My Orphan

Chapter 7: Memories Resurfacing

Layla's P.O.V.:

It's been a week and a half since our date night, since we kissed, and Ashley and I are really close now. We're not official yet because I don't think any of us has the guts to actually ask. But we still act like we are together,with the whole holding hands and kissing and stuff.

But today was Wednesday and Ashley didn't show up to school today and I was worried about her. I wish I could check on her but I don't have a phone. I can't afford one. And this is what I told Ash when she asked me about it.

So now I'm all alone. Sitting, like usual, under the tree that I claimed as mine.

I had my eyes closed, enjoying the music from my ipod, it was a gift from Cassie that she insisted on giving me in place of a phone, when suddenly they were yanked from my ears causing me to jurk forward ready to hit the person in front of me. But they beat me to it and slapped me with so much force, I landed on my side, my hand bent in an awkward position. I ignored the pain and glared so hard at that person which was none other than the queen bitch herself. Karla. Ugh, I hate her face.

"Fuck off. Leave me alone." I said in a somewhat calm tone.

"Oh, so the little dyke is standing up to me now. Looks like I'm going to have more fun now." She said, pushing me forcefully against the tree.

"What do you want from me? What did I ever do to you?"

"You did nothing actually. It's your parents' fault." She looked at me with disgust.

"What do my parents have to do with this?" I was so confused. My parents died when I was 7 years old. Why would she bring them into this now.

"Your parents were the ones who got my dad fired from the only job he could find for years. We had to face so many financial problems because of what they did."

I looked at her in disbelief. So she made my life at school a living hell to get revenge on my parents. What the hell was wrong with her.

"Are you serious right now. You beat me every single day for something I had nothing to do with. What is wrong with you."

"I just hate your parents. Our parents were best friends once, until they got into a fight because of us, and your parents ruined our lives."

"What are you talking about? What did we do to make them fight?"

"Don't play dumb, you know the story all too well."

She was right, I knew the story but I didn't know that this was the reason behind the fight.

I was 5 years old when it happened and I don't remember the full story, just that Karla and I were best friends since we were in diapers. Our parents were really close, so we spent a lot of time together. One day I wanted to see what it felt like to kiss someone on the lips, I was a weird kid, I know, But the problem was I had no friends who were boys because they all hated me for an unknown reason. So when Karla and her parents came over, I ran to her and kissed her on the lips, it was my first kiss and I was only 5. Our parents pulled me from her, and her parents started calling me demon child and stuff like that. My parents tried to defend me saying that I was just a kid.

"Oh, so you do remember." She said, when she saw the realization on my face.

"I'm sorry. I was just a kid. I didn't know what I was doing. Plus my parents are dead now, and you know it. In fact, you're the only one in this school who knows. So why don't you leave me alone." There were tears that wanted to escape my eyes but I wouldn't let them, not in front of her.

A look of petty crossed her face. But as soon as it came it was gone and replaced by her smirk and glare. For a second there I thought she actually had a soul.

"I think they got what they deserved, same for your sister, she did die because of you." After she said that I broke. Tears started spilling out of my eyes and I pushed her off of me and ran.

I don't know how long or where I was running, but I just ran. I realized I was at my safe spot so I stopped and sat beneath a tree watching the river.

This has been my safe spot since I became an orphan. My sister and I would come hear almost every day and I continued coming back here after her death.

I thought back to that night. I watched it all happen and I was stupid enough to not do anything. I was just frozen watching the scene unravel in front of me.

I regrett every single second of that day. It was all my fault. I wish I had saved her.

"I'm such an idiot." I yelled as I threw a rock at the river.

I went back home late at night and didn't talk to anyone. Of course Cassie was worried, but I ignored everyone and went to bed. And as soon as I closed my eyes the nightmares began.