"What am I going to do? I can't tell anyone about this. He'll kill us!!" I say getting up and walking frantically around the girls bathroom, blurting out random questions.
"We'll figure something out. But first you need to calm down. Stressing out isn't good for the baby." Wes says getting up and saying the words I need to hear in a calm voice.
How can he be so calm at a time like this? He was just beaten, bruised and forced to watch us a month ago. Again, how is he so calm?!? Oh, okay. I see his point now. Yeah, I do need to calm down, even though all I want to do right now is scream!
I turn around, face him and take a deep relaxing breath, which calms down my heartbeat and nerves.
"Well, what should we do first Wes?"
"The first thing is, you need to go to a doctor and see if your really pregnant. Sometimes the test can be a false positive" Wes answers back while grabbing a small tissue bag from his backpack and giving it to me.
"Okay. I'll just tell my mom that I need a checkup and then when we're alone, I'll tell her the real reason why. That way she can help me out."
"Good, but are you sure you want to risk it? Your mom could get hurt, or worse killed of you tell her."
"I think she can handle it. She hasn't said or talked to Mr. Bailey since the incident. And if he were to do something, he would've done something by now."
"True, but - "
"No, buts. I'm telling her. I am not going to let Mr. Bailey win this war. I'm tired of being weak. I want to do this."
"Okay then. And I will be here for you every step of the way." Wes replies while slowly wrapping his arms around me. At first he tries to remove them, but I did the unexpected and wrapped my arms around him burying my face into his chest letting the tears fall where they may.
"T-thank you Wes" I reply stuttering out while still having my head buried into him.
I literally don't know what I would do without him. He barely knows me, but yet it feels like I have known him for years. I am so glad that I have him in my life. I don't know what I would do without him.
"Your welcome" he says slowly stroking my back making me feel a bit more calm.
We release each other from the hug and before we could say anything, we hear the bell ring for what seems like an eternity.
"Shall we get out of here and go get some Ice cream?" Wes asks me while picking up both of our backpacks.
"Y-Yeah. Let's go!" I reply. stuttering a bit while grabbing my backpack from his hands and tossing it around my shoulder.
"Okay then. Let's go" he says while wrapping his arm around my neck and we head out of the bathroom to face the world and my problems.
We arrive at the Ice Cream Palace and get in line to order some ice cream. Hmm, I am definitely craving some raspberry sherbet even though I don't like that flavor. Guess, that is what the baby is craving. Almost forgot that I am going to be eating for two.
"So do you know what you're getting?" Wes asks, facing me with a half smile on his face.
"Uh, apparently Raspberry Sherbet Ice Cream" I reply back while gently rubbing my stomach. Wes glances at my stomach and then back to me.
"Awh, I see. I guess we better give it what it wants" he replies with a small laughter in his voice.
"Yeah, we should. Heh." I reply back with a huff of laughter. I stop and slowly look down at my shoes remembering that this flavor of Ice Cream was Mr. Bailey's favorite.
***
"Hurry, they're going to run out of your favorite ice cream dad!" I hear Farrah scream, while she literally jumps out of the slowly moving, parked car and into the ice cream palace.
"Farrah!!! Don't do that again! You can't scare me like that I am not as young as I used to be" I hear Mr. Bailey screams out while parking the car and heading out to chase after Farrah.
"Sorry Dad" Farrah says apologetically and gives her a dad a hug.
"It's okay. Just don't do it again."
"I promise."
All three of us head inside to the Ice Cream Palace and get in line to get ice cream. Luckily, we were the first ones in line. We rush up to the counter and order our ice cream.
"I would like a Cookie Dough Ice Cream" Farrah orders and then goes to take a seat at one of the high chaired seats just a few feet away from the counter.
"I would like Cookies And Cream ice cream please" I tell the person who is taking our order.
"Good choice Kinsley" I hear Mr. Bailey say while slowly rubbing his hand on my back, slowly. I move to the side and then rush over to join Farrah in the next across from here. Whatever just happened, I hope he doesn't do it again. That was way to weird and uncomfortable. But before I headed over there, I heard him order his favorite ice cream.
"..I'd like my specialty. Raspberry Ice Cream please."
We all get our ice cream and we enjoy our afternoon together. Of course I am sitting in between the father and daughter. Farrah tells us about her Science project and about how it exploded all over the teacher and other students. But before I could respond I felt a warm hand rest on my thigh. I look down and see that it was Mr. Bailey's hand. I look back up and glance at him. He knows what he is doing but is pretending that nothing is happening. I try to ignore it, but his hand kept moving up to the point where I slip off of my chair and head to the bathroom.
"Sorry for interrupting Farrah, but I need to go to the restroom. Be back in a few. Okay?" I say while heading to the bathroom quickly, but not too quickly so that it does not seem suspicious.
I arrive to the bathroom and lock myself in one of the stalls. I sit down and try to take some deep calming breaths. This is getting out of hand, I need to breath. I can't have an anxiety attack here. Not right now! I get up and then sit down on the cool hard tiles and wrap my arms around my legs, taking a couple of slow deep breaths. Once I feel my heart slowly going back to its regular pace, I get out of the stall and go to one of the sinks to see a girl standing there, washing her hands.
"You okay miss?" she asks me.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine" I lie to her. I am not fine!
"You look like you were about to have an anxiety attack. You are definitely not fine. I am here if you want to talk about it" she replies, looking at me with a look of concern on her face.
"You sure you want to know?" I reply back to her.
"Of course. Whatever you tell me, it will be our little secret. I promise" she replies while showing her hand, gesturing me that I should shake it as a promise to that whatever we say right now will never be told by anyone else.
I shake her hand and we both sit down on the cold hard tile and I tell her everything that happened to when we ordered and to when we were talking and then to when I showed up into the bathroom stall. She sits there and listens to me and nods a few times. She was actually a good listener, I barely know her and yet I am telling her something very personal that just happened a few minutes ago.
"...And that is why I was taking deep breaths in the bathroom stall" I finish saying while getting back up, helping this girl up back to her feet.
"I see. If I were in this situation, I would tell my parents about this so that they can do something about it. Tell your best friend as well. She deserves to know. Also, here is some advice that you should know, Don't let him win. Be strong and fight back. You are a lot stronger than he is. Okay?" she says while giving me a hug and then slowly releases from the hug and head out of the bathroom.
But before she left I scream out, "Thanks. Oh wait, what is your name?" and this answer was the other thing that I will never, forget.
"The name is Serenity. Serenity Rose." she replies back, slowly walking out of the bathroom and disappearing out of my life.
Two weeks later, I grabbed the mail and found a newspaper article with her face on it. And I was shocked to see what had happened. "Serenity Rose Lockwood, passed away at 19 years old yesterday at 8:31 am. Cancer." I read the rest of the article and and before I knew it, I fall down to my knees and cry. Tears pouring out like nobody is watching. I can't believe that she is gone. I barely knew her and now she is gone, out of existence. I grab the newspaper and hide the article in my closet.
A few days later I got to skip school to go to her funeral. She was a sweet girl who did not deserve this. She was ripped apart from this world too soon. I paid my respects and gave her parents hugs and they talk about the amazing memories they made with her.
"And she helped me with a problem and she barely knew me." I tell her parents.
"That is our Serenity. Always helping out strangers" her mother tells me.
"Yeah. It is" I reply back while looking down and smiling, letting a few tears fall down my face.
...yeah. It was.
***
I feel someone tap on my shoulder, waking me from my daydream. I look to see that it was Wes.
"You okay Kinsley?" he asks me.
"Yeah, I'm okay" I say letting a small smile form on my face.
"Awh, Okay. Well were next, you ready to order?" he says while walking up to the counter.
"Yeah.." I reply while walking up to the counter and ordering the ice cream that has been stuck in my head for awhile now.
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