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"S-S-Silas?"
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Why was he here?
"Wha-wha-what are you d-d-doing here?" I managed to stammer out.
His leather jacket rustled as he stood, and I tried hard to not stare at his skin-tight shirt. I immediately realized I was, in fact, starring at him, and dropped my gaze to the floor.
"I just wanted to check to make sure you were OK." He looked me up and down, seeming to check for any injuries.
But in the deepest part of me, I knew better. I knew that he was probably just checking me out. The tiniest part of me believed him, that he was actually concerned about me. However, living with Deacon and all his men made me doubt anything genuine.
I frowned, my brow furrowed. I couldn't stop the question the spewed from my mouth.
"Why?"
I realized my mistake too late. I started to feel more nauseous than before, my knees starting to wobble. My hands started to shake as I wrapped them around my churning stomach. I squeezed my eyes closed, waiting for the punishment that I figured would soon come.
I stayed silent, waiting... waiting... waiting...
Nothing.
Lifting my lids, I saw he hadn't even moved; he almost seemed frozen in the spot. His face held confusion for a second, and then I saw it dawn on him.
Crap. I needed to get out of here.
"I-I-I have to-to go!" I managed to spit out before rushing from the room.
"Emerson!" I heard him call my name behind me, but ignored it as I dashed out of the office and through the front doors of the school. I practically fell down the steps and onto the sidewalk since my vision was so blurry. I couldn't see anything beside a colorless blur.
In the farthest corner of my brain, I wanted to just give up, to let him catch me. But a larger park of me knew there would be consequences if I did.
But even as I tried to start running my brain didn't seem to connect to my feet very well as I stumbled around, looking for a place to lay low, to hide.
To dissappear.
You are nothing.
"No!" I screamed at the voices. I clutched my head in my hands, willing them to stop. I tried to continued to stumble forward, but only made it a few steps.
You ar worthless. You're so stupid. No one could ever want you. You're fooling yourself thinking that anyone could ever care about you.
"Please, no. No no no." I pleaded with the thoughts in my head.
Even with the ringing in my ears, I could hear faint noises behind me. But I couldn't move. I was frozen, held captive by the thoughts plaguing my mind.
I felt myself fall to the concrete, vaguely aware of the share pain in my knees, palms, and wrists as I try to catch myself.
You are nothing. You are woth nothing. Everyone hates you. Everyone thinks that you are stupid. You are worthless.
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Teen Fiction"There's my girl!" I felt four sets of eyes shift to me; instead of making eye contact, I shifted my gaze to the floor. "Don't just stand there! Come here!" The threat in his voice was obvious, so I did what I was told, knowing there would be conseq...
