Chapter 9
After the first two lessons of the day, it was break. When the second lesson was over, Mica waited for me outside the classroom and smiled when he saw me walking towards him."I thought that we could stay outside and go for a walk around school together, because people always make fun of us when we're in the canteen." he suggested.
"Okay, that sounds like a good idea." I replied, nodding.
Then Mica and I made our way down the stairs of the four storey building, and we walked out of the door. We went past all of the different blocks and classrooms, trying to find somewhere where there wouldn't be very many people. Eventually we found a small area near the Science block with some stone steps, and we sat down.
"Well, this is a good place. It's nice and peaceful." Mica said, looking around.
"Yeah, I don't think anyone will find us here." I said.
Just then, we saw three boys approaching us. I recognised them as Lewis, Josh and Bradley. They were in our year, and they always made fun of me.
"Oh, great. What are they doing here?" I asked Mica.
"I don't know. I didn't think anyone came here at break." he said.
"Mica, those boys hate me. They always try to force me to talk to them." I told him anxiously.
"Come with me." Mica whispered, taking my hand.
We ran behind the ICT block to hide from the boys, but they saw us and chased after us.
"Hey!" Lewis yelled at us.
Then he and his friends ran over to where we were hiding, and before I knew what was happening, I was shoved into the wall behind me. Lewis, Josh and Bradley came closer to me, and I was stuck with my back against the wall.
"Speak to me and I'll give you a ten pound note." Josh said.
"Yeah, we'll give you any amount of money you want if you talk to us." Bradley added.
I was terrified. Everyone at school knew that I didn't speak, so why couldn't they just leave me alone? I suddenly felt an awful feeling in my stomach, and a burning heat ran through my whole body. My throat began to feel really tight, and it was hard to breathe. What was happening to me?
"Hello? Anybody in there?" Lewis asked, laughing and waving his hand in my face.
Then I started shaking uncontrollably and sweating, and my hands and feet went numb. My vision went blurry, and I began to hyperventilate. I was so scared. I just wanted this to stop. Then Mica, who had been watching the whole scene, walked over to Lewis and pulled him away from me by the strap of his school bag.
"Stop being horrible to her." Mica said firmly.
"Shut up, this doesn't concern you." Lewis growled.
He shoved Mica onto the ground, and I winced as he brought his fist back and punched him in the face. I heard him let out a cry of pain, and then I saw him lying on the tarmac with blood dripping from his nose. This was all my fault. If I could speak to people, then Mica wouldn't have had to stick up for me and Lewis wouldn't have hurt him.
"Okay, let's go now, boys." Lewis said, and he and his friends walked away.
When they had gone, I sat down beside where Mica was lying and burst into tears. I was still breathing heavily, which made me cry even more.
"Mica. . .Are you okay?" I asked him tearfully, holding his hand.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. You had it worse anyway." he said, sitting up slowly and pinching his bleeding nose.
"No, you had it a lot worse than me. All of this is my fault anyway. I'm sorry." I whispered.
"Come here." Mica said, and then he hugged me. I felt safe in his arms, like nothing could hurt me.
"Why does everyone always try and force me to talk to them? Why can't they just accept that I can't?" I sobbed.
"I know, it's awful. Why can't they just accept you?" Mica said.
"I feel like everyone in the school hates me." I said, sighing.
"At least we have each other, Victoria." Mica whispered, kissing me lightly on the forehead.
"Yes. We will always have each other." I said.
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