Typical teenager, a junior in Kimber High in North Carolina. Admired by the whole town she has a residence in, and known for her captivating beauty and manners. Laila Stars, the one admired by all but not by the most important person. Herself.
Lail...
"Would you go over that part again, with emotions, just like when you sing, Laila."
"I-it's hard, Dr. Kessler."
"Just like when you sing." She repeated.
I look down to my lap and bite my lower lip. My therapist, Dr. Kessler, had a session with me after school, and it had to be the day I was utterly confused about today's incident. Being pinned over by a boy was already terrifying enough. I raise my hand up to my necklace and start tracing my name engraved on it, Zayn, "So after um- you know, my whole body started to tremble, my brain was malfunctioning and all I did was internally scream. I kicked him off of me after looking into his intense eyes, and ran to the bathroom. I was shaking, crying and I became dramatic in every way. It was just an accident. An accident. Un incidente. I kept repeating these words around my head until it started to spin.
With my spinning head, memories started pouring in, and my shaking increased that I barely knew how to stand anymore, it was terrifying. After a while of looking at myself in the mirror, Hailee barged into the room and started shaking me awake, she was crying and makeup was smeared all over her red cheeks. She knew the danger of this situation to me and she got affected by it. But not matter how much Hailee started to speak me back into life, memories were bubbling my vision. I couldn't focus, and I was on the verge of breaking completely."
"Why do think he's coming back?" Dr. Kessler reads my mind and asks me as she's writing notes in her yellow note pad.
"I have no idea, in all honestly. I just hope these thoughts will go away." I shake my head and tap my fingers on the glass table of her office. The silent alarm on the side of her desk starts ringing in a soothing ringtone, alarming us the ending of this session.
"You are really strong, Laila, keep that mind," She says as we both are getting off are seats and shaking hands, and I walk out of the door, ready to go home and cuddle up with my warm blankets while eating ice cream, hoping it would silence my thoughts.
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I enter the house and open my mouth to say my daily greeting, but notice we have some visitors. We always have visitors over because of mother's thirst for marriage after dad, which I'm used to by now. I put my sweater up the tree hanger and walk towards the dinner table right in the middle of the house and intertwine my hands together and place them as low as they'll extend, looking as dainty as ever.
"Ah! You're finally here, Laila!" mother gets up from the table along with my siblings, "Come on and meet our new neighbors!" Everyone gets up from their seat with a warm smile on their faces. I return the favor, and twirl the necklace around my fingers, it's always been a habit of mine to do that when I'm nervous around people. My smile immediately fades when I see a familiar face on the table and my heart drops to my stomach.
It was him.
The guy who made me break like glass this morning. Oh god it was him. In the flesh. From all the people mother had to invite, it had to be him. The water has escaped the well because of him.
Mother finally speaks up and clears up her throat, "Honey, this is our new neighbor, Zayn Firewoods."
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