Forget Me Not (HIATUS )

Chapter 13

Woohoo! School is finally over and I can't be any happier. 

I quickly jump out of my seat as soon as I hear the bell and surprisingly I'm the only one doing this. 

"The bell doesn't release you Ms. Anderson, I do." Mr. Roberts says with a straight face.

"Pretty sure the bell does because you have no control over me once that final bell rings." I retort.

"Excuse me? Is that attitude I hear?"

"Well it's certainly not kindness." I mumble under my breath but of course Sophia has to hear me. 

"Yeah, sir. I heard the attitude too." Sophia buds in.

"Sophia stay out of this. Detention for the both of you." He points a stern finger at the both of us.

The rest of the class had started walking out and surprisingly they weren't getting yelled at. Ok, what the actual fuck!? I swear teachers just have it out for me!

"Sorry sir, no can do. I have important stuff to be doing right now." I salute Mr. Roberts with two fingers then walk out the door before you can reply. 

Quickly, I walk to my locker and grab the rest of my things and quickly get out of this dumbass school. The support group is at a church a couple streets down from the school so I just told Sage that I can just walk there. The fresh air feels nice anyways. 

I finally reach the church and I suddenly feel a weird feeling in my stomach. My stomach is twisting and turning in all directions and my heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest. I'm so nervous.

I don't know why or where this sudden feeling of nervousness came from. Maybe it was because these people could be possible friends and I haven't had a friend since the second grade. It's been so long that I've forgotten what it feels like to have somebody to talk to. 

I look at my watch for the time and see that it's now 3:06 the program starts at 3:15. I take a deep breath and open the door to walk into a cool building with a picture of God hanging on the wall and a couple teens by a little snack table on the other side of the room. 

I just stand there and take in everything. 

It looks like something you would see in the movies. Theres a couple chairs in a small circle. Only a few though, maybe six chairs total. I guess there isn't as much freaks as I thought but it's better than nothing. 

The small table on the side of the circle of chairs has a platter of cookies and a platter of green grapes and watermelon. There are two teens eating and talking to a guy who looks a little older than the rest of us. Hmm, he's probably the group leader. 

I feel someone bump into me from behind and I turn to look who it was. 

"Sorry about that." The boy averts his eyes from the ground to my eyes. Oh god, was he gorgeous.

"I-it's fine" I stutter. God damn Amira get ahold of yourself! I mentally scold myself.

The cute boy smiles at me flashing his pearly whites as he says "You're new to this right? Because I would remember a pretty face like yours." 

I blush and give out a little laugh. I pull a strand of hair out of my face and when I look up I still see him staring and smiling at me with his beautiful blue eyes that remind me of the sky on a sunny summer day or the ocean. I can't make up my mind because my heart is beating too damn fast because of him.

"Yeah, I'm new." I smile back. 

"Nice. I'm Zachary but you can call me Zach." He holds his hand out for me to shake which I do and introduce myself.

"Amira." 

"Well Amira, don't just stand there, we should have a seat the programs about to start soon." I nod and follow him to the chairs where most of the others are already seated. There are about three chairs left and somebody races in the door and takes the third unoccupied seat.

"Sorry, I'm late! I had to stay after school to take a test." The kid takes a seat and wipes a bead of sweat off of his forehead. 

"Great now that everybody's here let's get started." The leader claps his hands together and looks around the circle. "I see that we have a couple new faces here today so let's start by introducing ourselves. As we go around the circle let's give our names, age and why we are here. Remember do not be ashamed, this is a safe place for all of us." 

I look around and I see some depressed faces others aren't totally depressed but not very happy either. 

"Ok, I'll start," The leader says. "Hi everybody, I'm Dan and I'm 24. And I'm here because I'm a depressed pansexual runaway. Basically, my parents and everybody at school didn't accept me for who I am so I ran away from everything at 17 and now I'm a depressed adult who hasn't seen his parents in over seven years." I could see by the way Dan kept his head low that he really missed his parents.

I felt bad for him. His parents should have just accepted him for who he was. It's not that big of a deal. Just a preference. Gosh, parent's are just so fucked up. 

We moved on and I didn't really pay attention to the others because I was too worried about what Zach would think of me once I say why I'm here. 

What if he thinks I'm the biggest freak of them all?

Oh god, what if I scare him away? I know I just met him but he is really cute and he is the most teenage contact that I've had since the second grade. I hope he doesn't get scared away by my story.

Though I wasn't really paying attention to the others I still caught their names, Hannah, Tyler and Margaret. 

Then it was Zach's turn. "Hi everyone, I'm Zach. I'm 18 and I'm here because I have anxiety, depression, adhd and ocd. I get bullied for all my diseases. People like to bully me all the damn time and that caused my depression in the first place and now it causes me to fall deeper and deeper into depression each day." I stared at Zach in amazement. I would have never been able to guess he had all those diseases if he hadn't had said it himself. 

I mean, when I really look at him a little bit of symptoms show. Like the way he continuously bounces his leg up and down or how he has his backpack hanging off the back of his chair instead of lying on the ground like everybody else and he also has his jacket folded neatly on his lap. 

Finally, it was my turn. "Hi everyone, my name is Amira and I'm 17. I'm here today because of depression. My depression all started when I was a little kid. As a little girl I would get raped by my father. He was a crazy man. So, being the dumb little girl I was, I told my mother. My father told me not to tell her but I didn't listen. He ended up killing her and going to jail. Everybody hates me now. They blame me for my father going to jail. To them, my father was a great guy. He was friends with everybody. To them, I'm the one who should be in jail, not him. Do to people being fucking assholes," 

"Umm, Amira honey, sorry for interrupting but do you mind watching your language? Let's not forget we are in the house of God." Dan budges in.

"Oh yes, sorry. Well anyway, I haven't had a friend since then and I thought that maybe by coming here, there would be more people like me. People who would understand me and not judge me like the others. And well, I hope I'm not wrong." I look down and I feel a hand on my shoulder. 

I look up and see Zach giving me a small smile. Usually I would hate people giving me smiles after I told my story. I hate how it changes their perspective on me but when Zach does it, it's comforting. Maybe it's because he goes through tough things as well and he actually understands me. I won't know but, what I do know is that I liked it.

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Yes, I know this was a very long chapter but I hope you guys like the story so far. It's 2:20 in the morning and I'm starving but I decided to write another chapter. I love you all. Comment what you think so far about the story. It would mean a lot to me. :) <3