I walked through the front doors of my school, bracing myself for what I could possibly face. I was expecting everyone to know by now and to have them whisper about me, to point and laugh, and to create untrue rumors. But, that wasn't the case at all....they didn't know. I watched everyone and they seemed to do their day to day thing. Getting their stuff from their lockers, running through the hallways, chatting with their friends...the usual. That's when I saw him.
Kevin was talking to a girl who was leaning against a locker, looking up at him like she was in a daze or something. Only if she knew what evil laid underneath that deceitful smile. Anger bubbled up inside of me and it took control of me. Before I could know what I was doing, I stormed my way over to him. The girl saw me before he did, and boy did she know I was pissed. I saw her leave even before I was two feet away from Kevin and he soon turned and was facing me.
I pulled my hands back and I slammed them into his chest, knocking him to the ground. I could tell he was caught off guard, but this gave me the upper hand in the situation. "You bastard! You used me! YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME!" I yelled. He stood up, looked up at me, and then to everyone looking at us. He held his hands up in front of himself, defensively. "Chloe, no not here-" I cut him off with a punch to his face. I stared at him with my eyes wide open.
What did I just do? What has gotten into me. This isn't me. Oh God, but did it feel good. My anger soon vanished as I saw the blood escaping from his lip. I felt pleasure knowing I did this and I sure as hell hope he knows he fucked up, majorly. He brought his hand up to his mouth and he wiped the blood away. I felt pain shoot up from my hand and I looked down and saw my knuckles already turning purple. I think I broke one of them or else I just bruise quickly. I looked back up at him and I glared at him with all the evil I could.
"Chloe...what are you doing?"
I turned and saw Lindsay and everyone else staring at me, horrified. I opened my mouth to say something but my voice cracked even before I could. My heart began to beat fast and I couldn't find my breath. I ran past everyone and out the doors. I needed to be anywhere but here. I can't deal with this. I need to leave.
I ran and ran and ran until I could run no more. I found myself at the town park and I sat down on one of the swings at the swing set. I saw mothers with their children, smiling and laughing, while they played. They seemed...happy.
My phone began to buzz and I looked to see who it was. Joey. My heart dropped as I knew I was going to be pressed for information. I gulped and pressed accept.
Joey: Chloe! What the hell happened! One of your friends called me telling me what happened. Are you crazy? Are you trying to get yourself hurt? You won't even talk to me and you won't even answer my calls! What the hell! Is there something going on? You need to tell me Chloe!
With every word, stabs of pain entered my heart. I stood up and walked over to a private corner so nobody could hear our conversation. My response to him wasn't truthful but I didn't care. I would do anything just to get him from finding out what Kevin did to me.
Me: I am fine. Honestly, the entire thing was stupid and I had this fight with someone. Fights happen all the time. You don't need to worry at all. And I'm sorry I'm not replying to your calls, okay? I will do my best to try and call you back when you do.
I did my best to keep my cool and to keep myself from bursting into tears. I held in my true emotions and It killed having to lie to the person I cared most about.
Joey: Baby, just because I'm not there doesn't mean you have to become an animal. He laughed a little while saying this and I felt a sense of relief. But you should really calm down before you get into some serious trouble... I don't want you getting hurt.
We talked a little longer and soon said our goodbyes. I wasn't really paying attention though, the pain in my hand had taken over my mind and it hurt to move.
I have to get home...
I left the park and I began to head home with the painful reminder in my hand of what happened today.