Fix My Heart

Veronica Evans has lost everything she loved. Though she seems completely happy to her friends and boyfriend, she's not. She's hurting inside, she feels nothing but guilt for not being able to save her sister and the scars on her wrist only remind her more of the things she lost; the things that she will never get back. But just when she thinks that there's no way she can go back to being the cheery girl she used to be, will she be saved by her roommate Travis O'Connor whom she hates? Or at least think she does. Read on to find out... © Copyright 2014 All Right Reserved


3. 3. It's Not What it Looks!

The only thing that was out of the ordinary was probably the fact that when Veronica woke up, Travis was nowhere to be found. She didn't mind at all, but she couldn't help wondering where her irritating roommate had wandered off to. She brushed it off and began heading off to school. When she fit arrived to school, she grabbed her stuff and headed straight for class.

Upon entering the classroom Veronica saw it was almost empty and even Amelia wasn't there yet. Not bothering to question it she took her seat in her usual spot, busying herself with a little doodling to pass the time.


Lunch was a lot louder than usual what with the talk of the upcoming party, which was only two days away. Amelia kept bringing it up and it hyped the rest of the people sitting at their lunch table.

"Babe, are you going to the party this Friday?" Jake asked Veronica, laying his arm over her shoulders.

Veronica looked up from her salad and shrugged. "I guess, I'm still not sure."

"But you said! Amelia whined while pouting.

Veronica rested her arms on the table and leaned over them on the table, letting Jake's arm fall off her shoulders. A slightly cocky smirk on her face. "And what exactly did I say?"

"You said 'never said no', so I took that as a yes."

Veronica pointed a finger at her and her face twisted up in a scowl. "Don't assume things that you're not sure of."

"Amelia don't force her." Jake chided the smaller girl sitting across from him. He then turned to look at Veronica and soothingly rubbed her back. "You don't have to go if you don't want to."

Veronica smiled at her boyfriend, glad someone at least had her back. She looked back at Amelia and stuck her tongue out at her. "Yeah Amelia!"

All Amelia did was scowl at Veronica. "Whatever, I'm still coming over tomorrow."

Veronica shrugged. She didn't mind whether Amelia came over or not, she was used to her coming over pretty often and Veronica would never tell her this, but she was glad that Amelia never asked why she lived in an apartment. No one really knew about how she ended up there and she'd rather keep it that way. Having people pity her wasn't something she was too fond of.

Suddenly a few of Jakes friends, Kyle Foster, Avery Chasten, and Christin Michaels, came over to their table and sat with the three.

"Jake my man!" Kyle greeted Jake with one of those hand shake hug things that guys usually do.

"Sup man?" Jake sat back down and smiled at his friend.

"Nothing, you going to the party this Friday?"

Veronica all but groaned in slight annoyance. There had been many parties, but this one by far was the most talked about yet and Veronica just didn't get it. What was gonna be so good about this party?

"Hell yeah!" Kyle cheered. "I heard that Liam's sister from jersey just got back and she's smoking. Her name is Alexa or something."

Avery rolled his eyes and shook his head as he proceeded to smack Kyle upside the head. "She's also off limits and you know Liam would rip your balls off if you so much as came within ten feet of his sister."

"Who said he had to know?" Kyle mumbled darkly while rubbing the back of his head. Veronica chuckled lightly at his childish tone. Veronica didn't know how to explain Kyle. He was truly one of a kind and the only word that she could use to best describe him would be: Womanizer. Just recently he had been leading on three girls at once, and now he was going for a fourth. It was a shock that those girls couldn't see past the seductive smirk and eerily smooth words, and if they could, why they still gave him so much as a second glance was completely beyond Veronica.

Veronica's attention suddenly shifted when she heard someone talking to her.

"Are you going Veronica?" Christine asked. Her big bright blue eyes boring into her. Veronica shifted uncomfortably, everyone at the table was looking at her now.

"Um I'm not sure yet." She answered quietly, doing her best to ignore the several pairs of eyes on her.

"Oh come on, you have to come!"

"I don't know, I might."

"Do it for me?" Christine's eyes got bigger, her bottom lip pulling out into a pout as she made a high pitched whining sound similar to a dog. Veronica cringed back and covered her eyes. That look was both somewhat persuading, and terrifying.

"Okay! Fine!" Veronica complied. "Just stop with that look!"

Christine giggled and grabbed Veronica's hand. "Thank you, thank you, thank yo-". Her celebration was cut short and a curious look adorned her face. "What's that?"

Her thumb brushed over three horizontal indentations and a one vertical one that crossed through them on her left wrist, making Veronica flinch. Different explanations swam through her head, she was trying to decide which one would be the least stupid. She hadn't realized that she had been wearing a short-sleeve today, and it didn't help at all that she had also forgotten to wear her bracelets.

The table was silent for a second as everyone looked at Veronica, waiting for her to say something. "Birthmarks." She shot out while yanking her arms back from Christine's grasp and tightly tucking them in her lap, away from anyone else's reach.

"Oh!" Christine's mouth shaped an 'O' before she smiled. "I see, well I'm happy you're coming to the party now. It's going to be so much fun!"

Veronica forced a laugh of enthusiasm, praying it would help everyone move onto a different subject. She didn't want anyone knowing about the scars on her wrist or let alone where they came from. What happened in the past was going to stay there. In the past.

Veronica did her best to be involved in the conversation that was taking place at the table, but she couldn't brush off the looks that Amelia was sending her way. At times curious, but more often than not, they were accusing. Amelia knew that she was hiding something.


Veronica was making her way to her third period class after lunch when she was yanked by her arm into the girl’s washroom. She began frantically struggling, her heart pounding against her chest. She didn't know who had just grabbed her, but as soon as she turned around she let out a breath of relief.

"Holy crap you scared me Am," Veronica laughed. "look, I've got to get to geography, so I'll see you in gym."

Veronica turned to leave but stopped short when she heard Amelia speak. "How long have you been cutting?"

Veronica froze in the spot, her hand suddenly feeling really clammy and she almost dropped her books. She held them tighter to her chest, when she felt the slip a little bit before slowly turning around.

"What are you talking about?" Fake it 'till you make it, Veronica thought. If she could play stupid long enough, maybe Amelia would drop this subject entirely.

"Veronica I'm not stupid. “Amelia seethed. Her voice was shaking as she spoke and that's when Veronica noticed that Amelia's entire body was shaking. Her eyes looked terrified with a hint of pity and guilt.

Amelia slowly rose her hand and pointed to Veronica's left wrist. "Those aren't birthmarks and you know it. I know what those are, and I want you to tell me how long that's been going on." Her voice cracked and a single tear ran down her cheek. Her hand whipped up to brush it away and she sniffled. "Why didn't you tell me, I could've helped you. You know you can tell me anything Veronica. You have to know that right."

Veronica felt her chest constrict at the sight of her friend crying. This. This wasn't what she wanted. She had worn long sleeves, bracelets, and anything possible to cover her wrist at all times, and for all of that to have been in vain severely annoyed Veronica, but right now was not the time for her to be scolding herself. Right now she needed to calm her friend, who was now rambling on about how she could've helped and how she feels guilty and horrible for being so oblivious, all of this being said between sobs.

Veronica did the only thing she could think of and dropped her books to the ground before wrapping her arms around her friend.

Immediately Amelia stopped talking. She just quietly sobbed into Veronica's shoulder, every now and then muttering that she was very sorry.

"It was once." Veronica whispered. She didn't know if Amelia had herd her or not, but she continued talking anyways. "I was fourteen, and I was having a rough time. I thought killing myself would make the pain go away."

Veronica then pulled away from her friend, placing her hands on the smaller girl's shoulders. She gave her a soft smile, hoping it would calm Amelia down some. "Amelia, I'm fine now. I'm okay and I haven't done or thought about doing it since that one time so don't worry. You know that I'd come to you for anything. If I needed to talk, I'd come straight to you without hesitation, so please don't blame yourself. This wasn't your fault."

Amelia sniffled and looked up at Veronica. "Are you sure? Cause if you need anything at all don't hesitate to ask."

"I'm sure Amelia," Veronica took her arms off of Amelia's shoulders and bent down to pick up her binder and textbook. "you don't have to do anything. Just be the best friend that you've always been and I'll be okay."

Veronica only had a few seconds to steady herself as she was pulled into another hug. Amelia squeezed her tight and whispered that she was the best friend in the world and that she loved her.

With the arm that wasn't holding the books, Veronica draped that arm over Amelia's shoulders and squeezed. "I love you too. Now, let's get to class, we're already 5 minutes late."

Amelia chuckled and let go. "Yeah we should get going."

As they walked out of the washroom and into the deserted hallway Veronica thought of something.

"Am, could you make sure not to tell Jake about this?" Veronica asked. "I don't want him worrying about this, or else he'll be monitoring me constantly." She added when Amelia sent her a questioning look.

Amelia nodded. "Yeah don't worry, this can stay between just us too. But you're going to have to tell him eventually."

Veronica sighed. "I will. Just not for a little while."

She knew that Amelia was right, but the thought of having to tell him, made her feel uneasy. She trusted Jake, but she didn't know if she was really ready to tell him just yet, and she knew he would pry more into it that she's want. He would want to know more about why she did it, and she wasn't ready to tell him -or anyone else really- about why just yet.

Stop worrying so much. A voice in the back of Veronica scolded. It was right, Veronica thought. She shouldn't be worrying about this so much. When the time was right she'd tell him, but until then, she was free to enjoy herself and enjoy spending time with her sweet, loving and carrying boyfriend.

That's when she realized that she was actually looking forward to the party. It would give her time with Jake and even if they weren't exactly alone, she could live with it. With her studying so much and getting caught up at work, she hadn't been able to spend much time with him, but this weekend would hopefully make up for it.

Veronica grinned while entering her third period classroom. She thanked god that her teacher was running late too and took her seat next to Jake.

When he heard her chair scrape across the floor, he turned fully around in his seat, a wide grin on his face. "You're late."

Veronica smiled. "Yeah, Amelia needed help with something for her art project."

"Well I'm glad you're here."

Hearing that warmed Veronica's heart. She loved how whenever she was around Jake, she felt wanted. She loved how he made her feel.

Yes, this weekend is going to be perfect.

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