Trapped

Chapter 16

Violet POV

Ryan hadn't been joking about everyone knowing about the accident. As I made my way through the front doors of the building it was honestly something that would happen in the movies or books. Whenever anyone had caught my eye or saw me they would just continue to stare or bump their friend's arm so they would see me too.

"I warned ya" Ryan lightly joked while walking next to me. We met out in the parking lot this morning before school had started. At first I didn't know why he wanted to meet me there but right now, I'm starting to become grateful that I don't have to endure this alone.

"Yeah I guess you did" I mumbled under my breath, avoiding eyes. I knew Ryan had heard me though when he wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we walked to comfort me. I turned my head to look at him as if to say "What the hell do you think you are doing?" but he was already on the move to take it off and place it back to his side.

We finally made it to my homeroom where we had to separate, "Hey, you sure you're gonna be alright Violet?" He asks right as I'm about to step in the door. I look back at him and nod 

"Let them look, really, in a few days they'll get used to seeing me again and won't find me interesting I promise." I smile for extra assurance before I step inside. Just like it had been out in the halls, all eyes were glued to mine. I stood there in front of the classroom and for some reason couldn't find it in me to move to my seat under their watch.

"Uh, Hi guys." I stuttered awkwardly. Everyone just remained staring.

Well there you go Violet.

Finally the teacher in front noticed what was going on and addressed me.

"Mrs Shoemaker. We are all very happy you are back. I hope you are doing alright?" Mr. Patters asks me, and I finally make my way to my seat. 

"Yeah, better, thank you" I smiled to him and looked around the room to see that everyone has lost interest in me. I wonder if it would have been different if I wasn't all better. The sad thing is that people only seem to be interested in others if their is something wrong with them, or they're in an abnormal situation. Once everything goes back to normal its like people just simply don't care anymore.

The whole rest of the school day had been terrible. Never in any of my years of being alive have I disliked school so much. Has it always been this boring? In all honesty I miss the days where I could wake up and know that Im going to have fun with the one person that could make sitting around all day actually enjoyable.

I pull into my driveway and see that two of the cars are missing from their spots. I walk up the steps and see a note taped on the door,

"Went to the store to pick up a few things, Emmet may go to his friends later. Will be here for family dinner tonight."

I take note at the fact that she literally could have just said "We'll be back for dinner" but oh well. I guess after a week of being out of a coma things really do start to go back to normal.

Except for Conner. My subconscious reminds me and that pain that has been stinging all week in my chest deepens.

Without second thought, i grabbed my keys out of my pocket and made my way back to the car. I don't really know if this is a smart decision but I need this right now. I need him.

Even if he doesn't know me.

I make my way into the hospital and up to the front desk where a women who looks way too happy for liking sits. I reajust my winter coat around my body as the woman notices me.

"Hello there sweetheart! What can I do for you?" She asks with a bright smile and before I can think about if that smile is even real or not I respond,