Lost In The Darkness Of Anothers Soul

The Break up, Yeah Whatever! (Chapter 2)

                                               Lost In the Darkness Of Anothers Soul

                                                            By Alice Woodham

                                                                Chapter 2

                                                   The Break up, yeah Whatever!

I opened the door to the class, looking down as everyone looked at me. Afew brave enough greeted me, before being shushed by the teacher.

"Miss Porter, thank you for being kind enough to grace us with your presence this lovely morning" the sarcasm thick in her voice, her grey eyes beating down into my own with her murderous gaze. I decided to help myself for once and not fight with her. I simply nodded my head and went to take my seat. Her voice faded into the distance as my mind wondered, I thought about how far me and steven would have gone if I hadn't of stopped him, I shuddered in thought and memory of his hands touching me. The feelings I had for him yesterday had vanished he was no longer the fun, flirty Steven he was a cruel monster, and I didn't want him anywhere near me.... I didn't feel safe around him anymore. I had made my mind up, Steven and i were no longer together.

I latched my arm around Tyler's like my life depended on it, the swarms of people in the hall where making me dizzy, it seemed what ever way I turned somebody was watching me, staring at me hungrily, my head felt ready to explode, I felt somebody wrap one arm around my waist and support all my weight, slowly making our way out of the seemingly small and extra crowded hallways. Still in a daze I felt my body be lifted and gently placed on a step. Tyler squatted down infront of me, put his large hands on my shoulders trying to catch my attention, I was barely aware of his attempts to bring me back to earth. My eyes locked onto his, I realize he had shaken me as I had felt a rocking go through my body. His brown eyes swirled with emotion, confusion, sadness and worry. Guilt danced in my gut as I figured that I had caused his usually alive mood to die and fall into one of sadness.

"Mel, what just happened" his frantic cries echoed and bounced inside my throbbing head.

"I don't know" I whispered rubbing my face with my hands. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, Tyler stood up and kissed the top of my head,

"I have to go Mel, is that ok?, I can stay if u want me to" it took a second for me register what he was saying, the words had entered my brain, but I sat unable to process what was going on.

"No Tyler, you go!" I said gathering enough energy to plaster a reassuring smile on my face. I watched in silence as he gathered his stuff and swiftly walked away from me. Leaving me to drown in my thoughts. I felt a courage wash through my body as I stood, I sucked in a deep breath of the usually sweet air, but to me it seemed sour. I marched towards the gym, refusing to let my sudden slight adrenaline high, leave my body. I knew Steven would be at the gym now, 'hanging out' more like obsessing over gaining more muscle in his already bulging arms. I pushed the gym door open to be greeted with the stench of sweat and the wall shaking pump of loud encouraging music. I felt the stare of eyes wash through my body as I stepped inside. My white skinny jeans and loose cream floral top dancing in the slight breeze. My beige ankle boots tapped soundlessly on the concrete floor as I walked towards the corner steven was in, grinning at me he stood and gave me a hug.

"I knew you'd be back, princess" he said smugly, I shuddered in the underlying meaning to his words. Despite the fear that was eating away at my stomach, I lifted my head and squared my shoulders. Looking at him straight in the eye,

"We need to talk Steven" my voice sharp as knives. He looked confused and one of his friends behind him, let out a low whistle. Steven punched him in the arm, barking out a Icy 'shut up' Giving Steven a look, I turned on my heel and marched towards the door, feeling everyone's stares as I did.

"What the fuck was that? Your meant to make me look good, not bad!" his words took me back, I knew he was mean but I didn't think he was shallow as well. I once again, took a deep breath,

"Steven I think we should break up" my voice softer than I wanted it to be. His glare turned black, violence ragged in his eyes, for once I was truly scared for my life. In a move I hadn't expected, his hand collided with my cheek, making a horrid slap sound that echoed through the room. He leaned down so his mouth was by my ear,

"You don't break up with me, you slut" he snarled, placing his hands on my shoulders and heaving my body fell back and smacked against the brick wall behind me. I moaned as I felt my back bend at the wrong angle and my head collide with the hard surface, making my head throb and my eyes heavy. I sat in a crumpled heap as he stormed out of the room, slamming the gym door so hard the glass shook.

This torture was not over, And it was far from ending.