Troubled Ones

Chapter Two

I ignored the nasty comments roaming the halls as I took my homework out of my locker. Only two more months and I'm out of this hell hole.

"Hey look it's the skeleton." A voice says from behind me. I close my locker and slam it and try to avoid all the immature fuckers. Unfortunately, for me anyway, Jack is behind me and he blocks my way. "What're you gonna do, bones?" He asks trying to sound cool. I freeze and clutch my books in my arms.

"Punch her!" A girl in the crowd yells. Jack smirks at me.

"Get the fuck out of my way." I say in his face.

"Ooo-hoo-hoooo. It talks." He chuckles and the crowd giggles. He shoves me into the lockers and my bones crash onto the metal. I groan in pain. "Don't you ever tell me what to do." He's all up in my face now. I've had enough of this bullshit. I shove him away from me and smack his face with my science textbook. The crowd is very shocked at this point and I run past them. I keep running till I get to my psychiatrist's office. I never look back. After four years of being bullied by everyone at school. I can't take another beating. I won't let it happen. I CANT let it happen. I'll no longer be their punching bag.

"Hi Addie." The sign-in lady greets me with a smile. I ignore her and after signing in I rush to my therapist's office.

"Come in." I hear Aileen yell from the inside after I lightly knock on the door. "Hey Addie. We don't have a session scheduled today. But I'm glad you finally decided to come back after three months."

"Yeah. I did something today." I tell her as I sit down on the chair in front of her desk.

"What'd you do?" She asks with a concerned expression on her face.

"I did what you told me to do three months ago. I fought back."

"Listen, Addie, I never told you to fight back."

"Yes, y-yes you did. You told me that I should do something about them bullying me. You know how long I've been bullied? I can't take this anymore!" I yell getting up annoyed.

"Adelia calm down." She says.

"Don't tell me to calm down! I can't, I won't be bullied anymore." Tears start flowing down my cheeks. "You don't understand!"

"Shh, it's ok." She stands up to hug me.

"It's not okay!" I push her away. "He would've beaten me again. I hit him with my textbook."

"Addie, violence is never the answer." She replies.

"YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING YOU STUPID BITCH! I am sick and tired of listening to your bullshit and everyone else's bullshit. I won't let them push me around anymore."

"You need to calm down right now or I will have to do something about this." She has a serious tone in her voice and her eyes are popped wide. I give her an intimidating stare.

"You're no help." I say calmly. I storm towards the door.

"If you don't let me help you I'm going to have to force the help on you." She says.

"Fuck you." I say and before she can do anything I run home. I know she's going to call people and make me go to a mental institution. I will not have that. She will not lock me in a house with crazy people. I'm not crazy. If anything she's the one that's crazy. She thinks I'll let anyone keep hurting me?That bitch doesn't know what's coming. She should be locked in the house of crazy people. When I get home I pack some clothes in a bag. All of a sudden my stomach starts to hurt really bad and I feel light headed. It feels as though my insides are twisting themselves and I clutch my stomach in pain. I lose strength on my knees and fall to the floor. After half of a minute of laying on the floor motionless, the lights go out.

I hear a muffled voice and my vision is blurry. "Addie." The voice says starting to sound a bit clearer. I rub my eyes and I feel a very cold hand shaking my shoulder. "Are you okay?" I notice the voice was coming from my brother. The pain in my stomach has gotten worse and a tear escapes my eyes. I can barely move and speak.

"Call." I say in a raspy voice. "Doctor." I avoided talking too much because of the pain in my stomach. I closed my eyes and heard my brother on the phone. His voice became muffled again and the world went black.