Back To You

6

TW- self harm references

R E E C E
J O H N S O N

"I would really appreciate it if you would not yell at me all morning" I slam the door of my truck and lock it. Haley rolls her eyes at me and turns away, her blonde ponytail swishing around. She begins to storm off but stops when she realises I'm not following her.

"Are you not going to ask my why I'm upset?!"

"I think I have sort of an idea as you were yelling at me the whole journey from your house to school" I tell her and she rolls her eyes again "found a brain back there?"

"I always knew you would leave me for her" it's way to early in the morning for me to be dealing with her bullshit. But I'll suck it up because otherwise she won't ever shut up.

"Leave you? Haley, we're not dating. How many times do I have to tell you?" I pass her and leave her in parking lot to finish her toddler tantrum by herself. I have a six year old sister who's more mature than her.

Strolling into school late has become a regular occurrence for me. But it makes life a little easier because the halls are empty and I slowly make my way to my class.

After making my way up the stairs, I walk into the classroom and everyone turns to me. "Reece your late" the teacher tells me "again" he adds.

"Sorry about that" I sincerely apologise and then take a seat next to Lexi who's not looking so happy, she stares down at her hands in her lap. She's probably still in shock from the attack of the paps she had yesterday. They had no care in the world about her, they just wanted to take pictures of her and didn't care they were scaring her and Loki.

I'm guessing the teacher instructed everyone to start writing something because everyone is either typing or writing, turning my behind behind me I spot Marcus "what are we doing?" I mouth to him and he shrugs his shoulders.

I hear the noise of the teachers chair scrape against the floor and his footsteps echoing as he walks around the tables checking everyone is working.

Lexi continues writing as he slowly walks up, I notice her hoodie sleeve rise up a little showing straight cuts on her arm. She doesn't realise. I quickly but gently tug down the cuff of her hoodie so the teacher doesn't see as he approaches our table.

I hear Lexi wince and her breathing hitches as she looks at me. She drops her right arm into her lap and continues writing in her workbook. The teacher approaches us he looks at Lexi's work and then turns me.
Rolling his eyes he walks away.

Looking back at Lexi her eyes are glossy as she ignores me and continues working.
Shit.
She's relapsed.

I spend the rest of the lesson taking a nap as I did not get any sleep last night. When the bell goes I stand up and realise that Lexi has also ready disappeared out the room. I quickly make my way out and look around for her in the halls.

I spot her big grey eyes looking at me, walking towards her, she quickly disappears around the corner. After catching up with her I pull her into a random supply closet.

"If your going to lecture me, I won't liste-" i cut her off my bringing her to my chest. One of my hands cradle her head and the other rests on her back, Lexi slowly wraps her arms around my torso. I hear her sniffle as she presses her cheek against my chest.