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Chapter 28: Hate me today…

Run. Hide. Sit there. What was I going to do? I was sitting on the floor crumpled with Bill. I think he was staring at me with a confused hurt expression. Hell I would have too if I got knocked out of the chair and slammed on the floor with someone on top of me. I was staring at Bryan with huge eyes, I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't move on my own, or without someone directing me on what to do. I couldn't flee, because then others would think something was up. Which was true, but I didn't want them to pry inside my life. I couldn't handle all the people…

I looked around the room and to my relief no one was staring. Like they were giving the mental kid a moment to herself. In a sick twisted way I thank them, because if I had anymore eyes on me I might breakdown and cry. I couldn't cry in school or in front of Bryan nonetheless. Bryan gave a chuckle. "Uhm is everything okay down there?" He said, trying to fill the roll of the surprised substitute who has a mental girl in his class.

When I didn't answer or reply Bill came to my rescue. He bounded up off the ground and helped me up. He didn't know what to think of Bryan, he looked disgusted to say the least when I saw him glance at him. I plopped down in Bill's seat, wanting to be as far away from the murderer as possible. Bill gave me a worried glance. "Everything's fine." Bill said smoothly, pushing back his hair.

Bryan just shrugged and walked to the front of the class. "Hello everyone." He started off in a chipper mood. Bill slid in next to me and kept sending me stares, but I had my eyes glued to the desk. I couldn't make eye contact with anyone. I might cry. "My name is Mr. Davids, I'm going to be your teacher for the rest of the trimester. So I guess you can call it a long term sub." My face paled and I laid my head down on the blacktopped table. When 'Mr. Davids' was done with his speech he passed out assignment papers and went back to his desk.

This could not be happening. I tried to be discreet as I pulled out my cell phone. I had to text my dad, I had to make sure he was alright and Bryan didn't do anything to him. I don't know what I would do if I lost any more of my broken family. My dad is what's holding us together right now. I needed him more than anyone could possibly know. I sighed in relief as he texted back. I had to tell him about Bryan later.

I refrained myself from jumping out of my skin this time. I heard a chair being pulled up next to Tom, at the other part of the table. "Ok. I think we need to have a talk." I heard Bryan's voice say. "Excuse me?" He was trying to get my attention, but I didn't acknowledge him. "What's her name?" I heard him mumble to one of the twins.

"Her name is Abby." Bill said sternly. I knew what was going through that boys mind. Anyone who made me uneasy wasn't okay in his books. "She don't talk though, so don't waste your time in trying to get her to talk. It don't work." He sounded a bit rude on my part, but hell. It was the damn truth.

"Well Abby, as you know there is a no technology policy. I'm going to have to confiscate your phone." He said with that dumb teacher authority that he's always had. I didn't respond. Call security I really don't give a fuck. It would definitely get me away from him, and I wanted that. "Please?" I heard him whisper to someone.

"Abby?" It was Bill's quiet voice in my ear. "You have to raise up your head alright? He is our authority while the original teacher is out. Please? I don't want you to get in trouble over a phone." His voice sounded like he didn't want to say it. I stubbornly kept my hands wrapped tightly around my phone and my head plastered to the table. "Come on…" He said almost quietly.

I made sure the tears didn't fall as I blinked them away. I made sure that my breathing didn't get worse or shallow as I raised my head up and faced the monster. He gave a small smirk at my expression. "So are you going to hand over your phone?" He demanded in an almost shy tone. I shook my head. Definitely not. He rolled his eyes. "You have to communicate somehow. Don't you write your responses on paper?" I shook my head. He didn't need to know shit about me.

Bill spoke up then. "Can you just let her off with a warning? I mean since it's the beginning of a new class and stuff?" He said sweetly, it had to work because honestly, who could resist the charm of a Kaulitz?

Bryan shrugged. "Obviously she wasn't following the code of conduct, so she's going to have to stay after class or something and wash the desks and chalkboards." I tensed up. No way in hell was I going to stay after. But I had a pretty good idea at the moment, I would bolt for the door either way. "How would you feel about that?" I shrugged. He stood up and his hand grabbed onto my shoulder and I flinched away violently into Bill.

"Ok. I know you're authority and all but whatever the hell your problem is has to stop." Bill said protectively back, putting his arms around me. I think I was about to have a breakdown. I had to get out of here.

"I don't have a problem, but it looks like Abby does. Cat got your tongue?" He said sarcastically to me. And that's what got me, I had to go. I pushed violently away from Bill and sidestepped Bryan. If I touched him I think I was going to lose it even more. I slammed the classroom door, leaving all my stuff behind and a confused Bill. The echo bounced off everything in the quiet hallway, and students doing their work in the classrooms all looked up to see me. I rolled my eyes and took off.

I hid in the bathroom for the longest thinking over my options. I was rocking back and forth in the stalls, it was at least calming me down. I was beyond crying, because I was sure I was hyperventilating. Every time someone walked in the bathroom I had to hush myself because I didn't want them to get too nosey, I'm sure the girl crouched in a stall was a weird as it gets in this damn school. Tears fell again. Why in the hell did Bryan have to come back? I was finally becoming more comfortable with everything, and he had to ruin it. Fuck!

My phone was left in my seat in the art room, so I hope at least Bill picked it up before Bryan could get his grabby hands on it. I wanted to dig my nails into my arms, but I held the urge back, I wasn't going to let Bryan have that much control over my life ever again. And that's the truth. He's hurt me too much. I cant let him destroy it again. I wanted to live, and you don't hear that often from me. I wanted to live my life with Bill, he made things so much happier.

The bell rang for the final time today and I waited everything out. It was a good 20 minutes before I heard all the crowds of people die down, but it didn't matter I wanted to walk alone anyways. I had way too much on my mind. I needed to be alone, and like it mattered because Bill couldn't fix what was going on with me anyway. No matter mow much his pure soul helped me out, I could never fully heal. Bryan made sure of that in the past. I didn't want to open up, but I knew I was going to have to. Today or tomorrow. Could I commit to it? Could I open up? I knew I could talk to Bill. But would he care?

Of course he would and that's why I loved him.

I needed to leave, and get home as soon as possible so I could warn my dad about Bryan. Since all my stuff was left in class, I was hoping Bill would carry it home for me. I silently went to the door and prayed to god that I wasn't locked in the bathroom. They locked all doors here, and it was weird. I mean we need to go to the bathroom and I'm sure locks were just going to get in the way. I sighed in relief as the doors opened up, only getting stuck for a little bit. But all old doors did that here. You'd think they'd get it fixed, since this is a nice school. But they didn't.

When I peeked my head out, I made sure the halls were void of all Bryan. I took the long way to get out of the school just to make sure I avoided the art room at all costs. If I saw him again I don't know what I would do, I might attack him and I might have a seizure in front of him on the floor. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction, and I already knew I did. He knew I kept my promise and didn't talk to anyone. He loved that. I saw it soaking up in his beady little eyes when Bill told him I didn't talk at all. I sniffled and wrapped my arms around myself.

I tried not to think but all my thoughts kept swarming back to Bryan. I bet he was the one who stole all my journals too, I wouldn't put it past him. He used to take little things from me all the time as remembrance. It wouldn't shock me if he still had some of the old crap he's taken. Mainly school stuff though, because I didn't really bring any trinkets from home to school. But it still chilled my bones to think about it, I was the star to all those scary movies where the teachers are obsessed with their students. I shuddered. That was me. More tears spilled over.

The light breeze hit my heated face as I walked out in the chilly air of Germany. I pulled my jacket tighter around my suddenly frigid body and took off at a fast walk to my house. I had an eerie feeling that the whole time someone was watching me and I didn't doubt it. I didn't want to think about it, but I couldn't help but to think. I was becoming paranoid and I didn't like it. Every step I took the more creeped out I got. All I needed was a hot shower and a warm bed, with Bill. I had to have him hold me though. He put everything at ease for me.

My breath hitched in my throat as a car drove past me. Definitely too paranoid. I looked over to Simone's house and I saw that they were home. I took a mental note, if my dad wasn't home I wasn't sticking around for him, I was immediately going to go over there. I sighed as I walked around back feeling like a ninja, I wasn't making any noise whatsoever, and I wanted to keep it that way. I was grateful for my quietness. I made it up the porch steps without freaking out too much.

I got into my house with ease. It gave me the chills, like I wasn't alone. I made a point that I was home by making a ton of noise in the process, if my dad was home he would hear me and come out. He had to know that Bryan is here. He was going to finish off what he started years ago. Tears dropped from my eyes, this couldn't be happening. I willed myself to be dreaming but I knew it was false, everything just felt so damn real, it had to be. I was scared of reality and it looks like my judgment day is finally here. I didn't want it to be, I mean couldn't I live in denial forever?

A little piece of paper on the counter caught my attention. My dad wasn't here, this wasn't a note from him. The handwriting was way too sloppy to be from my dad. I re read it three times before I fully comprehended what it meant. It was all Bryan's doing. Which means he was in my house. He invaded my privacy twice now. Who knows how long he's been spying on me? This may be his first attempt in making contact with me, the whole school thing was out of bounds though. He went too far there.

The note read:

Abby,

As you already know, I'm back. I'm glad to see that you've kept your promise of not spilling the truth. But what I didn't expect is that you don't talk at all. Pity really, I always did love the sound of your sweet voice crying for help. It's such a turn on. Anyways, I'm disappointed that you ran today, we didn't get to catch up with each other. You will forever by my beautiful Abby, my favorite student. I cant wait to see you tomorrow, and maybe if I'm free, maybe I'll visit you during the night? Keep the doors unlocked. I miss you too.

Love,

Bryan.

I nearly dropped the note, but I didn't, I crunched it in my hand and my breathing was getting heavier. I felt like the kitchen walls were closing in on me. I shouldn't be here, I didn't feel safe at all. I had to get out. I needed my dad, I needed Bill. Hell I needed help. Someone has to do something about Bryan, he needs to be put away for good. He deserves the death row. Hell give me a choice and I'll choose slow and painful punishment, by no other than myself.

I ran out of my door and didn't care about locking it back up. I felt like I was being suffocated. I ran around to the front of my house and through the Kaulitz yard. I was so freaked out I didn't bother knocking on the door. Any other time I would be fidgety and knock, because it felt too damn weird to just walk in. But I felt as if I was going to be snatched up at any second so I did myself a favor.

As soon as I slammed the door I locked it as many times as it could go. I let the tears go and I was surprised to say the least to see Tom sitting in his boxers munching on popcorn and watching TV. He didn't looked embarrassed at all. He rolled his eyes and flipped the channels. "Abby? Are you alright?" He asked, he was worried, I could tell. But he wasn't the one for emotions, and I didn't judge him on that.

I was going to risk it all. I cleared my throat. "I need Bill." I stated. My voice was a little scratchy because I haven't used it in forever. His face was priceless though, he dropped his popcorn at my words. I couldn't help it, I am so sick and tired of always keeping things bottled up inside of my for so long. I needed to get this stupid weight off my chest. I had to, or it was going to eat me alive. I was tired of letting Bryan hold so much over my head for so long.

"Uhh…" Tom trailed off, messily going through his covers, trying to get up off the couch. He was an awkward guy. "Bill!" He yelled slipping over the covers and almost face planting the floor.

I heard Bill mumbling from his room upstairs, he didn't sound too happy. His grouchy demeanor changed as soon as he saw me though. His expression looked worried, but underneath it all his face lit up. He was excited to see me. "Abby, what was wrong today? You were so upset around Mr. Davids… Will you tell me what…" I didn't give him a chance to finish before I sprinted into his arms. He gasped in shock, but held me tight. He always knew what I needed.

"Hey Bill…" Simone came into the room just then and stopped when she saw her son hugging me. A girl who was crying her eyes out in his shirt. "Abby?" She said hesitantly. "Are you going to be ok?"

I grabbed a handful of my hair and backed away from Bill. "No I'm not going to fucking be okay." I said sounding strained. The whole room was quiet.

"Did you just…" Bill trailed off, his face held shock and worry.

"Talk?" I finished for him. I felt like I was losing it. And to make it all better I was having a crisis in front of my best friend and his family. This wasn't good. I sat on the edge of their couch and brought my knees to my chest. "Call my dad." I said, my voice was scratchy and shaky.

Bill sat down next to me, and put a calming arm around my shaking body. "You know he's at work, I don't know if he could be able to come…"

"I don't care. I need to talk to him." I stated with more urgency. Simone bounded out the door with tears in her eyes, she was going to call him for me.

"Will you please tell me what's going on? I'm tired of seeing you hurt. You mean so much to me and it hurts that I cant help you…" Bill pleaded, his eyes had tears in them. He was about to cry because I was hurting.

"I'll tell you…"

I had to.

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Well? I bet it was short huh? Sorry _ theres more to come ;) were nearing the end though. And I want to thank Backyard-Beleave-Queen for the lyrics :] one of my favorite songs ; )

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- In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night, While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight, You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate, You made me compliment myself when it was way to hard to take. :')

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