Best Friends
Chapter 4

Author notes: I'm sorry if it's really rubbish...I have a lot of things on my mind right now...Like my physics teacher knowing about me writng stories. He is also a PSE teacher who works along my PSE teacher, and my PSE is also an english teacher and my english teacher works along me PSE teacher so I'm just a bit scared that my teachers find out and penalise me (Especially my english teacher because he thinks I write rubbish stories)

Also everybody go and read Start over by becca410 (It's mostly a Linda/Michael story but there is also Sian/Jez and Michael/Sian also it's amazing and becca410 should be proud and one of the writers of Waterloo road)

PLEASE RATE AND REVIEW

Also It's quite a long chapter so please try to hold on and not let your mind wander

The end of day bell had just rung, all the pupils had left and Nicki was busy clearing up the paper balls that her year 11 and year 13 class had just made.

It was partially Michaels fault for her breakdown. He had this 'GREAT' idea that if he put security guards and metal detectors at the front of the school it would keep the gangs at bay. But when the LEA refused to pay, it left Michael with a choice, either let the gangs in to tear up the school or do something about it. Being Michael he chose to do something about it, he rotated some of the teachers to stand at the gate and not let any of the gangs in (She would have been the best choice because of all her army training) but Michael had a different Idea and he had decided to drop another class on her.

Zack Diamond (Or Zack Brown as he called himself) had started the whole 'Revolution' and it was all because his father had left. It wasn't her fault that Jez left, she didn't make him leave, Zack should be blaming Sian for having an affair with Michael but no he was too busy back-chatting and playing up. In all her years of teaching she had never broke down, not once, but because of him...because of one stupid boy she was going to cut again, normally she would write all her feelings in her diary but this couldn't be written into her diary this had to be sorted with physical pain. Everytime she cut she felt like her problems were melting away but after 3 years without cutting, 3 years of bottling things up she needed to let it out. It may leave scars all over her body and make her look ugly but she needed to get these feeling out. She was going to cut tonight, she knows that she'll regret it later but she doesn't care, what matters is here and now.

She had to keep her promise, she dropped all of the papers into the bin and made her way out of her classroom in search of Tom. She was walking down the corridor in search of Tom when she seen him in Grantly's classroom. She tapped on the door and stepped in. "Hey, I kept my promise but what are you doing in here?" she asked him. "Oh...I was covering Grantly's class." he replied. She pulled up a chair and sat beside him behind the desk and started to look at what he was marking. "Nicki." he said facing her. She took her head of of the marking and turned to face him "Yeah." she replied. "Is everything OK...I mean...nothing's bothering you." he asked her, he wanted to know because if there was he would try to help anyway he can, but being the strong and doesn't ask for help Nicki she replied "Yeah everythings fine." "You can tell me if something's wrong...you know that don't you." he was pleading with her now, he knew something was wrong with her he just needed to know what. "No, I promise you everything's fine." Nicki said with a fake smile on her face, really everything was wrong but she didn't need Tom's pity. "Well, ok if you're sure." He pushed a stand of hair back behind her ear and smiled at her, truly smiled...he had never felt like this in a long time. He had his fair share of bad relationships but this wasn't a relationship but in a way it felt like one. "Well if that's it I'm off." She said standing up making her way to the door. "See you Tom." "Yeah, see you Nicki."

He made his way up her driveway, he could tell that something was wrong ever since she met him in the classroom. Something was terribly wrong and that's what he was here to find out. He took a step, rang the door bell and breathed as he thinks "Is she going to answer."

She hears the door bell and thinks to herself "Who could that be." She had been sitting with her favourite book and a pot of Ben & Jerry's ice cream. She stood up, wiped her tears, closed and tied her dressing gown and made her way to the front door. When she came straight in from work she ran upstairs and got changed into her pyjamas and started to watch TV, she got bored with it and then started reading her favourite book. This is how she would plan her day, the day she would plan to put another scar on her hip, where she thought nobody would see it...she was wrong. She pushed down the door handle and slowly pulled back the door. "Tom, what are you doing here?" She asked wondering. "Are you ok...your eyes are red and blood shot." "Yeah I'm fine." she told him wiping her eyes as another couple of tears threatened to fall. Nicki wasn't alright she needed some one to hold her and say everything will be alright...secretly she hoped that guy would be Tom."Can I come in?" he asked, he didn't want to feel as if he was tresspassing if he just walked in. "Yeah." she nodded, stood back and pointed to the room closest to the door "The living room just in there if you want to sit down."

He walked through, lifted her favourite book off, placed it onto the table and sat down. "Thirteen reasons why. It's a good book." he told her. Nicki was now resting on the door frame, looking at Tom. She smiled, even through they were best friends there was something about him that made ladies swoon at his feet especially Nicki Boston (But she would never admit to that) "And how would you know." she asked him. "Im going to disregard that question." She laughed, noded and made her way to sit beside him. "Why do you like this book?" he asked her. Would she give him the gods honest truth or make something up. A tear rolled door her cheeck and she wiped it away quickly, she didn't want him to see that he walls were breaking down but he noticed. "Hey, I didn't mean to make you cry." he put a arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. "It's not that." She burst into tears. "Hey...hey." He rubbed his hand up and down her back, trying to make her feel comfortable but she jumped away. She didn't mean to jump and make him feel bad but it was the anniversary of the start of the abuse and she felt really vunerable. "I'm sorry..." she apoligised. "It's just...I don't know how to tell you this...you'll probably run away and never come back." She tucked her hair behind her ear. "Just tell me straight on." She turned to face him and took a deep breath. "I was raped and abused when I was younger and todays the anniversary of when it all started, so I'm sorry if I've been a bit off today." "No you haven't been off, you have dealt with today very well and I'm glad you have told me we can get through this together." "Thank you." she replied with tears still in her eyes. He threw his arms out and she jumped at the chance to cuddle him, she knew he would stick beside her through thick and thin. "Right, you're staying at my house tonight." he told her. "Now go and pack a bag and I'll be in the car waiting for you." "It's fine...I'll be fine." "No you won't, I'll get you to my house even if that means carrying you...there's no way you are getting out of this." She threw her hands up in the air and said "Ok I surrender." she pretended she didn't want to go but inside she really did. Spending a night at Tom's house even if they were sleeping in seperated bedrooms was a chance she had to take. She stood up, made her way to the door but she turned around to Tom and said "Back in two." She then leapt uptairs two by two, this was the chance she was waiting for.