Bite Me

Chapter Three

It had been a month since Molly died, and it was filed under death by animal. Jordan was constantly asking me if I was okay, and my parents were being a little less awkward than usual. I was going back to school tomorrow for the first time since that Saturday morning.

From: Jordan

hey u doin ok?

Usually I would smile at how much he cared. He was always there. Jordan lived next door and could easily climb into my window. Our houses were close together. These past few nights, I'd been having nightmares about Nathan.They usually ended in me screaming in my sleep. Jordan would come in here and comfort me.

To: Jordan

just peachy.

I responded. I could imagine him smirking at his phone.

From: Jordan

im here if u need me.

I stared at my phone, emotionless. I was numb. All I could feel was pain and lonliness.

To: Jordan

i know

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"Rye, shh! Riley! It's okay, it's okay. I'm right here!" Jordan was whiserping holding his arms around me. I snapped my eyes open, crying. Jordan was shirtless, showing off his toned chest. He was only wearing a pair of green and blue plaid pajama pants. I let the tears fall down my cheeks, not stopping them this time. Jordan laid next to me, pulling me close to him. I set my head on his chest and continued to cry. He wrapped his muscular arms around me and held me there until I stopped crying.

"Rye," he said. I knew where this was going. I hdn't told him about the nightmares.

"Don't, Jordan." I said quietly. He nodded and kissed my forehead. I looked at the clock and my eyes went wider.

"Jordan! It's 6:30!" I said louder than I wanted. He let me go and got up, as shocked as I was. We had been laying there for three hours. I got up and quickly put on skinny jeans, a grey long tee-shirt, and my mint green Vans. By the time I was done putting on eyeliner and mascara and throwing my hair up into a messy bun, Jordan was ready to drive me to school.  Luckily, we got there in time. As classes passed, I couldn't help but feel anxious. I had a guilty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I knew that when i walked out of the English classroom, I wouldn't hear Molly yelling my name. I wouldn't see her flipping off the football players.

"Ms. Loup?" said Mr. Galos. I looked up, and noticed I was sitting alone in the classroom.

"The bell has rung." He said. I smiled slightly and got up, leaving quickly. I went to the girls bathroom, not willing to cry in public. I slowly opened the door.

"But why didn't she get attacked too?" said a girls voice.

"She porbably killed her herself!" said another.

"I can't belive she came to school. She dares show her face." said a third. I stepped out from behind a wall that I was hiding behind. They all turned and looked at me, shoocked. It was the blondes. They never stopped talking about people. I don't know how they manage to eat, they talk so much. None of it's good.

"Oh. It's you." Said Saddie, the head blonde. I stared at her, my eyes squinted.

"You don't even talk." she said after an awkward minute.

"Care to speak alone, Saddie?" I said in a fake sweet voice. She sighed and applied yet another layer of lipgloss to her lips.

"Fine. Girls, I'll be right out. This won't take long." she smirked at me as her clones left the room.