Scared ~ Adopted by the Way's

5: I'm Not Okay (I Promise)

Kira~
I didn't want to go to school but Lindsey saw through my lies of being sick. Lizzy still believed Emma which made me upset and Dean didn't even want to talk about it. I looked at the floor and pulled on my hoodie strings more to cover my face.

         I passed by Lizzy's locker and Dean's and went straight to mine. After collecting my books, I went straight to class and sat down in the far back, pulling out my phone to listen to music.

        My wrists still hurt from last night's episode and the yelling match with Gerard was still fresh in my memory. As the bell rang, kids filed in and sent me glares like Lizzy did. Emma was the only kid who didn't glare at me. She just gave me a smirk and walked to her seat. During the entire class, people were passing me notes that I was a slut and that I should kill myself.

        I had to restrain from taking off my bandage and scratch at my cuts but Gerard's words rang clear through my head. School was literal hell until lunch. I got my food and sat down and poked at my food. I was so upset and I wanted this day to be over already.

        Emma sat down across from me and smirked.
        "What did I do to you? I was already dealing with hell from the school but Satan here just decided to make it worse?" I slammed my fork down.
        "I've been through hell and back since I was six. SIX! I had to live with a father who dealt meth and was an alcoholic and then be ripped away from what I thought was love and stuck into foster care,"

        I stood up and glared at Emma.
        "You have no clue how fucking scary it is to be in foster care, jumping from home to home and you have no clue who to trust because you wouldn't know how long you'd be in that home or if people were just lying about who they were," my hands were balled up into fists and I was shaking.

        "And then being in the orphanage was no better. You have little kids who are crying because they want to be with their mother and father and then you got the older kids picking on you just because you're different. I've been through hell and back and you decide to pick on me and make it all worse. Well guess what, you win, Emma! You win! And what is this, some game where the love of the school is the prize? I don't even care, I was already hated by most the kids anyway but now, you even turned my own friends against me. It's not like it hurts anymore since I spent sixteen years already without friends."

        I stared at her for ten seconds before walking out of the cafeteria. As soon as the doors closed, I felt my legs grow weak and I fell to the floor. My entire body was shaking and I felt really cold. I heard the door open and I saw two people walk up to me.

        "Kira, are you okay?" I shook my head.
        "I don't feel good." I mumbled and wrapped my arms around my legs.
        "She's burning up. Here, I'm gonna carry you to the nurse's office." Dean picked me up bridal style and Lizzy messed with my hair to comfort me.

        "Why are you messing with my hair, you know I don't let anyone do that." Lizzy gave me a soft smile.
        "Your hair is tangled and usually it comforts people who aren't feeling good." We got to the nurse's office and Dean set me down in a chair and sat in the other one. I leaned against his shoulder and Lizzy draped her jacket over me as I shivered.

        The nurse took my temperature and shook her head.
        "A hundred and three fever. We better get you home." I started coughing and Dean picked me up.
        "Lizzy, will you go to the office and tell them that I'm taking Kira home and will try to be back as soon as possible?" Lizzy nodded and went in one direction while we went in the other.

        "I don't want to be sick before Thanksgiving." I felt sad, I love my food and I may not be able to eat it.
        "Well it sucks but maybe they'll save you food." I leaned against his shoulder and groaned.
        "If you throw up on me, I'm making you clean it up."

        I glared at Dean and he smiled. We reached his truck and he buckled me in before getting in on the other side and taking me home. I was not happy that I was sick.