Speechless (Jarry Fanfic) [slow updates]

Chapter 6 - "Who are you? My mother?"

~ Jade

I breathed in the cafeteria air. Never once opening my eyes. I let the music soothe my growing headache. Coldplay has saved my life. Chris Martin is amazing. I loved them before the accident, and still do now.

I heard the sound of a chair being pulled across the floor, and a food tray being dumped on the table. I breathed in an annoyed sigh.

Can't people leave me alone?

I looked up to New Guy's face smiling down at me.

"Hey," he said.

I looked back down at my lunch. He was probably paid to talk to me. All for a bet. I wasn't going to talk to him. But I was going to enjoy used seeing him try.

Hit me with your best shot.

"Good stuff, eh?" Harry laughed pointing at my food.

His laugh did something to me. It made me fuzzy inside.

He was just another puzzle piece of sky clicking into place. Every popular kid belonged there. In the sky. All the same.

I looked up at him. I hoped that if I stared at him for long enough he would go away.

Then he went bold.

"Why don't you talk to anyone?"

My whole body went stiff. I looked back down at my food.

"Look, I can sit here everyday trying to make you talk. To be honest, it's probably better here, than having to talk to slut girl over there," I tried to hold in my laugh. I cracked a smile, but that's all I was gonna give him. Maybe I was wrong. He seems to be part of the tree. Something with more texture, something interesting. I don't know where I belonged in the puzzle. The jigsaw of our school.

He started to eat his lunch. Eating as any stereotypical boy would. Trying to look polite, but still managing to get tomato sauce around his mouth. He wiped it off with a napkin, before looking at me.

"You really should eat something, you won't be able to make it through the day."

Who are you? My mother?

I picked up my apple, in a way that said your-pissing-me-off-leave-me-alone and took a large bite out of it.

He didn't seem to get the gist.

"That's the spirit!" he cheered. I smiled at him.

Everyone in the cafeteria turned to look. Sneering and giggling. The smile was ripped off my face by that point.

Harry looked at me concerned. His face had real feeling. Not like the people who pretended to care when I got back to school. His face made me want to hug him. He's the only person who has treated me decently. My own father doesn't want to live with me anymore.

"Don't let them bother you. There just sheep, they all follow everyone else. Waiting for something interesting to come along. And I reckon they should stare at you. Because you are probably the most interesting person here. Your scars prove that your a fighter, a survivor. Don't forget that." Tears threatened my eyes. I covered it up with shock.

The bell rung. Everyone slowly filtered out of the cafeteria. Harry looked at me smiling.

"Same time tomorrow?"

I paused. Today was better than most days.

Might as well.

I nodded. His smile could have lit up an entire room.

"Stay beautiful," he said winking at me.

I opened my mouth to tell him to fuck off, but then remembered. I can't say a word.

He wondered out of the cafeteria. I sat there with my lunch for a bit, before I packed my things and headed off to my next class.

I was late. As usual. Mr Watson paid no attention to me. But everyone else did.

Rubbers, scrunched up bits of paper and anything the could throw and me, bounced off my body.

"Shrek's arrived," said the blonde bimbo.

"That's gross. I'm gonna go home and throw up," said one of her bimbo friends.

I rested my head on the desk.

One more year. Then it's over.

I went straight home after school. I wanted to get away from that hell hole as soon as possible. Not like my home was much better. No one was home when I got there. I saw a letter on the counter top. I tore it open.

"Dear Mrs Thirlwall,

Concerning Jade's recovery, I believe we will have to arrange more sessions. She continuously is refusing to talk. I believe that if she attends the clinic more, she will see that she isn't alone. Please contact me to see when we can have our next session. They will most likely go for an hour or more. Thank you for your time.

Dr Emily Richards"

I can't talk you stupid cow. It would break the rules.

I re-read the letter. I wanted to tear it in half. I couldn't go for more than 30 minutes to that place.

I ran into my room and flopped on my bed. I remember Mum coming in to tell me that dinner was ready. I ignored.

I grabbed out my computer, and out of old habit logged onto Facebook.

I was about to log out, before I saw I friend request. I clicked on the icon.

1 friend request from Harry Styles.

I almost laughed. I confirmed the request and logged out.

I tucked myself into bed, school clothes and all and went to sleep.

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