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Character;

Tianna.

*

I couldn't believe my eyes but no doubt it was real.

I couldn't meet up to his gaze, I could tell the type of thoughts running in his mind.

I snatched the phone from him and deleted the video immediately before yanking my bag off the table and and running out as fast as possible.

Out of his house, straight to my car.

I got in and drove ad fast as possible, faster than I'd ever driven before, like I was running away from reality. Uncontrollable tears already  streaming down my cheeks.

My sight was getting blurry as my hands clenched tightly to the steering wheel. I know it is risky driving with disturbed vision at such high speed.

But I could care less...

Death seemed like a better option...

The guilt is damn haunting me.

I parked roughly in the driveway before rushing out of the car and running towards the door. I pushed it open and got in.

A few steps in the sitting room, I could notice my family in the dining in the dining room.

He was there.

All their gazes locked towards me, each of them holding the same emotion.

Concern.

I ignored all of them and found my way up the stairs, straight to my room.

"Stella! Stella!" I heard someone calling from downstairs but it was too late.

I got into my room, locked myself and drowned myself in tears.

*

It was a Saturday, I was lying face down on my bed. That's how it'd been since Thursday.

I didn't talk to anyone though I kept on hearing knocks on my door. My phone was switched off and completely far away from me, I'd also ditched school on Friday.

The fact that someone knows was killing me slowly.

Who could it be?

How did the person find out?

What if the video had gone viral and everyone knows?!

What if my mom and sisters already knows?!

Different uncontrollable thoughts repeatedly roaming in my head.

I couldn't get myself to show myself to the world.

I buried my head in my pillow as a fresh set tears started running out of my eyes.

I just couldn't take it.

"Please open up," I heard a faint voice from the other side of the door.

I ignored it...as always.

"I'm your mom! I deserve to know what's going on! You're scaring me! Please!" She pleaded.

"Just leave me alone! I don't wanna talk to you! Just leave!" I screamed at the top of my voice.

Few seconds past and I didn't hear a word from her again. I guess she'd gone.

I sat up from my bed before I heard a faint knock.

"Stella," came another farmiliar faint voice.

"Stallion....please can we talk?" Kelly persuaded.

I could feel a faint smile draw on my lips for once in almost a week. Sometimes she calls me Stallion to remind me how strong I can be.

She's the only one that calls me that so it makes it special.

I dragged myself out of the bed and walked slowly towards the door.

I was so damn weak.

Immediately I opened the door, the tempting aroma of fried chicken, chips and ketchup swam through my nostrils. My mouth began to water and it reminded me that I hadn't had anything to eat or drink for two days.

She walked in and dropped the tray of food on the side table.

"You're a mess," she complained though she had a very concerned look on her face.

It wasn't my fault either, I had not showered or changed for nearly two days.

"I know," I replied, sitting down on the bed.

"I'm sure you're hungry, I brought something for you to eat," she said while dropping the side table that had the food on top of it infront of me.

"It smells really good," I complimented.

"You should have a taste...it's more than good...dad prepared it himself."

Dad?!

So he was still here? I thought it was just for ONE dinner!

"He's really worried about you," she said, probably noticing how tensed up I'd become.

"We're all worried about you," she continued.

I poured in a glass of water from the bottle and gulped down a glass of water immediately.

It felt so...refreshing.

I threw one of the chips into my mouth, it was nice, crispy, spicy...it was perfect.

Maybe, it's because I'm so damn hungry. I mean everything tastes better when someone is hungry.

In a matter of seconds. I had gobbled down everything on the plate while Kelly just stared at me in awe. I always complained about her bad eating habits so I'm sure she would be surprised to see me eat like an animal.

"You know...." She started, getting my attention.

"I'm just so glad you're here...sitting right here beside me....eating so commitedly," she continued.

What does she mean? Is she trying to be sarcastic?

"Do you know how glad mom was when you yelled at her earlier?"

"Glad?" I asked in awe, she was meant to be everything but glad.

"We were all glad Stella...you weren't responding and at a point we started having wild thoughts...at a point we thought you'd committed sucide....we thought you were perhaps...gone," Kelly said, staring down to her jeans and fondling with her hands.

Wow, was it really that bad?

"What's wrong?" Kelly asked.

"Nothing," I replied, even if I know my behavior says otherwise.

I just couldn't say anything, it was eating me up inside but I couldn't just let any other person know. Atleast I have a feeling that no one else knows about it....yet.

"You're lying."

"I'm fine," I said, feigning a smile, trying to assure her, trying to assure myself...

*

I went to school as early as I could on Monday morning for a few reasons. I'm trying to reassure my family that I'm totally fine and my behavior last weekend was just a result of 'that time of a month' and it was just a mere mood swing. I also left earlier because 'he' was home and I didn't want to see his filthy face.

I was also scared for the fact that someone in this school already knows one of my deepest secrets and a perfect evidence to go with it. Walking into school when a whole lot of people were already clustered around didn't sound like a good idea.

Who could it be?

That's a question I've asked myself for over a hundredth time but I had no answer to it. No one was in the bathroom at that point and there wasn't any security camera there either.

The sound from one of the toilet stalls.

I grasped at the thought of it.

Someone was definitely there.

Someone had witnessed all that had happened and even got it on video?

I was already sitted on my seat. It was still early so only a few students were in class.

I felt so uneasy, sitting on the chair, my mind was racing, my heart was beating fast, my hand was fumbling nervously with my pen.

"Hey, Stella," someone called out from beside me.

I cringed at the familiarity of the greeting.

I looked up to see who just called me...

Cheryl?

"How are you doing?"

I was shocked by the sudden courage and gesture.

"No... don't look at me like that," she started.

"I just wonder how you cope with all that guilt...."

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