Ghost

Chapter 4

"Can we talk?" I hear Brayden say from behind me.
I kept walking as if I hadn't heard him, I'm not good with.. "talking"
"Cecelia" he says
"Oh hey, how was science?" I attempt to change the subject but he neglects that I even brought it up.
"So I was going through your textbook..." He says. " What's this?"
Brayden pulls out a limply folded piece of paper from his back pocket. He then unfolds it and shows it to me. Oops

"Oh, I don't know." I say.
"You don't know. It's in your textbook, and you don't know" he says
"Maybe it was Kassies. I let her borrow my textbook the other day"
"It's your hand writing Cecelia" he states.
I take the paper from his hand and read it, I already knew of it, but just to make it more.. Convincing.. I re-read it

*he knows you're lying to him, don't make him look like a fool.*
-Probably one of the most imbarrising moments ever, Brayden just read something he wasn't supposed to, and now these damn things.-

*Damn things, you say?*
-you're playing a game I suppose-
*yes. As always. But let's straighten things up sweet heart. You, are a thing.. You're worthless a very hideous. We, were a blessing*

"Cecelia?" Brayden says
I was crying. Right there. incapable of stopping it, I walk the opposite direction of where Brayden was. To avoid being questioned.

"Cecelia, what's wrong!?"

The bell rang and I went into my last class of the day.
"What seems to be the problem?" Asks my teacher. Announcing to the class that obliviously, That I wasn't ok.
That question at that moment felt heavy. So I left the classroom.