VIOLET'S AFFAIR (TEEN FICTION)

CHAPTER 11

VIOLET’S POV

Last night I slept quite late. I decided to read the scriptures before I finally prayed for Noah to get a new job. I also partly felt bad because teacher Evans was leaving but what other choice did I have, he needed to be there for his wife now that they are expecting a baby.

I loved reading so I decided to start reading this new book when I finally slept.

As usual, my alarm went off at exactly 6:00am in the morning. I took out my phone, not to go through i********: or anything but to read my Bible. I had downloaded the app and it is on my phone.

After a brief moment of going through the verse of the day, I started praying. I prayed for Noah, I have to, this is also a way of showing him that I love him. If you love someone, you pray for them.

After I was done, I made my da. By doing this, it made me feel productive in the morning. Being a school day, I went to brush my teeth before I took a shower. I had texted Noah before stepping into the bathroom. I was happy that he had replied to me by the time I was coming out of the bathroom.

The right one will always be there for you when you need them. Trust me when I tell you this.

I was failing him by not dressing up the way he wanted me too. But at this point in time, I am not going to blame myself. On the contrary, i am happy that I am doing this to void putting myself in a vulnerable position so that I can be bullied.

Wearing a baggy jeans and a white t-shirt, I was good to go. I wore converse with my ankle socks before I joined my mother downstairs. She had already cooked breakfast for me. I greeted her before taking the empty seat at the dining table to have my breakfast.

“How are things going on in school? This is your final year. Make your mother proud as usual,” My mother was simply telling me to work hard so that I can have good grades that will make me join a good University and so forth.

She was right. I have to make her proud. She is the only one who has always been there for me ever since my dad left us. I love her so much and I am happy that she is sacrificing all that for me.

“Mr. Evans is leaving the school,” My mum knew him so I figured that I should tell her now that she was driving me to school and we needed to talk about something so that it would not be awkward.

“What!” She was shocked just as the way I was shocked when I first heard of the news.

“I know, I was shocked too. But he had to leave, the wife is almost giving birth and he has to be there for that to happen,” I realized that my mum had frowned when I gave her the details and that is when I stopped talking.

My dad abandoned her and therefore hearing that there are some good men who can be so caring yet my dad was neither of that hurt her a lot.

“Mum, you have to move on, you will find a good guy who will treat you like the queen you are” I said after we got to school. For the rest of the time that we had been in the car, we had been silent. Each of us was deeply lost in thought.

My mum harbored a lot of resentment thanks to what my dad did to her and I just wanted her to stop holding all that in her chest. She should simply let go and focus on her life once again. It should be easy. It has been years for Christ sake.

“You are too young to understand,” That is all my mother said before the bell rang.

Even though I wanted to ask her what that is all about, I had to go to class.

“You will be fine baby,” My mum shouted as I started walking away.

“Pardon?” I turned to look at her as I twitched my eyebrows.

“You are good in math, you will be fine even without Mr. Evans because you are a very serious student,” She pointed out.

“Thanks mum,” I hushed as I quickened my pace to go to class.

For the first time in years, I felt safe walking in this hallways. People were not standing in their lockers. I was a bit late and thus they were already in class. I had an easy time getting to my locker and fishing my literature book from my locker.

Taking a deep breath I wanted to walk to class but my hand was held and I was dragged from behind.

“What the heck!” I was shocked to see Rachel holding my hand.

“What is wrong with you, please leave me alone,” I said in a low voice because I was already tired of the drama.

“I wanted us to talk,” She mumbled in a lower voice and this was so weird. Rachel is the arrogant type and I know this is one of her many pranks.

“Talk about what, I don’t want to talk to you okay, just leave me alone,” I defended myself following the advice that Mrs. Dorothy had given to me.

“Rachel, just let me have peace for once in my life,” I really meant it.

“I don’t have peace okay. I have scars and that is why I have been bullying you. I am not confident but you are. I have fake friends,” She started saying this as tears formed at the slit ends of her eyes and I knew for a fact that she was telling me the truth.

“Really?” I was being convinced with what she was telling me.

“Yes, I am lonely. When I am home, all I do is cry because I am just a depressed teen. I don’t know what to do Violet. Please, I want to talk to someone because if I keep all this in my chest, I might end up killing myself yet I don’t want to die now. I am still young. Please help me out,” She started crying and since I was the girl with the softest heart, I pulled her to a tight hug.

“Let us go and talk then, I am sorry that you are going through that alone,” I was sorry for her. I am a good person. Even after the hell she put me through in this very school. I still cared for her.

Hurting me is not enough reason for her to die. She deserves better than that.

“Where are you taking me?” She asked me as we walked to the student counsellor’s office.

“To the student counsellor. You can tell her anything. She is going to help you. She has been trained to help us in this situations that we are in,” I tried to explain to her but she stopped walking.

“I want to talk to you, not her. Please,” She scoffed.

“Why?” I started feeling like it was a trap. What if she wants to hurt me when we are all alone? I can’t trust her.

“If you don’t want to then I understand, I will just kill myself. I hope this will make you happy,” She sighted.

“Of course not, come, let us talk,” I pulled her to the nearest bathroom before she changed her mind.

“So what is it, talk to me,” We sat on an empty bench at the washroom and that is when I knew that this is the worst decision I have ever made in my life.

Rachel started laughing and I knew it was a prank. Kylie come from one of the toilets and pulled me inside before they all locked the door as they were laughing.

My heart was racing and knowing that I have been bullied again made me feel bad and weak on my knees.

I started knocking on the door so that they will let me go but they just laughed before walking away.

Why does this have to happen to me?