Chapter 5
" You've got this."
Rochelle Quinn's POV:
I walked out of the lesson feeling proud of myself. I left Mrs Wart-Nose speechless and the class found it more humorous than her feeble attempt to embarrass me.
I felt a hand tightly grab my arm and I brought my fist up instantly, stopping it midway when I saw Dracula staring back at me. I dropped my hand and pulled myself harshly out of his grip, staring daggers at the dark-haired boy. Oh hell fucking no.
"What the fuck was that?" He hissed at me, lowering his voice, "She knows my father, you'll be in shit when you get home. And 4 schools? You had to share that information?"
"Why would I care if your father gets mad? I'm not scared of him." I rolled my eyes. I focused again when I saw a flash of fear shine in Kenzie's eyes, but it was gone as quick as it came.
"You should be." Kenzie backed away from me, and walked off in the opposite direction.
I found it hilarious that he believes that I'd actually be scared of someone. I grew up in the South-side of Chicago, being passed around from family to family, state to state. The word fear didn't exist to me. It isn't real. Fear is an illusion that appears when your thoughts produce something to exaggerate the danger; It isn't a threat, it's a choice. And I choose not to give in to it.
Is he scared of his dad? Why is he acting so weird?. That boy was a puzzle that I was determined to solve.
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I woke up to screaming.
I heard the scream and it tore through me like a shard of glass. I felt my eyes widen and pulse quicken, my heart thudding like a rock rattling in box. The scream came again, desperate, terrified... human. It had a raw intensity to it that told of urgency, of desperate need. The blood drained from my face, before I was even aware of making a conscious decision I had swung my legs over my bed. I made my way to the room where the screaming was coming from, my ears straining as the cry became louder.
The room, that I believed to be empty, was dark with pitch black walls. A nightlight stayed on the corner of the room, my eyebrows furrowed as I searched the room until my eyes landed on the thrashing figure lay on the bed.
I hesitantly moved closer to the bed, my breathing halted as I took in the sight. A mangled body lashed around the bed, sweat dripping from their hair and whimpers coming from their mouths.
I used my close proximity to the bed to touch the body, shaking it until the whimpering stopped.
"I'm sorry, okay? It won't happen again." The person whimpered, clutching their hands over their head.
"Kenzie?"
The body flipped until I could see his tear-stained face. His eyes were wide and afraid, he looked like a wild animal.
"Get out." His voice broke and his body began shaking again.
"No." My heart shattered while I looked at his face, " No, Kenzie." I sat down on the bed, making him move away from me and clutch his knees to his chest.
I heard his breathing quicken and watched his knuckles turn white as the grip on his knees intensified. His head was positioned between his knees as the panic attack overtook him.
"Kenzie, I need you to do something for me." I spoke softly, my voice remained quiet.
"One deep breath, think of 5 things that you can see. Don't talk or tell me, just list them in your head." I instructed.
"Take another deep breath and think of 4 things you can touch." I heard him take another deep breath.
"3 things you can hear, and another deep breath.And again with 2 things you can smell and then finally 1 thing you can taste. Don't forget the breaths. Repeat it until you calm down."
I spoke the words again until his breathing calmed down. Kenzie lifted his head from his legs and looked at me, his brown eyes red and pained.
I don't know what possessed me in that moment, or what made me do it, but I hugged him and let the boy cry into my shoulder.
I held him as he rested his head in the crook of my neck, none of us spoke. I just held him.
"You've got this, Kenz, you're okay."
I went back to sleep that night with one thought in my head.
Everyone's got their own scent, their own thing.
Kenzie Jensen's, apparently, was lime The scent encased him, even as he slept.
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I sipped my coffee, wincing as the burning liquid hit my throat.
Kace sat across from me, glaring threateningly in my direction. I smiled sourly at him.
I could tell he didn't like me and, in all honesty, I didn't like him either.
"Got a problem, Sunshine?" I smiled at him again, biting my lip to stop myself from laughing.
" I swear to fuc-"
"Language." Mr Jensen scolded as he grabbed a piece of toast before rushing out the door.
"Stupid asshole." Dickwad muttered to himself, looking at his empty bowl.
"Shut the fu-"
"Rocky, a word please." Kenzie stuck his head through the door, interrupting my sentence. I glared at Kace for a final time before following the boy.
I was welcomed into the hallway by a tight, bruising grip on my wrist. I rolled my eyes and waited for the Vampire to talk.
"No one finds out about last night or else." He warned, gripping my hand tighter just to prove a point.
"Or what, Dracula? You'll bite me?" I answered mockingly.
Frankly, I didn't see why he needed to be such a dick to me after I tried my best to help him last night.
"What were they about? The nightmares?" I asked, wincing as his hold on my wrist surprisingly tightened even further.
"Kenzie, you're hurting me." I muttered painfully, clutching my wrist to my chest after he finally released it.
"It's got nothing to do with you." He hissed at me, his glare showing clear resemblance to that of his elder brothers.
"Well, sorry for trying to help." I signed annoyed, gazing at the blue bruises blossoming on my skin, like a galaxy sky conflicting with a myriad of colors.
"Don't. I don't need some pathetic, worthless girl's help, who's only here because no family wanted her."
I'd never admit it aloud but those words hit hard.
Worthless.
My throats clenched together as the words got stuck in my mouth.
"Bite me."
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