Chapter 1

“Hey.” I heard a deep, husky voice behind me. I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me; I looked around, there was no one else here. My feet got glued to the floor; they didn’t turn around or move forward. I felt a hand on my shoulder, right then a shriek came out of my mouth as I jumped and started to shiver. I quickly turned around and looked into the boy’s brown eyes. I looked at the boy with terror; he looked really confused with my reaction. That’s just how I reaction whenever anyone, no whenever any guy, comes near me. I even react like this when my foster dad come near me; every time he comes near me I freak out. I can’t even talk to him properly, but now I’m getting more comfortable around him. I’m glad that he understands why I’m like that.

“Are you okay?” The same voice snapped me out of my thoughts, but this time the voice sounded confused and a little concerned.

“Y-y-yeah. I-I’m fine.” I was barely audible.

“Are you sure?” He took a step forward and I took a step backwards; he gave me a weird look. Effy control yourself, it’s nothing. Just stop worrying, stop thinking and stop getting scared because of stupid things.

I forced a smile and stopped myself from shaking. “Yeah. Sorry I was thinking about something, and you kind of scared me.” I gave him a nervous laugh.

“Oh okay.” He didn’t buy my lie, but he didn’t question any further. Thank God. I hate when people ask questions. We stood there awkwardly for like a minute before I broke the silence.

“Well, I think I should go now.” my voice came out more stable and audible. I turned around and started to walk again.

“Wait.” He ran and held my wrist, I winced with pain as his hand touch my newly cut wrist. He quickly took his hand away.

“What?”

“I was wondering if we could walk together.”

“Why? I don’t know you and you don’t know me.”

“You’re Effy, right?”

“Yeah.” He knew me?

“I’m Liam. We have English, history and lunch together.” Really? I didn’t know that. Well, I don’t exactly know who actually is in any of my classes. I usually sit there looking straight at the board or thinking, ignoring everyone around me. you might be thinking that I think about a paradise, daydream of a perfect place where I would rather be at. Well wrong, I think all the possible things that could go wrong, not like enough things didn’t already go wrong, or al the ways I could die. Yes, die. You might be wondering what the hell is wrong with me. Many things, many things are wrong with me, and one of them is that I’m suicidal, but I take medication to suppress those feelings. I’ve been much better since I started taking them.

“Oh” is all that left my lips.

“Yeah and I’ve been noticing that you’re awfully quiet. I saw you walking alone, so I thought we could walk together and I could get to know you better.”

“Well you don’t have to.”

“Have to what?” He gave me a confused look.

“Talk to me.”

“But I want to.”

“Okay.” Did he really want to talk to me or was he just being nice? He started walking, while I just stood there.

“So are you coming?” He said turning around.

“Huh? Yeah.” I walked next to him. Most of the walk was quiet and awkward. We reached school; I saw Melissa, the popular, or as I refer to as the Regina George of this school. She had fake tan, fake blonde hairs, blue eyes, unlike mines, her blue eyes were filled with cruelty and mischievous, and she wore layers of makeup. Her eyes looked at me from head to toe; she grinned.

“Liam, babe what are you doing with this dirty slut?”

Liam looked at me, waiting for my reaction. I looked into Melissa’s eyes and gave her a big smile and walked away quietly. I heard Liam behind me:

“Melissa, what the hell was that for?” I smiled at myself. He was actually saying something for me. That was really nice of him, but then all of them are nice at first. My smile quickly left my face.

I walked into math class and sat down in my seat, which was all the way in the back of the room where I would sit invisible and fade into the crowd. I sat there tapping my pencil lightly on the table, looking out the window. I wonder what would happen if I jumped out that window, we’re on the third floor; it’s pretty high from here. Would anyone scream? How would they react? I was brought out of my thoughts from the bell; finally math is over.

It’s English time. Wohoo, isn’t that going to be fun? I walked into the class room, again sitting all the way in the back. In all my classes I sat in the back.

“Effy.” I looked to the left and saw Liam two seats away from me. I smiled at him, and the teacher came in.

“Everyone sit down quietly.” Everyone became quiet.

“Okay so today…” The teacher started talking when I started to think again and didn’t pay attention to what the teacher was saying. Few minutes before class ends, the door opened and someone walked in. Everyone started to look at the kid as he walked to Ms. Gabby and handed her a piece of paper. The boy looked familiar; he looked like, like him. It couldn’t be, I’m just imagining things. I shook my head.

“Okay, we have a new kid today. This is Eric.” It was him. How? I slid a little lower in my seat, hoping he won’t see me.

“Now everyone make Eric comfortable. Eric you may sit where ever you want.” He skimmed the room and his eyes stopped on, on me. I tried to look away, but couldn’t. A smirk played on his face. I started to shiver and my palms started to become sweaty. There was terror in my eyes, in my face. I felt someone’s eyes; I turned slightly to see Liam looking at me.

“Are you okay?” He mouthed. I simply nodded, forcing a smile but failing.

Eric walked towards me and whispered in my ears,

“We meet again.” He smiled; his wasn’t just a smile, it was evil, and it was scary. I had goose bumps and started to tremble more. I wanted to cry, breakdown, but I couldn’t. My tears were fighting their way out, my throat got tighter, but I controlled it. He took the empty seat next to me.

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