Willow

Chapter 8

I ran down the hallways and flung the door to the supply cupboard where Gabe was normally talking to the cleaner (his uncle). Opening the door, I looked around and saw Gabe with his back to me, kissing someone. Ava. My face was bright red with anger as I walked over to them. Shouting at them, I slapped them both hard over their faces.
"WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING?!" I screamed. My mind was blurred with anger as I continued yelling and shouting. Ava stepped in front of me and shoved me to the ground slapping me and kicking me. Eventually a passing teacher came in and grabbed me. Struggling, the teacher sat me down in a room on a long sofa. He exited the room and left me to calm down. Tears slowly trickled down my face as I lay down and covered my face with my hands. I howled and eventually drifted off to sleep...

I awoke to the sound of the door handle. Looking around and rubbing my eyes, I spotted Mr Jefferson.
"Hey Willow," he said softly, walking over to me.
"Look there's nothing 'wrong' with me, you would feel the same if your partner cheated on you," I muttered grumpily.
"I know there isn't Willow, I understand. I also understand that Ava was hurting you," Mr Jefferson said sympathetically.
"Yeah..." I sighed.
"You need anything? Water?" He offered.
"No, I'm alright," I murmured.
I glanced over at the clock and panic entered my body. 12pm! Jumping up, I knocked over the jug of water that was sitting on the table next to me. Oh god!
"I-I'm s-so sorry!" I apologised.
"It's fine, calm down. What's the rush?" Mr Jefferson asked.
"I'm so late!" I panicked.
"It's ok! It's ok! I've excused you from today's lessons," He smiled.
"Oh, thank you," I said relaxed.
I was still having a panic attack though. Suddenly, everything went black...