-VIOLET'S POV-
"In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the spirit of god moved upon the face of the waters-"
I feel ill. Like a subdued pang of nerves that rattled inside of me.
Parker swiftly places his hand to the back of his neck. He has nice hair Y'know, hazel and effortlessly messy. But of course i was that girl, like all the other girls in my school, that drooled over him. Not literally... i mean apart from a few exceptions.But even Parker's handsome features couldn't get me to focus or feel any better. There was something about today that just felt ...eerie. I change my gaze from Parker, towards the far window of the classroom. The sky was a typical grey, not much happening up there apart from the occasional bird crying.
All of a sudden, i felt something inside of my stomach lurch. I quickly covered my hand around my mouth to stop me from throwing up. The sense of eyes twisting around like over grown weeds,made me gulp.
The strange, ill force, made me feel dizzy and even more unfocused. Just before something bad was going to happen, i dash from my seat, clumsily running, whilst dodging desks and bags left flung and limp on the floor.
Stumbling out of the classroom and into the hallway, i head towards the girls bathrooms.
You can hold it in V, just a little bit further now. I hear running footsteps from behind, heading in my direction. I step out of the way in case the runner is dashing to get to a class they are late for and i don't want to end up being the obstacle that they have to pass through.
I turn around hastily, to check that i have successfully moved myself out of their pathway. The pang soared and i doubled over onto the floor in pain, and that my friends, is how i lost the last bit of my dignity.
The runner stopped running when they reached me, "Don't stop running because of me" I groan in pain. The person quietly chuckles and sighs. I can't actually see who it is as i am squashed into the floor whilst rolling about.
They Help me onto my knees gently, my back facing them and then tie my hair into a low scruffy ponytail, from the hairband i dropped onto the floor when i fell. "Thanks" i mumble, not really sure what they were doing. They aren't going to kill me or anything...are they?
I shake the thought from my mind. Hah who am i kidding? i won't be able to forget that possibility quite so easily.
"It's okay y'know" Said a distinctive familiar voice.
Tristan.
"Oh hey there Tristan" I say feeling happier knowing it's him, plus it means there is a less of a chance that he would kill me rather than a stranger. Well i hope there is.
"Be sick on the floor if you must"
"But who would be there to clean up after me" i say already starting to taste ickness in my mouth.
"Duh the cleeeeaaaaner" Tristan rolls his eyes, well i know him well enough to know that is what he would do.
God Tristan! you are so un-thoughtful of other people. i would say that out loud to him but before i knew it i was throwing up onto the floor.
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A short time After that, A lady had spotted me practically dying on the floor.
She took me to the medical office and shooed Tristan back to his class, much to his protest.It wasn't long before they reluctantly let me walk home,despite the fact I was practically hurling everywhere. Nice.
A twig snaps beneath my foot causing me to slightly stack it, real class Violet. Real class.
YOU ARE READING
The Shadows Of What We Knew
HorrorWhen Violet Henderson witnesses her mother devouring her baby sister, everything including the balance of life and death begins to change. _______________________