Issues | e.g.d

Third

Charlottes P.O.V

"Charlotte why did you hit that boy?" The nurse asked me for the fourth time.

I sat there staring out of the window. The nurse is getting frustrated now. It's funny the way she looks at me, she's so angry and I don't know why it just makes me laugh a little inside.

"What is wrong with you?" She says violently slamming her papers onto the bed next to me.

She has no right to say that, she doesn't know what happened. She doesn't know about my life, my home, my parents. It's none of that bitches business and it never will be.

I glared at her. My face went red, I could feel it. My eyes went blurry. I can just about make out the nurse jumping onto the bed and rolling her eyes. My, my breathing. It's fast. Then I lost the ability to do it. To breath. My heart was pounding.

Why? I'm too weak to even control myself. Let alone my breathing. It's not my fault is it? Of course it is, everything is my fault. My parents arguing is my fault, even what happened to Erin...

Erin is my friend, she's in a coma. We were at a party 2 years ago, I was only 14, we were walking home and her purse fell on the floor and  she ran to get it while a car was coming and then...

She got hit.

"Just b" Nothing makes sense to me, I can't hear words, or think right.

I can't even see, it's all b... Its all-

It was all black. It stopped, when I felt something grip my shoulders and my head had somewhere to lean.

The smell of cologne steadied my breathing and my vision slowly came back. The nurse was sat down fumbling with her fingers with a guilty look on her face.

"W-what hap-" I managed to say. Until I heard a shushing sound is I quickly closed my mouth.

"Nothing shhhh." Then whatever was gripping me started swaying and while they were talking I felt the vibrations on their chests.

"What did you do to her?" A guy asked. He must be the one who kinda stopped whatever just happened.

"I only wanted to ask her a few questions." The nurse muttered.

"What were the questions? Tell the truth or I'll tell the headteacher to get you fired." He snapped back at her.

"I asked her why she hit that boy. She didn't respond so I asked what was wrong with her, the. She just started that thing she just did." The nurse said a bit louder this time.

Throughout all of this I was swaying and almost falling asleep to be honest. Whoever was holding me sighed and turned me around so I couldn't see who he was. He held me up and asked if I was ok.

I nod. I want to know who he is. I turn around and it was him. The guy from the waiting room,  the guy who completely ignored me. I turn my head and furrow my eyebrows.

"What?" He said while laughing.

"I just saw you, out there." I said back smiling and pointing to the waiting room.

"Yes you did now I have to go." He replied, putting his hands on my shoulders and shaking me a 'lil bit.

"Wait." I said grabbing his arm to stop him from going out of the door.

"What."

"What's your name?" I said looking straight up at him.

"Ethan. It's Ethan." Ethan answered me.

Ethan, what a s'cute name. Once Ethan walked out of the door, I followed him to go to my last class of the day... Sewing.

Ughhhhhh.

The day is finally over, but I have to get on the bus. Yay, not :). I really need to move closer to school some time soon.

I wait at the bus stop, watching everyone run past me to catch their buses or race to their cars to get home. I just sit here staring at my phone messaging some of my friends.

Yes, I have friends, I know... shocker!! I locked my phone again and put in my earphones in case anyone tries to talk to me.

Which did not work at all, as I heard someone to the side of me say hi or whatever they had to say. I turned my eyes but not my head, trying not to make it obvious I was looking at whoever it was, which by the way did not work.

I saw it was Ethan, so I smiled and took out my earphones, making sure to lock my phone before putting it back into my pocket, because I mean HELLO??? Battery draining????

"I didn't get your name." He said to me.

"Charlotte." I replied with a smile, with that he walked off to wherever he was planning on going.