Finding A Way Out

Chapter 7

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¤MICHELLE¤

I didn't think it was possible for one person to hold so much sadness. Everything seemed like it was crumbling down around me, suffocating me.

My friends. My own friends abandoned me and I never felt so alone in my life since my parents died. Even Shelly hasn't talked to me. She hasn't said a word since everything happened in the cafeteria. It was like an eerie silence that seemed to echo like a tunnel taunting me. The whispering in the cafeteria followed me as I was carried out of the cafeteria weeping.

All the tears I shed seemed to have an effect on my body as I found myself in half consciousness. I fought to stay conscious because I didn't know who was carrying me or where I was being carried but the sadness in my heart helped pull me under as everything faded into nothingness.

¤MICHEAL¤

Brushing past her, I walked out the cafeteria. I don't care what anybody says about guys crying being weak. I can't help as some tears fell out. Nobody has no idea how hard it was to walk away from that girl. That girl was my best bud and I loved her to no end. To be honest, I don't even know why I walked away from her. Yeah she lied to us but maybe it was for a reason. I mean we're best friends. She tells me everything so there has to be a reason why she wouldn't tell me.

When Aubrey told me that she lied about seeing James, yeah I was hurt she didn't tell me but I didn't believe it all that much. Her and James never talk. I don't even think he knows she exists. So why would someone tell Aubrey that?

¤MICHELLE¤

Waking up, I couldn't open my eyes. They seemed sealed shut and tired. My eyes burned and felt swollen.

Slowly I opened my eyes to see I was in an unknown room. I was laying in a queen size bed with dark blue sheets under me. There was a dark wood dresser to my left and a small nightstand to my right, the same color as the dresser. On top was a small lamp, the lamp shade a light purple. Sitting up I noticed two doors. One on the right wall and one ahead of me. There was also a medium sized bookcase on the far left wall that was light wood. How in the heck did I get here? And where exactly is 'here'?

Then memories of what happened in the cafeteria flashed through my head. Oh yeah, my friends abandoned me. How can I forget.

Tears blurred my vision as the pain I felt in the cafeteria rushed through me. It was so unbearable that I gasped in pain. I don't even understand where it all went wrong. Where my life became an empty hole again. That rumor. That stupid rumor they told Aubrey. I knew that rumor was no good but I never thought I would lose all my friends over it. The tears finally spilled and I bent my legs and wrapped my arms around them, hugging myself. It hurt that one rumor ruined all my friendships. Even my best friend Micheal left me. That hurt. Out of all my friends leaving me, Micheal scarred my heart the most.

A creak was heard and I snapped my head up from my knees and looked to see the door on the right wall opening. In walked James and my eyes went as wide as saucers. What the hell is he doing here? Blurred images filled my head and I faintly remember being carried out of the cafeteria. I didn't know who carried me but I guess I know now. But why would James carry me out and save me from my embarrassment? Why would he care enough to do that?

Letting out a shaky breath, "What am I doing here?"

He doesn't answer but when he turned fully to me, I noticed he was carrying a tray of food and that's when the delicious aroma of macaroni and steak filled my nose. "I figured you'd be hungry so I brought you food", he said with a smile as he walked up to the bed, placing the tray on my lap. I stared up at him in shock. That's sweet. I mumbled a thank you and dug in as I realized just how hungry I was. But who wouldn't be when I didn't get to eat and who knew what time it was. My eyebrows furrowed, what time is it?

I looked around the room and saw a clock on top of the door on the wall in front of me. The little hand was in the middle of the numbers six and seven and the large hand close to the eight. 6:38. Holy shit.

My eyes once again went wide. Today was Wednesday, one of the days my step father has as a day off and I knew I would get it when I got home. Taking the tray off my lap and laying it on the nightstand, I got up and turned to James to thank him but stopped in my tracks when I saw him with a frown. Why does he seem sad that I'm leaving? "I'm sorry, but it's late and I have to get home", I said apologetically. I didn't know why I felt compelled to explain but I did anyways. I mean it's not like he'll care.

His frown turned upwards into a small smirk before he stood up. Slowly he started walking towards me and I found myself stumbling backwards putting as much distance as I can between us. My heart was hammering inside my chest. Of course my back hit a wall. I looked left then right and saw the door James had came through and just as I was going to reach for the door handle, his hands came in either side of my head trapping me there, pinned against the wall. What the hell is he doing!? I screamed in my head. He leaned forward and as his warm breath fanned over my face, I sucked in a sharp breath. "You are so beautiful", he whispered, his breath tickling my lips. He closed the little distance between our lips and his warm soft lips touched mine in a gentle yet loving kiss.

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