I look down as I walk down the hall; the whispers and stares making me uncomfortable. Not long after the ordeal, everybody at school found out. Some believed the story I had told the police, some believed that I was involved in a gang war, and others believed it was staged so that I could get attention. Either way I didn't care. I just wanted to get through the day without any problems.
"Can y'all move damn?", Kaliyah asks as she and Yanna walk with me.
"I won't hesitate to push one of y'all. Keep playing", Yanna adds.
"Thanks, but y'all didn't have to walk with me."
"No, it's the least we can do. We were fake for not asking you if there was a problem and leaving you out of things."
"Right. That, and I'm sorry that I was kinda a fake cousin. I took the job because I wanted it badly. That was the lifestyle I wanted to live and I didn't even talk to you about it and how it made you feel. I never had any time to hang witchu and I'm really sorry."
"It's ok. I was kind of a bitch, but I was hurt and I felt like y'all did me bogus and sided with Jet and forgot about me."
"Girl we could never forget you. You the one that keeps us in check....but are we cool?"
"Yes we cool. I don't have anything against anyone."
"Good and just know we goin kill the person who set that shit up witchu."
"Please don't even tell me nothing like that."
"Why? We goin make the muhfucka pay just like we said", K says looking at me.
"Because I don't want to hear anything about y'all getting somebody back. Jet said the same thing and now we're not talking."
"Why y'all not talking?"
"He said it's his fault what happened to me and that I have to stay away from him."
"Damn.... I'll talk to him about it."
"No need... he said what he said and you know how he is. Once he says something he means it", I say as the first bell rings.
"Anyway I'll see y'all later."
"Ight."
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[We're gonna fast forward this ok... Period.]
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6th hour
"You sure you good?", Seyven asks, tapping his pencil on his desk
"Yes I'm good."
"Youn have to lie to me Olivia. If you're not ok, you can tell me."
"I'm fine Seyven. Can we get through this project?"
"The project practically done, so we goin talk about this."
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"Olivia...... Olivia look at me." I turn and look at him slowly; not wanting him to see what kind of effect he has on me at times.
"Have you experienced PTSD because of the incident?
"......No."
"You have any leads on who did this to you?"
"No I don't. For the last time, I don't know the muhfuckas that did this to me. I'm fine and I don't want anybody asking or checking up on me. I don't even know why you keep asking me questions like you're a detective or something.
