Everything I Hide From You

Chapter Eight: You Have A Gun??

Everything weas in slow motion. I was panicking about walking through the front of the school. Everything that happened in the past years of me attending this school all come crashing down on me. All the teasing and the bodily harm. One of the worst things about this was I still had to come back for my senior year.

"Stop staring and walk in," Jamie says from beside me. I swallow deeply and take a step forward and then I take two steps back. "Wow, progress. Way to go Rose. Two points to you," Jamie crosses her arms over her chest and taps her foot agitated.

"I think I'm just going to go home. Maybe I can convince that institute for the insane to push up my commitment date," I say turning around swiftly on my heel. A thump lands on my back and I wince and cringe. I turn around and glare at Jamie. "Did you just punch me in the back?"

"Who says I did?" Jamie smirks at me.

"You're so obnoxious," I reach behind me to rub the already bruising spot on my back.

"Need some help?" I nearly jump out of my skin and end up closer to the front doors of the school. I turn around to see-none other than- Liam. Wonderful. Really freaking wonderful.

I put my hand to my chest. "Liam, you scared the waffles outta me!"

"Waffles?" Liam smirks at me grabbing me by my elbow and pulling me closer towards the doors. Jamie decides to disappear at that very moment.

I stumble after Liam. "Yes waffles. I had them for breakfast." He snorts at my explanation as we enter the school. I dig my heels into the ground, pulling us both to a stop.

"What's up?" Liam gives me a concerning look.

"I'm- I'm scared," I admit.

"Of what?" 

"Of-" I try to explain but someone's "whispers" interrupt me.

"Why is that hot guy hanging out with Rose the Bipolar?" 

"Who's the hot guy with the freak?"

"Does he want to be loser?"

"Why did she even come back?"

"I thought she was locked away!"

I cringe back into Liam's chest as the whispers continue to bombard me from all sides. It's a full frontal attack; no holding back.

I can't believe I'm going to chicken out on the first day. 

"Rose are you okay?" Liam looks me in the eyes, a piece of his black hair flops into his eyes.

"I've got to go," I shove away from his warm, protective body and rush down the hall into the bathroom.

"What are you doing in here?" I look up to see two guys, decked out in their Baseball varsity jackets. I walked into the boys restroom. My face goes red.

"Get out, get out, GET OUT!" I start to scream at them and they give me a great-another-year-with-the-spazzing-bipolar-freak look. "I said get out!" I shove one of them and they stumble out the door.

"Hey!" His friend yells and I glare at him, tears streaking down my cheeks.

"Dude just get out her way she's having a freak breakdown," The boy I shoved gives me an amusing look and yells loud enough for everyone to hear. "The Bipolar girl freaks out Episode One, for this year!"

Before I know it people are crowding into the bathroom and I slump back into one of the stalls.

"Someone record this," A girl giggles. Phones start being taken out and I sit on the toilet stool; pulling my knees up to my chin and hiding my tear-streaked face. A couple camera flashes go off and I sob. 

The first day of school and I've already gotten myself cornered.

I cry harder and harder. It feels like days go by until two figures start crashing through the crowd of onlookers.

"If you don't get the f*ck out of my way I will personally shoot you in the head," I recognize the voice as Jamie's which makes me cry even more. I hate that I end up pulling her into my drama filled life. 

"Rose, sweetie. Come on let's get out of here," I open my blood-shot eyes to look directly into Liam's grey and purple eyes.

I can still feel the cameras on me as I watch his caring, soft eyes.

I sniffle. "Do you still want to be my friend?" It wasn't the right time to ask. But, it was the most important thing on my mind at the very moment.

"I start shooting in 5..4..3.." Jamie reaches into her coat pocket. Everyone disperses and I stare at Jamie's smug face with surprise.

"You have a gun?" I ask.

"No, I'm only 14. Maybe when I'm older," Jamie zones out then zones back in. "I can't believe they fell for that. Anyway, what happened?"

I get angry. I get so mad. "WHAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? NOTHING HAS TO HAPPEN, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS EXIST AND SOMETHING LIKE THIS WILL HAPPEN. WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER ANYMORE?"

Jamie doesn't even flinch. "Rose you can't run me off so knock it off." She crosses her arms.

"What about you?" I turn towards Liam again. "Can i scare you off? BOO!" I laugh to myself. "Ok, ok. I think I'm done."

"Really done?" Jamie raises an eyebrow.

"Is it ever really done?" I question her and wipe at my tears.

"Um..Rose...what's happening?" Liam aks blushing.

"Can't you tell by the mood swings?" I ask sullenly.

"She's bipolar," Jamie states bluntly and I hang my head in shame.

"So? Who cares. People are just idiots." Liam says outraged.

"Thank you," I give one small half smile.

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