Hidden Pearl [EDITING]

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

***Sofia's POV***

I should have felt angry at her, but the only one I was angry with was myself. I had made her beyond upset and I felt that even if I wanted to, I still wouldn't be able to make things right. Jazirah wasn't the most forgiving person if you really pushed her to the point.

I want my best friend back. I want my family back. I want my life back, I thought as I pushed open the side door to the school to leave.

I knew that my mom would be upset if I kept cutting classes, but she'd get over it. I just needed to get away. Away from what?

Everyone.

Everything.

I located my car and just sat in the parking lot. I was so tried of all those stupid excuses for friends. They didn't understand me. Hell, they didn't even know me!

I want Jazirah back. My mom, my brothers... My sister. I want them all back.

It's better this way, the little voice in the back of my head kept repeating, when and if they find out it's better that they're far away from me so that what they think won't matter.

The more I kept telling myself that, the more I believed it, and the more I didn't want it.

Mom made me try one therapy session out even though she knew nothing.

"How do you feel today, Sofia?" Mrs. Vickory, the therapist, had asked calmly.

She was an older woman. Maybe in her late 40's or early 50's. She was thin with black hair that was starting to grey in the front. Her pale grey eyes seemed to know everything... Including my secrets.

I looked down at the chart in front of me that had little faces with the emotion underneath. Happy, sad, angry, confused. The list went on.

I looked up. "I don't feel like any of these," I lied. The truth was that I was feeling too many at once. She calmly looked at me with out blinking. Calculating me like I was a hard equation.

"Is that a good thing, Sofia?" She asked. It annoyed me the way she kept saying my name so calmly. Her whole demeanor was just so calm it annoyed the heck out of me.

I just shrugged and looked around her office. It was clean for starters. Not a paper out of place. There were plants by the window and the room had a faint scent of lavender. If I had been there under different circumstances the room would've felt peaceful.

Mrs.Vickory straightened the clip board in front of her then jotted down a few notes.

"Sofia," she let a small sigh escape, "I'm here to help you." She reached across her desk and placed a hand on top of mines and I jerked my hand back.

"Help me with what?" I snapped. "What exactly do I need help with, huh?"

She just looked at me, clearly unfazed. "Anything, Sofia. That's why we're here. To try to find out what you need help with. Let's start with this summer. How was your summer, Sofia?"

I couldn't take it anymore. I abruptly pushed back my chair making it fall back as I briskly left out of her office.

As I sat in my car my mind went back to what Jazirah had said to my in the hallway, "... You've hurt him enough."

I hurt Zakariyah?

Suddenly I remembered the night that Jazirah came to that party looking for me. Obviously she had someone drive her and the only person that would've agreed was Zak.