My mind drew a blank, yesterday.
Yesterday had been full of mistakes, problems, and life changing moments.
I shook my head, walking over to Joe.
I crossed my arms over my chest, remembering how rude he had been to me.
Come on, lets start, he said grabbing my hand and leading me over to the gym equipment.
I pulled my hand away, I can get there myself, I murmured.
He sighed, popping his headphones back into his ears.
Joe was acting differently, but how would I know what was normal and what wasnt.
I barely met him yesterday.
Reality sunk into me as I placed my hands to my chest, feeling my gently wrapped bandages.
Hey, Joe called out to me, his tone of voice changing, we need to start.
I glared at him as he tossed his I-pod at me, leave that there, he instructed.
I rolled my eyes, placing his I-pod down on the bleachers.
We lined up at the start, ready to run.
I sighed, biting my lip, I had to do this if I didnt want anyone finding out.
Bending down, to reassure my ankle was fine, I could feel Joe staring at me.
Had he found out?
I shook my head, standing up slowly.
On your mark, get set, my teacher paused, GO!
I took off, obviously behind everyone else.
My ankle ached as I ran faster and faster, my breathing becoming hard.
My heart was pounding making me close my eyes.
Scenes from what had happened yesterday were roaming my mind.
The group of guys.
Yesterday, full of misfortunate events.
Joe. My mother. Those guys. & That one guy who helped.
There was this feeling inside of me, telling me that these things were connected.
This voice, speaking to me, reminding me of what had happened.
I could hear it whisper.
Not letting me forget, bringing back the fear, the pain.
It was driving me insane, I continued running, trying to block out the voice.
Please.please stop, I whispered.
Before I knew it a rush of pain hit me, my vision went to a blur, and all I could do now was listen.
Demi?, someone called, footsteps following behind.
Demi?, they said again, a voice so familiar, so warm, so caring, unlike the one Ive been hearing.
I wanted to say something, I wanted to move, but I couldnt.
I felt weak, frail, powerless.
Is she alright?, another voice called.
My body felt stiff, cold, the voices were beginning to fade.
It was like another world, I felt free.
My vision flashed, and I was being carried, someones arms, cradling me.
A bright light shining in my eyes, I squinted, looking down.
I leaned my head into their chest, hearing their heartbeat.
I rocked p and down as the person ran, their heart pounding.
I looked down at Demi, she was murmuring, moving around.
My legs moved faster as her movements stopped, making me worry.
For someone I really didnt get along with I sure seemed to care for.
I clutched her closer to my chest as I ran across the building, Selena and Miley following behind me.
Faster Joe, Selena hollered.
I began to pick up my pace, Demis warmth was fading away.
Making my way into the nurses office, I placed her onto the bed.
The nurse turned towards me, whats wrong Hun?
I shook my head, looking down, she collapsed.
She looked up, Collapsed?
I nodded, gesturing to Demi on the bed.
She walked over to Demi, placing her hand on Demis cheek.
Oh my, I heard her whisper.
I walked towards them, my hands in my pockets, is she going to be alright?, I asked peering through.
She looked up at me, I need your help, she said walking over to her table.
With what?, I replied, looking down at Demi.
Take her shirt off, she called looking into one of her cabinets.
My eyes widen, couldnt you do that!?
She shook her head, if you really cared about her you would do what I say.
I turned back to Demi, debating whether or not I should help out.
I sighed, sitting Demi up, I guess I do care after all.