Exams 5

She broke through some trees, then stopped on a tree with blood splattered all across the wood splinters. But she was still breathing. I started panicking, walking around in circles and circles. I couldn't decide what to do. What do I do??? I need to carry her first. "Halo!!" Halo became visible again. I hopped on his large back. We need to get her to a teacher.

#@$%! how did I mess up this bad! Running through the trees, there should be a teacher on their way. I dropped her on the ground and didn't move. I gave her life, draining my energy and making me sleepy. The bleeding rounder's head was slowing down, but the blood overflowing and spilling onto me from the large splinters in her legs, stomach, and left arm was still giving me a lot of trouble.

What am I supposed to do??! I heard somebody coming near another student. Seeing the entire another student drop to help me heal her. "Th- thank you." He nodded and kept helping me heal her. The injuries she had were scabbing but still bleeding. I don't know if she can survive this. Damn, this is all my fault.

She was shallowly breathing, and two more people came to help and keep healing with Hacht. Eventually, the teacher came with a deep frown on his face. "Who did it!" The teacher asked, yelling. I raised my hand. "You come with me!" He said. The teacher picked up the injured student, and I followed him.

He did an emergency teleport, and we teleported to a room filled with teachers all staring at me in silence. Then everybody started talking, then silence, then more talking. Anxiety loomed over me as I started biting my skin until it bled. I could taste the blood and iron.

Eventually, they all calmed down and some very important-looking people walked in front of me and they were the headmasters. "You will be receiving punishment." The headmaster of my academy said. Dropping my hand and clenching it while biting my lip. I nodded.

"I will disqualify you from this event for almost killing a student." Looking at I turned away with the blood of my hand dripping on the floor.

….

It smelled like iron in here that battle was very hurtful. Getting the towel I cleaned myself up and walked to the meds to get some bandages and bandaged my arm. I didn't even cook anything to eat.

I got up from the kitchen table. My arm hurt like hell up, almost to my shoulder.

Now my uniform is ruined

Lying down on my bed, my arm was still burning from fresh wounds from the battle. Sleeping immediately I need to go to a therapist. I'll do it tomorrow.

…

Waking up my arm was still hurting not even eating I changed and put my hair in a ponytail style. Leaving out to see the school therapist I walked slowly down to their office.

Walking into the office a lady that looked joyous and happily greeted me. "Hello! How are you doing?" "I'm doing good" A lie.

I sat down on the comfy chair and looked straight at her. "My name is dr. Samona! What's yours?" "My name is Sapphire." "Oh what a pretty name." "So what are your interests?"

"I…" I thought did I have any interests all I do is fight. "I don't have any." "Do you have any good role models?"

"...No" "What about your parents?" "I don't have any." "Any older siblings?" "No." "Any siblings at all?" "Yes but he's a toddler." "I thought you didn't have any parents?" "I don't" "So do you have a boyfriend?" "Yes." "Are you happy with your relationship?" "Yes."

"Do you have depressive episodes?" "Y- yes"

She wrote on her clipboard furiously. "Alright now that all the serious questions are out of the way…"

"What's on your mind?" I took a deep breath. "I'll start with why I'm here. I feel very guilty I feel like I don't deserve to … live be happy, have a nice life." "Why is that? What happened?"

"I…"

I started sweating excessively. My eyes were blurring, and I was breathing hard. "I- I'm sorry it's just hard for me to talk about it now." "That's okay." She reassured me. I put my hands on my lap then quickly retracted them. "What was that on your right arm?"

"I was cooking a cake last night and a bunch of red dye got spilled on my uniform." "Oh. I guess that makes… sense." She didn't believe my lie. "You look hot. Why don't you take off that jacket?"

"I get cold easily sorry if I look uncomfortable." "Oh that's ok,." "I'll prescribe anti-depressants. take them once every morning." She pulled them out. "You can take one right now." It was a large pill bottle that she handed me. Swallowing it suddenly, I felt detached from my emotions.

I had no intrusive and dark thoughts and everything felt kind of bland but it was better. Walking back to my dorm with the bottle I felt a burning pain and frowned but as soon as I became sad I forgot it again.