Hospital for Souls

Chapter 6

The days just come and go. That's how life has been. I can never remember anything the day before. My parents have just been ignoring me. If they acknowledge my existence, it's only to yell at me and hit me. At school, Brittany has been trying to cause drama with me, calling me a whore and saying how I got an STD from Jake, so now everyone tries to stay away from me, but Snake and me have been becoming close again. At school he'll talk to me in the hallways and at lunch he'll sometimes wave to me and I see the anger on Brittany's face every time he does these things.

I walk the hallways at school, alone and by myself. Then, I feel someone tap my shoulder. I turn around to see my friend Russell. "Hey Raven." He says to me. "You doing okay?"

"Yeah." I say back to him. He gets closer to me and whispers in my ear.

"I keep hearing the rumors, coming from Brittany. Everyone has been. I know they're not true, but she's been getting mad about you and Snake always hanging out."

"Me and him are just becoming close." I say back in an innocent voice. I can tell that Russell's getting a little bit curios. "There's nothing between us." He nods his head, saying that he understands. He then puts his hand on my back and pats it.

"Well just be careful. You know how much of a bitch Brittany can get. I don't want to see you more hurt." He grabs my hand and kisses it before he walks away. I smile and continue walking slowly when I feel someone grab my shoulder.

"Hey bitch." It's Brittany and she looks mad. "Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend okay? I don't want him getting any of your STDs from that blood always stained on your wrist." Anger fills me fast. Why do I sit here and just let her do this to me? I shouldn't let her do this to me. I finally lay it out on her.

"Well Brittany I don't think it would matter really. I mean I already fucked him and we know you did too so doesn't that mean you would have an STD as well?" She gets mad. I see her fists clench. They remind me of my mother. Images of my mother fill my mind fast. I get so caught up in the images that I don't feel the first blow hit my head.

I fall to the ground. My visions a little bit blurry, but I see Brittany, ready to sit on me. I'm not about to let her embarrass me again. Just as she is about to sit on me, I kick my legs up and knock her right on her ass. I stand up quick, jump on her, and then start beating the living crap out of her. I throw punches, one after the other. She screams in pain, but I simply ignore her. I continue to punch her, not stopping. This is payback. She hurt me for far too long, now I want to make sure she understands my pain. I punch her square in the middle of her face, and instantly blood begins dripping out of her nose. I get my fist held high, ready to punch her in her neck. I start to swing down, but then someone lifts me off of Brittany and begins holding my wrists, restraining me from attacking again.

I turn my head around to see who pulled me off. It was Snake. Instantly, I stop fighting back. He looks at me, eyes stained red. He lets me go. I look at Brittany. She's standing up, people trying to clean her off. I look around and see that time stands still, all eyes are on me. I hear footsteps, of course the principle comes and he tries to break up what's already been broken up. He puts a hand on my back and starts leading me towards the office. I look back at Snake to see his eyes directly on me. He shakes his head with disappointment. He then walks to Brittany and hugs her. I turn around, trying not to let the tears out of my eyes that are about to come.

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Luckily for me, I get suspended for only three days. I have to admit that I'm somewhat relieved about it, not having to deal with anyone for three days. I was getting tired of going to school anyways, my mom picked me up from the office. In the car she didn't even talk to me, just had a look of anger on her face. Once we got home she told me I'm not allowed to go anywhere, but I have to stay in the house for all three days. I can handle it, she may think this is a punishment but I find it as a relief. I have a good excuse not to see all those people, and hopefully they won't make fun of me for once about it.