Waiting To Forget

Chapter 11 Don't Touch Me

I feel lonely again, but it's hard not to forget this feeling. He hasn't come back in several days now and I feel like part of it was my fault. Shoving him toward the window, forcing him out. But the last thing I needed, was for him to get shot.

I finally am able to get back up and function normally, but the scars and bruises are still here. The make-up that I bought long ago is still here, it just hasn't been used much. It's time for me to go back to school and hide what I always do.

I went downstairs to see that the house was once again a mess, but it's no different this time because there are still people here passed out on the ground. I checked the clock to see that it was six o'clock.

As I walked outside I forgot that it is in the middle of November. It's freezing out here but I don't have a jacket. I walked the usual way I get to school and I saw the coffee shop. I had completely forgot about my job. I walked in and saw that Jace was right at the counter.

"It's nice to see that you finally came in."

"I can explain-."

"Go right ahead, because there should be no excuse for not showing up in two weeks."

"Can we go somewhere private, and I'll tell you."

I followed him to his office but I'm not sure whether I should lie or tell the truth.

"Sit down, I'm sure whatever excuse you makeup will cover for your missed days."

"I was hurt."

He gave me a look as if he did not believe me.

"I'm telling you the truth."

"By who then."

"I don't know who it was but I was hurt badly. I passed out and someone came and got me and helped me with my wounds."

"How am I supposed to believe that?"

"Look," I put my right leg up and lifted my pants to show the scar "When this person hurt me they had a knife, and they stabbed me with it. As you can see I got cuts and bruises that are still not healed."

He looked at me with pity, "Is that why you have a scar on your face?" he looked at me closer.

I moved my hair so it would cover my shame. "No, but this person hurt me and I could not get up without feeling pain. I feel it even now as I- the point is, I would have told you sooner but I could not. I'll make up for all those days."

"You could have called me, I gave you my work phone number."

"I don't have one."

"A phone, well, if you saw who hurt you then you should go to the police, this is a serious matter."

This I could not tell "I don't know who it is but it doesn't matter anyway. Please, don't fire me, I need this job."

"Alright, I believe you -for now- but you will have to start tomorrow. Today's shift is full, but you can come in and clean the floors and bathrooms tomorrow."

As I walked out I saw Zeth's Dodge charger, again. I did not want to see him again nor talk to him so I decided to turn around and go through the back.

"Oof." I fell on the ground before I realized I bumped into someone.

"I am so sorry, here let me help you-"

I looked at the person to see why they stopped their words but I did not need a reason, because I knew who it was. I looked at his hand held out "I don't need help with anything with people like you." I sighed and picked myself up.