Chapter 2: "I don't trust you!"
The next day in school, Kate walks in to her U.S. History class, and she is looking down to the ground as she walks to her seat, not even noticing the substitute teacher.. .. But Monica has noticed Kate. The bell rings, and everyone is in their seats.
Monica: Hello everyone, my name is Monica.
Monica glances over to Kate, but Kate hasn't looked up yet, she is writing something in her notebook.
Monica: I will be your substitute teacher, until Mrs. Nightberg can get back.
A boy raises his hand
Monica: Yes?
Boy: Has she had her baby yet?
Monica: No, she is still a few weeks away, but she is order to bed rest, so she can't come in to work until she has the baby.
Boy: oh.
Monica glances over to find Kate with her hand up
Monica: Yes?
Kate: May I go to the restroom?
Monica: Sure. (thinks "Well, at least that is a start")
Class has ended, and Kate hasn't returned, not even to grab her books. And Tess shows up.
Tess: You've better go talk to her Angel Girl… She is still in the restroom.
Monica nods, and runs for the bathroom, with Kate's books, and Tess disappears… As Monica walks in, she sees Kate curled up on the floor, in the corner, crying. Monica immediately rushes towards her.
Monica: Kate, what's wrong?
Kate:(crying) How do you know my name?
Monica: I took attendance.
Kate: oh.
Monica: Why are you crying?
Kate: You wouldn't care. (starts getting up) Nobody does (she starts to leave)
Monica: You might need these next class.
Kate looks at Monica, then looks at the books, and she walks up, and takes them, and runs off to her next class. Tess shows up.
Monica: Why wont she trust me Tess?
Tess: She trusts no one… she has opened up to so many people, thinking that this time would be the one who would care enough to listen, and help. But every single time she has opened up to people for help, she has been hurt.
Monica: What do I do?
Tess: Just keep trying…. She wants to tell you.. She is just scared.
Monica: Scared that I might hurt her like the others?
Tess: Now your catching on.
Tess disappears. And Monica goes to the classroom, this class period is her free time… In the middle of the period Kate runs in crying, and is hiding under her school desk. Monica walks up.
Monica: What's wrong?
Kate:(crying) Just leave me alone.
Monica: If you wanted me to leave you alone, then why did you run here, and not to the bathroom?
Kate: Because!
Monica: Please tell me what is troubling you so much.
Kate: You don't care, No one does!
Monica: I do care! I'm not like all of the other ones, who have hurt you, and let you down. I promise you Kate… Please tell me what is the matter.
Kate: No one believes me! And neither will you! Everyone just thinks I'm some crazy girl! Some crazy girl that is so crazy, that she doesn't even fit in, in the mental homes.
Monica: (tears are slowly falling down her cheeks) Kate, please… I will believe you, and I know that you are not crazy! It is all that goes on around you, that has made you this way.
Kate: You know nothing about me!
Kate runs out.
Monica: I know she wants to tell me.. but why wont she?
Tess shows up
Tess: She is just scared… But she will start letting you in on things that make her cry.. But she will start with the smallest thing, because she doesn't know if you will take it to her parents, or if she can really trust you.
Monica: What would she say if she could tell how she feels inside?
Tess: That is totally up to her, I don't know all that she feels.. and one day she will tell you, how she feels. …. .. There is just one more thing you need to know… When she gets mad, she isn't the time to just sit and let it happen, … unless it is someone who she is weaker against… But she is the kind that will kick butt, if someone makes her really mad.
Monica: But that is because she has so much anger building inside her from all that is going on.. is it?
Tess: Yes.
Later that night, Kate is in her room, with her head phones on again, and the Angels are there observing little Kate again.
Gloria: Would she be scared if one of us came up, and showed her that we are here?
Tess: I don't know…
Monica: I don't think I would be the best person, because she would be scared of me…
Tess: No one else would be better for her.. you are the only one.
Monica disappears, and appears outside, and she is taping on Kate's window… but She has her music up to high to hear it. So Monica tries to hit the window harder, and she gets Kate's attention.. Kate opens the window, and takes her head phones off
Kate:(whispers) What are you doing here?
Monica: I came to talk.
Kate: You're going to get me in trouble… please leave.
Monica: What if I told you that you would be the only one to see me, and no one else here could. … Therefore you wouldn't get in trouble.
Kate: That's impossible…
Monica: No… It's not..
All of the sudden loud fighting noises are coming from the other room, and Kate starts crying, and she runs to get under the covers. Leaving the window open.
Monica: Please, Kate… Come here.
Kate: Why do they always do this?
Monica: Can I come in?
Kate: I'll get in trouble.
Monica: I promise, they wont be able to see me…. And…. I'll be of more comfort than that blanket there.
Kate: Fine come in!
Monica crawls in, and right when she does, Nina comes in, with a flare rage.
Nina: How come you tried to show your dad your privates?
Kate: I didn't.
Nina: Yes you did! Don't lie to me sister!
Kate: I was in my room this whole time.
Kate is just now realizing that Nina hasn't said anything about Monica being in the room. Monica sits next to Kate and hugs her around her shoulders.
Nina: I saw you! You are such a sl--!
Kate:(in a low voice) what ever.
Nina: What did you say!
Kate: I said what ever!
Nina: You have something to say then say it! He is my husband!
Kate: I didn't do anything.
Nina slaps Kate on the cheek, and Nina leaves the room with a slam of the door.
Kate: She didn't see you…
Monica: I know…
Kate: How?
Monica: I told you I would help you.. and I wasn't like the others..
Kate: I ….. No…. … No one knows, and no one cares..
Monica: I know, and I care…
Kate: What do you know!
Monica: I know that when you were younger you were always helping others, trying to make them happy. And I know your living conditions have effected how you act, and feel…