I slowly walked into my Science class. I felt a few eyes burning holes into my small body. I had to yell at myself to keep moving. But it felt like I was wading in eight feet of heavy water, either that or damp sand. Either way, making it impossible. I felt my breathing become all heavy and crazy and uncontrolled. I looked at them. Staring at me. I felt dizzy. I wanted to bail but I knew it was too late. I gulped and put my head down, shuffling off to my desk. It was in the very back. Their eyes followed me there. I played with my hair a little, hiding my face. Finally, I found my desk.
A few seconds later, the person who I shared the desk with was sliding me a note. I held back my groan, cursing my Science teacher for forcing us to sit next to each other.
Hey Bells.
Bells. I cringed at her nickname for me. She had drawn leaves underneath her words. It looked like a computer had done it instead of a person. I ignored her, trying my hardest to read the blurry words on the board.
Rose pokes me with her pencil. Another note.
Wanna play Truth or Dare?
No. I ignore her again, hoping she'll take the hint.
But she doesn't. Instead, another note. She's not quitting.
What's the worst thing that's ever happened to you?
Despite myself, I find myself replying.
If it's so horrible, why would I tell you?
'Cause you trust me.
Why would I trust you after everything?
Well, I still trust you.
Yeah?
You wanna know the worst thing that's ever happened to me?
No.
I'm telling you anyway. My daddy hurt me. Real bad. He raped me, Bells.
My breathing became heavy again. Why was she telling me this?
I need you, Bella. I know I messed up and I'm truly sorry for what I did. But Bella, I need your help. Please help me Bella. Please. I need someone.
"Okay." I whisper. I reach over to her hand and rub it comfortingly. She starts taking deep breaths. So do I. "I'm right here. Always."
A/N: Sorry this sucked. I'm inspired tonight. Oneshots galore! Haha.
-Geena