friends."

Right then Cindy comes bursting into the office. She plops down next to me. "OhMyGoodnessissheokay?" she asks in one big rush.

"Slow it down, bitch." I said. "It's been a long ass day and it's not even ten o'clock."

She rolls her eyes. "i was asking if she was okay."

"She will be, let's just get her home so that she can get some more comfortable rest." I said with a heavy sigh.