My story

Chapter; 8

Reece shut the door as we stepped on the path and started walking slowly to school. I clapped my hands agenised my legs and sighed out my mouth. ‘What time is it?’ I asked him while holding the straps of my bag that went around my shoulder. ‘Um, about 8.00... I think’ he said before looking at his phone. ‘Hey, you wouldn’t mind me going to dads and getting some of my extra clothes? Dad isn’t home, he’d be at work and I need some more clothes, some of the ones I grabbed weren’t mine’ I said trying to explain myself.

Dad wouldn’t have even realised I wasn’t there, he leaves at 5:00 in the morning to go to work. That is, when he wakes up after passing out.’ Sure, will we be late to school?’ Reece asked walking a little faster, I knew he wouldn't care if we were late or not though. ‘Not if we run! Beat you there!’ I said running while laughing. ‘Hey, that’s not fair!’ Said Reece, chasing me trying to catch up. I started to stubble as I was running. I've never been a good runner. Reece sped passed me as I slowed down.

'Come on lazy!' Reece shouted at me while slowing down. 'Can't. Move' I said while trying to laugh, but realising I couldn’t while I was struggling for breaths.

As soon as we got to dads I jumped through my window and into my room. Reece helped himself in. ‘Need a hand?’ I said holding it out in a gesture ‘I’m not a old woman, Amber... God!’ he said laughing. I knew me saying that come back last night would get me back in the arse.

 I went through a pile of clothes, throwing things in the other corner that either, weren't clothes or weren't mine. As it was dark, I picked up a cloth and I heard a thud, but I ignored it and continued to go threw my pile of stuff.

‘..Amber’ Reece said. I looked up and my body went cold. I started to think in my head 'Did I put the knife back in the draw? Oh crap. I don't think I did. oh shit, shit, shit' I turned around to see him looking down at  the knife he was holding  ‘Reece, where’d you find that..’ I said looking at him holding some clothes. I was trying to play dumb. 

‘It fell out of the rag you picked up’ He said, looking shocked. I looked at him; I didn’t know what to say. ‘What do you use it for?’ He asked. I looked at him silently for a while ‘Amber, what do you use it for?’ he repeated, this time it wasn’t so friendly. I grabbed the knife. ‘I don’t want to talk about it Reece’ I said wrapping it in cloth frantically. I turned back around and put it in the draw.

 ‘Did you... cut yourself?’ Reece said ignoring the fact I said I didn’t want to talk about it. I kept going through the pile of clothes. ‘Amber, answer me’ Reece said. I stoped turned around and looked at him ‘What do you expect me to say Reece? Yes, I cut myself. How else do you expect me to release my anger? I can’t take it out on anybody because I’ll get myself belted. I can’t do anything without getting abused. I don’t feel loved. If I don’t get loved how am I expected to love myself? Huh?’

 I unleased a bit of anger on Reece, I felt like shit for doing it but he just wouldn’t let it go.

 He just stood there and looked at me. ‘Go on, run away’ I yelled with a tear in my eyes ‘what are you waiting for!’ I yelled at him. Reece just stood there. ‘I’m not going anywhere’ He whispered.

I just looked at him. ‘What? So you don’t care that I cut myself?’ I said, shocked. Most people would call me stupid, attention seeking.

 ‘We can’t change your past Amber, just don’t continue doing it, please.’ Reece said while walking over to me and put his arms around me giving me a hug. I stood there; I didn’t know to give him a hug back or what. ‘I’m sorry I lied Reece’ I meant it when I said it. ‘It’s okay, not everyone’s perfect’ Reece said. ‘Okay, OFF TO SCHOOL!’ I jumped changing the subject. It was getting abit awkward for me.

(Reece’s point of view.)

‘Go on! Run away, what are you waiting for?!’ Amber yelled at me. I just stood there. I didn’t know what to say. She’s been lying to me. How’d you expect me to feel at the time? I can understand why she didn’t tell me, but come one, that’s a big secret to hide.

But no matter what, I’m here for her. ‘I’m not going anywhere’ I whispered out of a crack of my dry lips. I stopped breathing for a few seconds while she stood there. She was expecting me to go? Leave her? No way! She finally got a word out f her lips ‘So you don’t care that I cut myself?’ she said, with shocked expression on her face.

‘We can’t change your passed Amber, just don’t continue doing it, please’ I said while walking over to her and wrapping my arms around her shoulders giving her a hug. I don’t think she quite knew what to do. She stood there not even blinking. Was she that shocked I didn’t walk out on her?

‘I’m sorry I lied Reece’ she whispered out, her warm breath breathing on my shoulder. It sent a shiver down my back. \ ‘its okay, not everyone’s perfect’ I said. It was a bit of silence before she suddenly changed the subject ‘Okay, OFF TO SCHOOL!’  I felt so bad for not being there for her tough, I know I couldn’t help it.

I sat at the desk with my head it my palms. My eyes were getting heavy from being so tired. ‘Hey Reece!’ I heard Olivia call. ‘Hey Olivia, how’s your day?’ I said yawning. ‘Oh you know the usual. These boys are not leaving me alone! Like hello, you don’t disserve me.’ She laughed abit, but I’m sure she was being serious.  I shrugged it off ‘Oh yeah.’ I said sighing on the inside.

Could she get anymore up herself?  ‘So, Reece, still on for the date?’ she asked me biting her lip in a seductive way. I didn’t really turn me on, but it was hot. ‘Sure, when is it?’ I said looking at her lips still, she started to smile and forget about biting her lip. The gloss shined of her peach coloured lips. I looked back at her eyes.

Her lips were the only thing about her I found attractive, and maybe her deep brown eyes. ‘This Saturday, so tomorrow night’ she said hugging her arms to her chest, making her breast look that tinny bit bigger.

 ‘Okay, text me when and were. You got the number.’ I said smiling. Ok, she may be A BIT attractive. But with the foundation that she wears? No thanks.

I still couldn’t get the fact that Amber had cut herself. Where though? I didn’t see any cuts on her wrist. It must be somewhere un-noticeable. Why? Why did she cut herself? How deep? So many questions. So little answers.

Lunch time came around; Amber said I could find someone else to hang around with, because she wants me to have friends, other than her. I wasn’t that social, I was quite shy to be honest. But so many people are nice and happy. It couldn’t be that hard to find some friends?