FrAcTuReD (Part One) (Completed continued in Part Two)

Chapter. 18

"Class can wait, just stay here okay?"

"Okay,"

Sam then left the showers as fast as she could go, leaving Charla alone, she couldn't even bring herself to even sit on the bench as she remained sitting on the floor hugging herself, hazel-green eyes downcast to the tiled floor refusing to move an inch.

Images of an event came to her mind, a man in her room, a man who should not have been there at all. The whole thing made Charla feel extremely sick.

Why did this have to happen... Charla thought with dread as she rested her forehead on her knees as her stomach turned in disgust. What the hell...

The door opened again and Charla's head snapped up as Sam came back in and when she reached Charla Sam handed her something. "Here," Charla took it and noticed it was clean underwear that was a plain sky blue. When she looked back at Sam the girl said. "I always tend to keep a clean second pair of underwear on hand in case my time of the month happens; when you work out like I do it tends to be pretty sporadic from stress."

"But these are yours..." Charla said and Sam merely shrugged.

"You need them more than me right now, so it's okay."

Charla looked at it again before looking back at her. "Are you sure?"

"It's fine, don't worry about it." She said with a smile. "Now you go and get dressed, I'll wait for you."

Getting up Charla looked to Sam's back as she left the shower area to let Charla dress in private, with a blank expression she looked at the underwear that she clutched in her hand and grit her teeth. "I'm pathetic..."

Alex was leaning against the entrance of the second building, as she looked up at the blue sky that only had a few clouds. It was kind odd how things could look okay after all that crazy stuff that happened only an hour ago. But the good thing was that no one was hurt, though the bad lingering feeling came where someone might do it again.

And if it did it could be worse than before.

"Alex!" she turned with a smile only to give a look of concern when she saw Sam and Charla, or more to the point how pale Charla looked. "So you were here, that's good."

Alex kept looking at Charla before responding to Sam. "Why are you here?"

"About that..." Sam went and explained to Alex what had happened in the showers. "The thing is, I thought I saw someone watching from a distance but I thought it was nothing, that I was imagining it. That feeling I had wouldn't leave though so I went to check on her and..." she glanced to Charla. "You know the rest..."

"...the fuck?" Alex muttered as she pushed her hair out of her face. "I mean who the hell would even, just why? It makes no sense; this isn't some Japanese school drama pervert shit."

"Yeah but remember some of the town's folk have been saying that there's been a thief of someone taking girl's underwear recently so it could—"

"It doesn't matter." Both girls looked to Charla who then let out a slow steady breath. "Look it doesn't really matter now; it was my own fault for not putting it in a locker. Since no one was there I thought it was safe. It happened; let's just move on from it."

Alex still looked worried but merely sighed in response. "If you say so..."

Charla nodded. "I do, now where's Sarah I thought she would be here with you?"

"That would have been the case but she said if we were going to leave early then she at least wanted to take care of the flowers at the front of the school before we head out but do you... still want to go?"

Charla didn't look at her as she headed back to the main building of the school with her headphones on her shoulders she pressed the play button on her player that played music that reached her ears. She just wanted to pretend that it didn't even happen.

As the girl's walked to the front main building of the school one of the classroom doors opened and Mordecai and Stacy stepped out, the blonde girl talking to him about some kind of party planned in the coming month of October, but his gaze when he saw Charla and Alex walk past, what's more he noticed that Charla seemed rather out of it, her eyes looked almost devoid of emotion and she looked pale almost as if she was about to faint.

"Mordecai are you even listening to me?" Stacy demanded but Mordecai didn't bother to even answer her, as he looked at Charla before turning and leaving Stacy and going in another direction. "Hey, Mordecai, wait up!" Stacy called out as she trailed after him.

Forget, forget, forget, forget! Charla kept repeating over and over again as she walked to the front entrance of the school and when they were outside again she inhaled a long deep breath. I just want to forget that whole damn thing. So just let me forget... "Do you see Sarah anywhere?"

"She might be around," Alex said. "You stay here with Sam Charla I'll go find her." and then headed off to the right side of the school to find the first year student.

"Hey Charla," Sam spoke. "Are you really going to be okay? You don't look too good."

"I'll be fine," she told her. "It'll pass someone's idea for a prank. That's all..."

Sam didn't look too convinced. "Yeah but..."

"What the hell?" the two stopped when they heard Alex shout and they both ran over in the direction of where it came from and rounded the corner to see both Alex and Sarah and something wet on the ground. "Who the hell threw that out the window!?" she demanded. "You think that shit's funny!?"

"What happened?" Sam asked while Charla walked over to what had landed on the ground and crouched down.

"Some jerk threw something out of a window, almost hit us, I mean seriously. First that plant and now..." she stopped when she saw Charla picked what was thrown up and realized what they were. "Isn't that, your underwear Charla?" back in the change room, long before the event she had seen Charla's underwear, not that it was strange or anything inside the girl's changing room of all things. But the fact that it was soaking wet with some kind of cooking oil was beyond bazar. "Why is it drenched in cooking oil?"

"It's not..."

"Huh?"

"It's not mine..."

Alex frowned. "Charla what are you talking about? Those are clearly..." she stopped when she suddenly saw Charla pull out a lighter, one that Alex hadn't seen before, where did she get it? But within that crucial moment, Charla took the lighter and lit the underwear on fire.

"Charla!?" Sarah said about to rush over only to have Sam stop her, grabbing the girl's arm and refusing to let go as Charla let the now burning underwear fall to the ground in a blazing heap as it quickly turned black.

"They aren't mine..." Charla said again, her voice almost completely detached of all emotion as she look at the now burning remains of the fabric at her feet. "They don't belong to me." She said again. "Not anymore..."