Silent Memories (Emery Scott)

Chapter Eight:

Emery Scott~

The pain was starting to get a little bit more bearable.

The nightmares?

The nightmares still occur every night with the same man with no face stabbing and rapping me.

Sometimes I would try to fight sleep, I would stay up completing assignments so I remained ahead of most the people in my classes or sometimes I would just sit on the steps outside my dorm with my earphones in playing music as loud as I could to blare out the thoughts. It was my way of coping, I know it wasn't the healthiest way to go about it but it was what I needed to try and move past the events that had recently occurred.

"Are you okay?" I felt a hand touch my cheek looking up at the Greek beauty in front of me, you could tell she wanted me to talk like everyone else but I needed to figure it out myself before I open up to others.

"I am okay, I'm just not myself" I reassured, this is what I liked about Claire, Vera and Romy they wouldn't push me. Her hand moves from my face till I am enclosed into a hug her chin resting on my head. I can feel eyes looking my way and I know who they belong to.

Axel.

I found him staring at me a lot over the past few days especially after I walked away from him after he asked if I was okay.

"Come on you, lets go to The Prince" The Prince was a bar that we all went to after classes to see friends and just let loose but I really wasn't feeling it. Although, I could see on this occasion she was not going to take no for an answer. As we walked it was quiet all you could hear was faint laughter and the sound of traffic but it wasn't awkward it was.. nice? Before we know it we are greeted by our group of friends who await at a table with a gin that had my name on it. 

I perch myself down sipping my drink piping in when conversation were made but most the time we was in fits of laughter and that is what friendships are about laughter. The door opens and in walks Jamie, his friends and of course the blue eyes brood  they walk towards the table we were currently seated at. One of the boys from the group who I believe is called James Leans over and kisses Amie which takes us by surprise as we didn't even know she was seeing anyone. They pull up chairs and Axel happens to sit across from me with a pint in his hand still staring.  A voice snaps me out of my trace, a girl from one of our classes.

"Axel, why don't you give me a call later, maybe we can meet up?" the sound of desperation in her voice was laughable . But, I was interested in hearing his response.

"Maybe" he replies smirking his eyes leaving my face to look at the girl before he finishes the drink getting up and walking to the bar with her.  I feel Jamie looking at me, his eyebrows raised I look at him with a glance to say what? My feelings always projected on my face, you could see by looking at me that it made me uncomfortable, I shouldn't feel this way but I did.

Jamie's behavior as well as Axel's were  beginning to start bugging me. I couldn't tell if I was coming or going with them. I thought Jamie and I got along nicely but ever since he saw me leaving the frat house with Axel he's been cold towards me in a way that I couldn't describe.

I was relieved that we didn't get I’d for alcohol here, because I would be screwed where I am only
18 years old. My mom and dad would disapprove with what I was doing but it was something to enjoy with my friends.