Because Of The Bucket List

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

"Hey, Elle. Ready for our Algebra test?" Layla asks, once I get to my locker. She hands me a Starbucks coffee and we walk to class.

"Sort of." I tell her. I feel a little nervous, but with Jace's help, I feel more confident.

"That's good. Me too." She laughs. We take our seats and I see Jace at his desk. He's on his phone again. He glances at me for a moment and then looks away.

"Everyone put your things away and get ready to take your test." Mrs. Richardson says to the class and we do as were told.

The test goes by slowly. I remember most of what Jace told me. I feel that I did a good job. Maybe a B? I turn in my test and sit back in my seat. She grades it and when the rest of the class finishes their tests, she passes them back out with our grades circled in red. I made a 98? What? I knew I did good but not that good. Wow. I pull out my phone and see a message from Jace.

How'd you do?

98. Thanks for your help. I reply and hit send.

Well I can't stop helping yet. Good job.

I glance to him and send him a small smile. The bell rings to dismiss us.

* * * * * *

My week goes by fast and now I'm heading to another session.

"Hello Arielle." Julia greets me when I walk into her office.

"Hello Julia." I say in a sarcastic tone.

"How are you?" She questions.

"I'm fine." I reply, shortly.

"Good. How's school?" She asks.

"Fine."

"Okay small talk over. How are you sleeping?"

"Okay I guess."

"Are you still having the nightmares?"

"Yes."

"What do you see?"

"Mostly, that night." I say, remembering my dreams.

It's dark. I can hear him yelling and cursing my name. My wounds are bleeding non-stop. I taste the blood from the gashes on my lips. I'm starving. He hasn't fed me in what feels like three days.

"Arielle?" Julia says with concern, making me jump out of my thoughts.

"No. I...I'm done." I stutter and run out. I can't do this. It hurts too much. The tears stream down my face. I try to clear my eyes and make my way out of the building. I run into what feels like a wall. It's a person.

'"I...I'm sorry." I stutter and look up to see...Jace! Oh my God! I push past him and run to my car.

I sit in my car and let my tears flow freely. I haven't cried like this in so long. I'm usually not this weak. I hate Jace just seen me crying. What will he think? I'm running out of a therapist office crying? Wait. Why was he there? Does he see a therapist too?

I wipe my eyes and try to clear my head. I start my car and drive home.