Secret Racer (on hold)

Chapter 18

Sorry if any of the facts or symptoms are wrong for diabetes. If anything seems like im taking the piss out of diabetes, im sorry. My mum is diabetic so i would never say anything bad about it. (Except cussing at it for being a thing)
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Chapter 18

*Brae's POV*

First block went by fast. All morning I've had a feeling in my stomach, not a sick feeling but a feeling like something bad is going to happen. My body is achy, I might just go home.

I walked around the corner, heading to my locker. I sensed a presence in the hall - which is odd - I looked up and there stood the schools bad boys, leaning against my locker.
'Why are they here?' I thought to myself.

I slowed my pace, my footsteps were the only sound in the halls. Everyone was already in the cafeteria. Blair, Ethan & Carson looked up from their stare at the ground.

I reached my locker, cautiously opening my locker, i side glanced at Blair and he was staring at me with an unreadable expression.

"Hi" I whispered after I closed my locker, still facing away from them.
"Hey, how are you Ray?" Blair said, he called me Ray. Why did he call me Ray? Does he know it's me? Oh god no! He can't know it's me, right? My eyes were widened as I whipped around to look at him.
"Why did you call me Ray?" I questioned trying to play dumb.
"Maybe because you are Ray. Race Queen. best in town, maybe even in the country." He hissed. Fuck fuck, how did he figure it out, I was cautious.
If he knows, do brothers know?
"How did you know?" I whispered, Looking down.
"I recognised your eyes and how they were similar to Blake's. do your brothers know?" Blair explained. Well he answered the question about my brothers.
"No... don't tell them please" I begged, looking straight at him.
"I won't but why don't they know?" He pried.
"Because they would kill me, it's dangerous." I answered.
"Are you ever going to tell them?" Ethan asked, I looked at him.
"Not until after I'm 18" I answered still looking at him.
"Are we done? Coz Im going home" I asked, I wanted to get out of this situation as fast as possible.
"Yeh we are done, are you feeling ok? You don't look good, besides the bruises obviously?" Blair asked.

My vision started getting blurry. I started to sway, I put my hand against the wall to keep myself steady. I don't feel good. My vision started to go black. I shook my head to get away the dizziness and the black spots disappeared.
"yeh I'm fine. Just need to get home" I said as I started walking forward.
"Carson. go get her brothers" I heard Blair order. 

The dizziness returned and I squeezed my eyes shut. 4 minutes of feeling dizzy and I heard multiple footsteps running down the hallway.

"What's happened?" I heard a familiar voice ask, I couldn't make out who it was, but I knew it was my brother.
"We were talking and she tried to walk away and now...." Ethan motioned towards me.

"Brae. Look at me." I done as instructed and saw it was Elijah holding me upright.
"What's wrong?" His voice was soft and gentle.
"Nothing" I lied "I'm fine"
"Your not fine Brae, stop lying. It's easy to tell that your not fine" Miles scolded.
I sighed "I feel dizzy and sick. My visions going blurry"
"We are getting you home" Miles said as Elijah picked me up bridal style. What's wrong with me? Then I clicked.
"Wait. Put me down a second" I instructed. Elijah followed my instructions and placed me back on my wobbly feet. I weakly made my way to my locker. Putting in my code. I looked around the messy locker for the familiar grey case. Found it. I shakily opened the zip.
"What are you doing and what's that?" Blake asked.
I didn't answer and kept my concentration on the task at hand. I looked at the pen and put on the needle. Feeling everyone's eyes on me as I do so. I pricked my finger smiling a little blood and placed it on the censor. I waited for a minute, until the results came up.
"Shit" I muttered as I saw the results. 
                    3.89
"Bare answer me. What's wrong?" Noah asked.
"Does anyone have a fizzy drink?" I avoided his question.
"Yeah why?" Jake said as he handed me his bottle of Fanta.
I muttered a thanks as I took a drink. Gulping down almost all of the bottle.

"Ok so now you going to tell us what's wrong and what you are doing?" Blair asked.

I sighed "ok..... I have type 1 diabetes" I paused then continued "my blood sugars were and still are, too low"

I looked at my brothers and saw their worried but confused faces.

"Since when?" Jake piped up.
"Since I was 7" I replied.
"How didn't we know?" Blake asked.
"Because I asked mum not to tell anyone. Dad didn't know either" I replied as I looked at the floor.
"I need to go home" I said to no one in particular. I spun on my heels and almost collapsed to my knees. I started to get dizzy again and I shook my head getting rid of all traces of dizziness.

"Brae hold up! We will all go home with you" Miles called.
"Ok" I muttered

Just as we turned to leave I heard the clicking of heels coming down the hall.

"Hey baby, everything ok?" Bridget screeched. 
"No. We are taking Brae home" Elijah answered then kissed Bridget on her Lipstick smothered lips. EW. I'm gonna be sick.
"Ok. Hope you feel better soon, Brae" she said in sickly sweet tone of voice.
"Yep" I replied. She doesn't actually care. She despises my presence around my brothers because she is jealous that they a lot of time with me. Like seriously it's so childish.

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Sorry it's a late update and a short chapter. I haven't had a lot of free time lately. And I've decided I'm only going to update on a Thursday.

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