Girl Enchanted (Book 2 of The Girl Trilogy) (18 page)

“
Just leave me alone. You
dug your own grave. Live in it, freak.” I grabbed my books out of
my locker. “Leave me alone,” I cried as I started to run
away.

But, he chased after me through the empty
quad. I just had to get home and away from him. I could hear his
feet hitting the pavement behind me as we ran.

In a rush, he grabbed my wrist and swung me
around.

“
Help,” I screamed as I
looked through the quad for a teacher or some other kids. Everybody
had left for the day and all the athletes were already in the
fields and gym too far away to hear my calls.

“
I’m sorry,” he pleaded.
But, his nostrils were flared and he looked really angry. “But, you
just weren’t putting out. A guy needs some and your mother came
onto me!”

I slapped him hard across the face. And then
I tried to run away, but he held fast to my wrist.

“
Just hear me out,” he
demanded. The fierce look was still in his eyes.

I turned to him, face to face. Bile lifted
and burned in my throat. “I don’t love you.” I stared at him
directly in the eyes. “I don’t want you.”

He threw me to the ground and kicked me in
the side. “I don’t want you either.”

I looked up at him, shock in my eyes.

And then he spit on me. “Whore,” he said.And
he ran away.

I must have laid there on the ground for
five minutes before I got up. My mind was so messed up. It seemed
like everyone I cared about betrayed me. I just wanted to die.

The palm trees were swaying in the hot Santa
Anna winds. Nobody was around. The lunch lines in the quad were
empty. I grabbed my backpack up off the ground and went back over
to my locker to get my stuff.

When I opened my locker, to my utter shock,
I saw an unbelievable diamond necklace on one of the shelves. It
looked like something from a museum. The center stone was a
gigantic yellow diamond with big white diamonds forming the
neckline. I looked around. There was nobody there. I quickly took
the necklace and slid it inside my shorts’ pocket.

I gathered up my books, placed them in my
backpack, and started walking toward home. I didn’t know what to
think. My mind was racing with thoughts. How in the world could
such an expensive piece of jewelry get into my locker? I wondered
what I should do with it. It would be a mistake to tell my mother
because she would just say I stole it even though I had never
stolen anything in my life. Lately, she was finding even more fault
with me than usual.

As I cut through the fields to get to my
house, I felt like someone was following me. It was a strange
feeling like I was being watched. I wiped the perspiration off my
forehead and looked around. Nobody was there, so I continued
onwards.

At once, I heard a rush through the trees. I
turned around and again I saw that I was alone. My adrenaline
started pumping. I knew I wasn’t by myself. I was sure of it. The
presence felt closer. I started to jog. My backpack was heavy.
There was breathing. I could hear it. In a panic, I ran as fast as
I could all the way home. When I got to my parents house, I rushed
in and locked the door.