On the bus, I sat in my usual seat. It wasn't long until Caine got on the bus along with Ryan. I was surprised that they were both sitting with me.
"Koda!" The twins said in perfect unison, giving me a hug, "we missed you!"
"Seriously are you okay?" Caine asked, his voice full of worry. "You weren't here at all for a full week!"
"I'm fine" I mumbled, my voice barely audible.
"You sure?" Ryan asked, "you look really tired."
I nodded. "I'm sure." The rest of the ride flew by quickly, and before I knew it, I found myself in English class. I sat down, finding it was very hard to have motivation to do anything.
"Feeling better, Koda?" Kodey asked me once class started. I shrugged.
"You'll do okay, Koda!" Charlie reassured me. I nodded.
"Hey class, today we have a new student!" The teacher called. I stared in horror as my worst nightmare stood by the teacher, hands in his pocket, staring at me with perfect golden eyes.
No. This can't be happening!
"Are you okay, Koda?" Ryan whispered. I barely registered as the teacher pointed him over to our table. I watched as he walked over, pulled a chair out, and sat on the edge by Ryan and I.
"Hey, I'm Joey" he gave a wide, bright smile. It was fake, of course. I was shaking with fear.
"Is there something wrong?" He stared at me with fake, innocent eyes. Yeah, real innocent, you bastard. I would've almost been fooled by it, if you hadn't made my life a living hell.
"Yeah, just dandy" I smiled through clenched teeth, deciding that was my better reply.
Everyone stared on in confusion.
"Are you okay?" Joey asked, "are you sure?"
Now, I glared at him with all the anger I could muster-which was a lot. "No, now leave me alone." I turned my attention away from him. I wasn't going to even try pretending I was fine around him. He needed to know I wasn't the same person he could just push around.
"What's up with him?" I could hear the fake pout in Joey's voice, "I just barely met him! Did I do something to upset him?" In a matter of fact, you have. Oh, no! It's not like you use to beat me up on a daily basis and set the school on fire once! And shot me!
"I don't know what's up with him, seriously" Kodey frowned, "he's been like this since a week ago."
"I didn't realize he even had it in him to be a bitch" Caine mumbled.
"Don't worry about him, you can be our friends, too!" Ryan said.
Suddenly there was a lump in my throat. My friends were turning on me. My own brother was turning on me. I felt like crying, and I couldn't even handle being in class with them anymore.
So without a second thought, I got up out of my seat and stormed out of the classroom, ignoring the teacher calling after me. I covered my face as tears fell down, hurrying to the nearby restroom. I locked myself in a stall and slid down the wall, pulling my knees to my chest, burying my face in my arms that were resting on my knees.
Everything sucked. Everyone was turning on me for someone they just barely met. Worst part is, they don't even know why I'm acting this way. They don't even understand it, yet they chose him over me.
Joey trailed his hands up my shirt, and I shrieked out in despair, tears openly streaming down my face.
"No! Stop it! Stop!" I pleaded, but he wouldn't listen. I yelped out as he touched one of the yellowish bruises he had caused.
"Do not misbehave. Damn you're pathetic" he said, pressing down on the bruise, earning another yelp from me.
"Please, stop it! I don't want this!" I tried again.
A sadistic smirk creeped up his face. "Good, that means this is just going to be that more enjoyable." He proceeded to undress me.
I gasped, my cheeks stained with flowing tears. Damn it! Why did he have to come back? How did he even find me?
No one knew what Joey did to me. Not even my twin brother.
And now that Joey's back, the nightmares are going to return. They're already returning.
I sighed. They're even haunting me in the day now. I shivered at the previous memory. My sobbing got a little more audible.
"Joey, you bastard..." I mumbled, "why...?"
I curled up in a ball, still sobbing gently as I lay on the bathroom tiled floor. I wasn't going to go back to class. I would stay here, alone, the sobbing mess I've become.
"Its all going to be okay, Koda" Charlie cooed, trying to make me feel better. Usually it worked, but this time, it wouldn't.