No Strings Attached (SUSPENDED)

Chapter 11

I didn't go to school the next day, or the rest of that week. I stayed at the hospital with Oliver. I'm not sure if I genuinely wanted to stay or if it was just an excuse to avoid Madison. I stayed anyway, the police questioned Oliver and I the day after the operation but Carter was still asleep when they arrived so they said they'd return the next day, which they did and thankfully, to everyone's relief, Carter had woke up early that morning and was eating small portions of food. The McAlister's were an emotional wreck that morning.  I didn't go into Carter's room that whole week out of fear that he still hates me as much as he did the first time we met, or even more after I emotionally blackmailed him to stay awake.

A week later and I still haven't seen Carter. Oliver has been texting me every night, updating me on Carter's health. He says that Carter should be allowed to go home in a few days but he won't open up to anyone about what happened. I don't tell Oliver what Carter said to me when he was bleeding to death on the floor, it's not my place and I promised I'd keep quiet. I feel terrible for not telling anyone but after Madison betrayed my trust I refuse to betray Carter's.

Today is the day I have to go back to school. After telling my mom about what happened via text, telling her that Oliver is a 'friend from school', she agreed to let me take the week off and help my 'friend'. But I have to go this week, which sucks. No more preventing the inevitable.

As I'm about to enter the school I tell Oliver that I'll talk to him later before turning my phone off and placing it in my pocket.

"Texting your booty call?" Katrina snarls at me, making sure to barge me as she walks past. I try not to snort. You have no idea.

Surprisingly that's all Kat does before leaving me alone. I frown, instantly suspicious. It's not like her not to make me feel like shit. I walk into the school carefully, just waiting for something to drop on my head. Nothing, everybody is acting normal. I just shrug it off and go to my locker, I put my combination in and open my locker to get my books when things start falling to the floor. I look in my locker to find condoms. Loads and loads of condoms.

"Someone's getting busy," I hear a voice taunt behind me. I take a deep breath to stop myself from hitting the bitch. My patience is thinning and fast. I turn around to face her, crossing my arms and waiting for her to finish her abuse so I can get on with my day.

"Where was you last week whore? Slutting it up with some new boys?" She smirks. It takes everything in me not to roll my eyes, I don't want a repeat of last time I got too brave.

"How about you leave her alone?" I turn my head to see Madison, glaring at Katrina. Kat laughs manically.

"How about you butt out, bitch," She snarls at Maddie. I narrow my eyes at her, I might not trust her anymore but nobody calls Madison a bitch but me.

"How about," I start, taking a step closer to Kat. "You get a fucking life and stop putting people down to make yourself feel better..." I go to continue when I'm slapped across the face for the second week in a row and pushed to the floor.

"Pipe down, slut." The small crowd that had formed ooo'ed.

I do as I'm told, the temporary braveness wearing off. I look in the direction of Madison only to see she's not there anymore. Some help she was.

Katrina stalked up to me, before bending down and pointing a finger in my face.

"Talk to me like that again, and I'll fucking kill you, slut," with that she pulls my braid hard and struts away. The crowd dispersing after she left.

I hate school.

*****

By the time lunch rolls around I'm ready to kill someone. All anyone had done all day was stare at me and whisper. Am I really that interesting?

I sit at my usual table at the back of the cafeteria; away from everyone. Madison would usually spend lunch with me, but now she sits at the cheerleader table in the centre of the room, leaving me to eat lunch alone.

I decide to do some homework as I'm eating to pass the time. As I'm half way through my PB&J sandwich someone approaches me. I look up expecting it to be Madison but instead of Madison I find Jackson Davis, the school's quarterback, smirking down at me. The smirk is a cruel one so I brace myself for what's about to happen.

"Hey, Alex," he purrs, sitting down in front of me without asking. I lift the corners of my lips in an attempted smile which no doubt ended up looking like a grimace.

"I heard what happened at your locker earlier," he starts and I frown at him as he continues. "Want to use a couple of those condoms with me?" A smirk darkens his face as he winks at me.
 
"I would but they're extra large and I don't think that would fit you." Is what I should have said. Instead I kept quiet and my face went up in embarrassed flames. Talk about betrayal, body.

Jackson laughs at me before walking away, probably to make fun of me with his friends. I sigh and finish my food before packing up and heading to class early.

The rest of the school day consists of glares, pushing and rumours about Carter. Some say that he's left to join the Russian Mafia, others say that he's in prison for murder or he has been sent to a delinquent camp. All pathetic theories really; just as pathetic as they are themselves.

As soon as I get home I text Oliver.

Me: Hey! School's finished, how's Carter?
Oli: Finally! He's fine but he wants to see you to thank you for saving him.
Me: Okay, when should I come to the hospital?  I send after a moment of thinking about it.

Oli: Whenever you're ready.
Me: I'll leave now.
Oli: See you soon, sweetheart. x

I throw my phone in my bag before grabbing my keys and leaving for the hospital.

A/N:
I have terrible writers block so I apologise for the crappy chapter. Updates are going to be slower than usual from now on because I'm going back to school Tuesday. I hope you all stick with me!

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