I Love Him and I Don't Know Why

Chapter 4

Soon enough Monday came around, which could only mean one thing. School. To be honest, I was nervous to go after receiving that text.

Once I got to school, I searched for Juan to tell him about what happened on Friday, but I couldn't find him.

I was about to go outside when a hand grabbed my arm. I swung around to see Chris. Strange.

"Hey Chris. What's wrong?" I asked him nicely.

"Its Clayton. Something's wrong with him and I can't figure it out. Okay, I'm not supposed to tell you this but he has a crush on you and I need your help figuring out what's wrong with him." He rushed out.

"Of course. What do you want me to do?" I asked, worried this time.

"Can you try to get some information from him? Please?" He asked with hope in his eyes.

"Of course I will." I said.

He breathed out a sigh of relief and pointed to where he was sitting. I looked over and almost gasped at what I saw.

Clayton's eyes looked tired and sleepless. He then put his head down to sleep. I began walking towards him.

"Hey Clayton." I said kinda whispering.

His head shot up at the sound of my voice. He looked around until he saw me. He smiled when he did.

"Oh hey Marie. Good morning." He said tiredly.

"Doesn't sound like your morning is good. What's wrong Clayton?" I asked him softly.

"I didn't get any sleep last night." He said without looking at me.

"Why didn't you get any sleep last night?" I asked.

He shook his head. I didn't want to push him into speaking if he didn't want to. I put my hand on his back and rubbed it.

"Its alright Clayton. I won't pressure you into speaking if you don't want to. Just remember that you can tell me anything." I reassured him.

I got up and said goodbye and that I would see him in class. I began walking outside where Chris was.

I walked outside and found him. He saw me and ran towards me.

"So? What's wrong with him? Is he okay?" He rushed out without  breathing.

"Relax Chris. He's fine. He just didn't get any sleep last night. That part he didn't tell me why."

He relaxed and took a breath. He thanked me and walked away. Soon enough the bell rang and all day Clayton and the mysterious text message were on my mind.

All day I've been trying to figure out who sent me the message, but I always thought it was maybe Leonel. He bullied me in the sixth grade and half of seventh grade.

He used to be so nice to me in the fifth grade, but after I moved to another school but soon came back, he became a jerk to me, and I never knew why.

It could've been him but we haven't talked in like two years so I doubt it was him. The last person I would think sent it was someone from the football team.

All of the football players I know are so nice, except for Leonel. He's the only jerk on the team. He deserved a trophy for being the biggest jerk in school.

It soon reached last period. I walked in and saw Clayton had his head down. I walked over to my seat and put my hand on his arm and shook him softly.

He woke up and looked in mine with tired eyes. He smiled at me and rubbed his eyes.

"Hey Marie." He said.

"Clayton when you get home, go to sleep please. You're an athlete, you need rest if you're going to do your best." I said gently.

"I know and I will go home and go to sleep. I appreciate that you care." He said with a smile

"I'm always here for you Clayton." I said to him reassuringly.

He smiled again. After school I went to my room and stayed on YouTube the rest of the day.

I then got another message from the same unknown number. I opened it scared of what was sent.

Unknown: Why can't you listen to me huh? You know he doesn't want you, so why bother? Just stay away because you ma'am are digging your own hell hole. I'd watch my back if I were you. Sweet nightmares Marie.

I shivered. Why won't they leave me alone? I should probably call the police. What help will they be anyway? They won't do anything. I guess I'm on my own.

Wait, I still have yet to tell Juan about it, so I guess I'm not on my own. I'll tell him tomorrow.

I chose not to think about it and try to get some sleep. Soon enough, I felt sleep overcome me. I just hope Clayton's getting sleep too.