Chapter 13

I don't remember getting to school. I don't remember sitting through the first couple classes of the day. I barely notice my surroundings and those talking to me.

"Stella, love, are you alright?"

I look up to see that it's Zach who is trying to talk to me. I barely register the concern on his face.

"I'm fine." I tell him.

Zach stares down at me as I gather my stuff from my locker for the rest of the day.

Somewhere inside my head I want to call out for help and tell him I'm dying inside. Tell him I can't control it.

"How about you come over after school to hang out." He smiles encouragingly at me. "It can just be the two of us."

"Yeah, sure." I mumble before heading off to class.

The voice in my head is front and center at the wheel. It's helping me, that's what a huge part of me thinks anyway. The little part of me was screaming, "IT'S NOT HELPING YOU! YOUR ARE IN DANGER! SNAP OUT OF IT!" But I ignore that side of me.