There was a light tap on my door. “Hey babe. You alright? Its time for therapy.” Shona’s sweet, soft voice leaked into the room. I groaned. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to find out, not just yet. The earlier buzz had worn off, and I had decided to start everything tomorrow. Now, I just wanted to be left alone with my thoughts. “No thanks. I'm tired. I promise I will come tomorrow.” I said. It was silent for a moment, but then I could hear Shona telling someone to move away from my door. “Hey dickwad, get up. You gotta come to therapy with me, you make it all so mysterious and interesting. Plus, Harry is fricken hot and he hasn’t been able to take his eyes off you so far. Come on, get up, or I'm coming in and making you.” I heard a weird sound that sounded like a dying mans last laugh. “Ew, was that you laughing? What the hell have you been doing? You sound like you’re dead. Ha, well duh you are. Sorry, you sound like you’re dying.” She corrected, laughing to herself. I gasped in horror. I did sound like I was dying; I felt like it too. I dragged my heavy limbs out of bed. “Hooray, she’s getting up!” I heard Megan cry. It was strange that she was being so nice. She spoke to me like we had been best friends for years. It made me more comfortable, it made me happy, but it also made me want to cry because I hadn’t had a friend like her when I was still alive.
“welcome back everyone. I trust you are settling in well?” everyone nodded at Rob awkwardly. Megan’s arm was linked with mine; she had done it the second I came out my door. Lisa was sneering at us, Megan was smiling sweetly to infuriate her, and I was trying to ignore it all. I stole secret glances at Harry, and more than once I caught him looking at me with his deep, brown, soulful eyes. Rob was droning on and on about some boring details no one cared enough about to listen. Megan nudged me and nodded towards Nick and Gemma, who were kissing. It was pretty cute and disturbing at the same time; Gemma would smile after every kiss and then implement another one. Nick stayed emotionless and blank, but every now and then he would bite her lip gently and pull her closer.
“I think it’s time to continue yesterday’s topic. Lisa. I would like you to tell us why you did it. I know this is going to be hard for people to talk about, but I do believe that it will really benefit you, and speed up recovery. So, Lisa.” He motioned for her to stand up. I noticed she was shaking and wringing her hands, clearly nervous. “okay. Well. I went to a private school, and it was really great. I was probably the most popular girl in my year, maybe even the whole school. I was really pretty,” Megan groaned under her breath, making me smile “so everyone liked me. It was an all girls school, but we had a twin boys school. It wasn’t long before me and Jack started going out, and we were an item. He was really great, truly. Everything about him made me smile.” Gemma looked at Nick and smiled, reaching to hold his hand. “We were perfect together. I had a great group of friends, an amazing boyfriend, and good results. I was all set. But then, a few weeks before prom,” she paused and sniffed hard, furiously wiping the tears that were falling away, “he broke up with me. He broke up with me and got together with my best friend Jessica. Everyone started leaving me because I didn’t have a hot boyfriend or a best friend anymore, and I started looking really rough because I would cry all night, so by the time prom came round I had no one to go with. We had to send out college applications but mine were all late, so I had no future. And then at prom, I was talking to some of the girls when Jessica and Jack walked in and everyone clapped and turned away from me, because Jessica was going to be crowned prom queen. Everyone knew she would be, even though just a few weeks earlier it would’ve been me! and when she did win it, I went over to congratulate her, even though she had been such a mega bitch too me, and just as I said congratulations she tripped me over and everyone laughed. She was shouting stuff at me as I ran out,” she paused and let go of the sob that had been trapped in her throat before continuing, “ she said I was a wannabe and a has been and a loser. So I went back to the nurse office and asked for some water, and when the nurse went out back to fill a cup up, I took the pot of paracetamol she keeps just behind the desk. And then I went back to my dorm room and I, I did it” she collapsed in a heap of tears.
Everyone sat silently whilst sobs choked out of her. Eventually, Gemma reached out and patted her shoulder. “It’s alright Lisa. It’s over now. Hey, I bet everyone hates Jessica now. You know how it happens in movies. Everyone will blame her, and Jack will break up with her and regret ever breaking up with you. I bet he’s sitting at your grave now, crying and saying sorry. But you get another chance at love in your next life, whereas he is going to be tormented by the loss of his childhood sweetheart for the rest of his life” she was speaking in a funny, film trailer like voice. Lisa giggled and stopped sobbing quite so severely, though tears were still trailing down her cheeks. “Well done Lisa. That was very brave of you, to tell your story in such a grown up way.” Lisa smiled at him, almost back to her old self. “I wish I hadn’t done it now. I mean, school would’ve ended soon enough and then I could of forgotten all about them. Or I could’ve won Jack back. I know I could’ve. He did still love me, its just that Jessica would’ve flirted with him and made him fall for her. I am heaps prettier than her after all, so Jack would’ve come back to me as soon as he got over whatever made him go to her.” Gemma grinned and nodded at her. Megan grimaced at me, whispering “someone nears a big dose of get over it” in my ear. I laughed politely, though secretly I wanted to cry. Why couldn't I just stand up and tell everyone what had happened to me? Why did I have to be the one who had done such an awful thing and then completely forgotten?
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