Naomi's POV
I felt Nasim touch my back as I walked out if the cafeteria. "Hey, it's okay Nay."
"No it's not." I struggled to speak. My voice was gone and my throat hurt. "He had sex with her Nasim."
"He did what?" Her eyes widened as I nodded. "Look that doesn't matter just listen to me. You have to chill out, if you show her you're weak she will come after you Naomi. You're not weak, I know you aren't so stop it right now." I saw Mena come up from behind her. "And you!" She turned around. "What the hell is wrong with you? How do you have sex with a girl and don't even te—"
"Have sex? What are you even talking about?" I could tell her was clueless.
"Wait so you didn't have sex with her?"
"I never had sex with her, she tried to once but I said no, I barely even knew her, I still don't know her." He looked back at me as Nasim stepped to the side. "I promise you Naomi, I didn't—", suddenly the bell rung.
"I have to go class." I said barely being able to speak as I walked away. I sat in class for the last two periods analyzing what had just gone down. I did believe Mena and I know it wasn't his fault he got involved with her, but it still hurt. It was so frustrating, everything in my life felt like it went wrong. School finally ended and I walked out as the bell rung, I couldn't stand being in that place anymore. I quickly got home and went in to find Jordan sitting in the couch.
"Hey Chub, what's up?"
"I don't feel like talking Jordy." I tried running up the stairs before he stopped me..
"What happened? Did Mena do something?"
"No, I mean yes. But it wasn't his fault, I just, I'm so tired Jordan." He pulled me in for a hug as I cried. "It's all so unfair."
"Shhh calm down, Nay." I suddenly heard footsteps come up from behind me.
"Naomi? What's going on?" I turned back to see my mom standing behind me.
"Mom." I couldn't help but run into her arms.
"What's going on baby?" She gently caressed my back as I pulled back. Softly she touched my cheek to wipe away my tear. "Oh honey, you're burning up! Let's get you to bed." I nodded as she took me upstairs.
Mena's POV
School was crazy yesterday, I don't even know how to explain everything to Naomi along with all that was going on. As I walked out of the building I noticed Nasim walking into her car.
"Hey Nasim, wait up."
"Hey!"
"Hi, look have you seen Naomi? I've been looking for her all day."
"Nope, I was about to go ask you the same thing. I mean I haven't heard from her and I don't think she came to school today."
"Shit."
"I mean... you wanna find out? I can give you a ride if you want." I looked back at her surprised as I nodded. Quickly we jumped in and sped off to Naomi's house. Surprisingly, her moms car was there. We both go out from the car and and rung her door bell.
Her mom opened up. "Oh, I'm so glad to see you guys! Would you like some tea?" Nasim and I both nodded as we went in and sat down. "We're all so worried. She got home crying yesterday and all sick. She's just been sleeping all day, she doesn't want to eat...we just want to understand whats going on."
"Look Mrs. Scott, we have it on good authority that Ray is back, and he's pretty close." Nasim looked at Naomi's mom as her eyes widened. "His sister, I mean, step-sister, she goes to school with us now and lets just say she's not too fond of Nay."
"Oh gosh, my gracie..." I looked at Nasim confused.
"Gracie is Naomi, that's her middle name, Grace."
"She wasn't always like this you know. She was always so bright and happy, and then that day happened, she lost her light..."
"Look Mrs. Scott, we want to help her, but she got to let us in. Naomi isn't exactly an open book." Nasim said to her.
"May I speak with her?" I broke my silence.
"Honey, you'd be a hero if she even looked you in the eyes. I don't know, I feel like I should just homeschool her at this point."
"And why don't you?"
"We wanted her to have a normal life, but if—"
"What are you doing here?" Naomi's raspy voice startled us all. I looked back to see her. Her eyes puffy, he under-eyes darker than ever, and her nose super red. She wore a giant hoodie to hide her body and a messy bun. She looked broken.
"I'll let you guys speak." Her mom left the room.
"Nay, we were worried about you." Nasim approached her. "How are you feeling?"
"Just sick I guess..."
"Naomi can I speak to you in private?" I finally found words.
Nay looked back at Nasim in search for approval. She nodded back and led me upstairs to her room.
"Talk."
"Okay for starters I never had sex with her. We just kissed a couple of times but that was it I promise Nay. I swear to you I would never try to hurt you, especially like that. Please you have to believe me." Naomi looked down and played with her fingers. I could tell she was hesitating to speak. Slowly I approached her. "Don't keep it all bottled up Naomi. Just say what you have to say."
"I believe you... but I'm scared Mena, what if he comes after you too?"
I could tell she struggled with her voice. "Okay first off you throat is sore enough, don't speak. Second, he won't do anything to me and third, I think you should go to talk to someone for real." Naomi turned her head. I could tell she didn't understand. "I think you should go to therapy Nay, you clearly have some bad PTSD and if you won't talk to us you can talk to a therapist. Naomi shook her head as she furrowed her brows. "Don't get mad at me for saying it Nay you know it's true. And I know it can help. Trust me on this."
"How do you know?"
"Because, I've had my fairshare with therapists before and I also struggled to go. But once I did, it was so much better."
"You? But what have yo—"
"Everyone's got history Naomi. It's just a matter of who chooses to tell it."
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