I walked back to Mr Gerald's office feeling tired and wasted. I knocked on the aluminum door twice. A voice on the inside ordered me to open which I did.
"Badmus, you're here! I'm sure you know better than running home". He chuckled. "So let's get to work" He stood up from his seat and rearranged his office desk.
He held the door open for me so I could go out. So "Badmus, you're cleaning classes today, do it well so you don't have to do it again tomorrow".
I walked as fast as I could so I don't have to listen to the same story of how he was dared to drink a mixture of lemonade and chocolate milk in highschool. He was working behind me, beating his metal ruler on his palm.
Mr Gerald was unusually quiet. Made me feel uncomfortable. "So Badmus, you know the benefits of good hygiene"? Why the hell is he asking me this?
"Yes... I do" I rolled my eyes hoping he didn't see me.
"Oh, that's a good thing and you know why it's good for a female to clean herself up when she's on her period"?
His questions was starting to make me sick "Yessss... Sire"
"Okay, that's a good one, but why would you come to my office looking like this"?
"Sorry sir, I don't get your point"
"Maybe you need to visit the restroom and check yourself properly" That was the last thing he said before turning around and heading back to his office.
I froze, when I saw bloodstains. No, my period shouldn't have to come on a day like this.
I ran to the restroom again for the fourth time that day. I thought it couldn't get any worse, but it did. I wasn't ready for this. I got some tissues and washed up. One thing I don't understand is why fully grown adults would take up Period as a taboo like a woman should be ashamed for getting stained. A total physiological process just like wet dreams. Pathetic!
I needed to return back to Mr Gerald. I started walking in the quiet hallway on the middle floor of MountainsHigh. Mr Gerald's office was on the ground floor. My foot made sounds as I hit each step leading me downstairs. Suddenly, I felt hands push me so hard that I lost my balance and rolled down the stairs, I tried to stop, I tried to grab something but I couldn't. I hit the floor so hard and banged my head on a edge. I felt pain, I tried to breath but I couldn't, I was choking. I tried to sit up, but the pain had me tied down. I laid on the ground feeling my forehead throb with pain as blood gushed out of it. Uncontrollable tears falling off my face. Why me? Why can't I have a normal life?
Soon, I heard footsteps around me, voices started to fade out. Was I dying? then black out. I saw nothing and I felt nothing.
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Paul's POV
After waiting 25 minutes in the quiet hall of MountainsHigh without signs of Juliet. I decided to leave. I should have known she wouldn't come after such humiliation from the school, I don't think anyone would want to hang around.
I'm so mad at myself. I should have man up and protected her. Blood was pumping in my ears and everything made me sick, everything. I just don't know what to do anymore.
When I find her, I'll make things right, but who could have done that? Merit is my ex and I believe she's capable of hurting Juliet, but I don't think she'd put me at risk.
I understand that she's mad at me. Our last conversation wasn't so good. Told her a shaved pussy is way more better than her ugly ass face (She never shaves) after she warned me about taking Juliet seriously, told me Juliet's third name was Hope, but the "p" was silent on the weekend and called me a broke ass, micro dick, wimpy loser. Ouch, that hurts everytime I think about it, but Merit isn't all over me, she just wants to be in control and I'm not letting that happen again.
A loud noise came from the stairs. More like when you try using a skateboard on the stairs and you miss a step. The sound was horrible. I thought everyone had left.
I rushed to see what had happened and what I saw made my heart beat skip. A rush of adrenaline pumping in my veins. The scene before me was too much to take in. Juliet laid down helplessly. She had fallen from the stairs. I saw someone in uniform running down the hallway, towards the exit, just then she tripped on something and fell, but she stood up again and ran out. Running after her was pointless, Juliet needed my help. She had hit her head and it bled.
I knelt beside her half conscious body lying on the floor. "Juliet, Juliet can you hear me"? I shook her. I blew some air on her face and watched her get conscious again.
Her eyes met mine and I guess reality hit her when she realized she was in my arms. Fear took over her emotions. She pushed and crawled away from me resting her back against the cracked walls.
"Stay away from me" her voice was shaky and soft. "Juliet, please let me help me, you need my help" I reached out to touch her but she won't let me. "Juliet c'mon you know you need my help. Please let me help you, please".After hesitating for a while, she finally yielded and let me help her. "Please take me home, I can't be around here anymore". She cried.
"Ssshhh don't say anything, you'll be fine".
"Do you want me to take you to the school clinic"?"No no no, don't take me there" Tears streaming her cheek "Please take me home" she begged. I couldn't help but curse secretly with my face flushed. Who might have done this to her?
She's awake, but it was obvious that she was weak. After she hesitated for while I lifted her and carried her in my arms bridal style. The car park was almost empty. I opened my car and put her in the passenger seat.
A sudden rush of awareness hit me. I should see what had fallen from the person who ran out through the exit. I leaned down and whispered to her "I should get my bag, stay here and don't go anywhere"
I got to the exit to see what had fallen from the unknown. It was a bandana and a lock. A lock that had a picture of Juliet and Jewel.
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