Saving Him

Chapter 3

The rest of the day went by with many stares. They were different than usual. People looked concerned, judge mental, and some were even angry. As if I'd done something wrong.

I tried to push them away, physically and mentally. I just need to talk to Marcus. I want to apologize for earlier. Or, do I?

I don't know who was right today, but all I know is that I want to be with Marcus. But, why?

That kid has pushed me away for years! He constantly made fun of me, making me want to ditch my Hannah Montana lunch box, and dye my hair, and even switch schools. He tormented me and didn't take a second out of his day to think about how I felt.

Why would he? He's heartless. He's cold and vile and hates the world. He hates.. Me.

But..

He did save me from the dog. Or, rather, allowed me to save myself from the dog.

He's given me two rides home.

He tried to walk with me to school.

He even stood up for me when Adam pushed me.

But is that enough to take it all back?

These questions swirled through my mind endlessly. Do I hate him? Has he changed? Is it all just a scam and he's trying to make me even more messed up than before?

Why can't he just be straight forward with his actions? Why does he have to constantly make me wonder?

I groaned and stopped walking. When I looked around at everyone, they didn't even try to pretend they weren't staring at me. They gave me a blank look, as if they were watching a movie.

Is that all people think my life is? Something they can amuse themselves with?

I wanted to start crying and just fall to the ground. But I can't.

Because that's what they want. Everyone watches me like buzzards, waiting for me to fall. I can't give in.

I look up and see Adam coming toward me. I may have been scared if I weren't too mentally dead to realize he was furious.

"Dakota!" He yelled.

I gave him a questioning look, as if to say, 'What do you want?'

"Do you know what your little show got me? Suspension! I'm not going to play in any games for two weeks and it's all your fault! This is my future we're talking about-"

"You mean you're talking about? Because frankly, I don't care. Goodbye." I say, before strutting away.

I've never spoken like that. I didn't hear him walking behind me, so I assumed he was either too shocked or upset to continue annoying me.

"Dakota!" Someone called from a distance.

"What?!" I yelled. I'm so tired of people wanting to talk to me and telling me things. I just want to be all alone on an island, with no people, and no worries.

"What's wrong with you, Barbie?" He asked.

Good one.

My stomach felt nauseous. It's Marcus.

What do I say?

I still hadn't turned to him.

"Hello? Dakota..."

He walked around to me and I looked at him nervously.

"Are you mad?" I asked.

"I guess some people say so, but I've always thought I was mostly sane." He said, chuckling.