Mental

Chapter 3- First

"You'll be fine." Cam smiled over at me as he took the keys out of the ignition. I just nodded not being able to find my words.

My throat was dry and my hands were so fucking sweaty.

I'm going back to school.

Back into the real world with real people. oh my god.

"I'm not ready." I blurted out just as Cam went to open his door. My breath was ragged and I could feel my eyes burning.

"Hey, hey." He whispered turning and putting his hand on my shoulder. "You'll be fine, I promise. Alright?" He gave me a soft smile, his eyes staring into my mind with such reassurance like he knew for sure I'd be okay. But that's the thing, he doesn't.

"So much could go wrong." It came out as a whisper, raspy with the alarming dryness of my voice.

"Mads, it's going to be okay. Here." He reached into his back pack and took out a bottle of water, opening it and handing it to me.

My hands shook as I held it up to my lips desperatly trying to moisturize my throat. "Alright? Daisy is right where she said she would meet you. I'll walk you over to her and then she's going to help you around but if you need me you can call me."

I closed my eyes and let my head fall back against the seat. "Okay."

After another few minutes of sitting in the car we got out, my legs feeling like jello as we walk toward the front of the school. Cam slung his arm around me pulling me tight against his side. "Proud of you." He whispered kissing the top of my head.

"Hey! You look good!" Daisy smiled running up to us and grabbing my hands. She doesn't know that I was in a fucking crazy house. If she sees me acting like how I was in the car she'd know something was up and wouldn't be my friend. I just need my heart to beat normally.

Then you'd really be alone.

If I could have one wish it'd be for my subconscious to fuck off.

"Alright I'll see you after school back at the car, yeah?" Cam gave me a pat on the shoulder and a comforting look before striding over to where his friends were sat.

"C'mon the gangs over here." Daisy grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd of hormones and pubescent teens to a back table. "Ya'll remember Mads?"

"That was just yesterday Daisy." Louis, if I remember correctly, sneered rolling his eyes.

"I really hate you." She hissed back, Louis throwing her a cocky grin. "Here sit." She pushed me into a seat at the end while she ran over to the otherside sitting on that blonde boys lap, Niall I think.

I took a huge breath of air, my lungs burning because,oh yeah, I kind of forgot I had to breathe.

"Nervous?" I looked over and saw I was seated next to Liam, the nice boy.

"A little bit." I mumbled smiling.

"Ah, don't be. No one in this school to be nervous about." He chuckled bumping shoulders with me. He was so nice, made me feel better.

"Why is she in my seat?" I heard a harsh tone from behind me.

"Except him." Liam whispered playfully but I was not playing and the tone of the person behind me was not playful either. "C'mon Harry, she's new, sit somewhere else?"

"It's my fucking seat mate, always has been, always will be." He spat, my skin crawling.

I'm going to vomit right here.

I quickly got up, everything in my body cold despite the high humidity around me. The tall boy slid into the seat without even a thank you. "You can be a real dick." Liam looked over at him with clear annoyance in his voice.