What did I do to you?

Upon hearing Blake's voice I ran out of the cafeteria.

My whole body shaking, I ran into the toilet and llocked the door before I let the sobs rack through my body.

Letting the tears fall, angry tears.

I didn't bargain for this, I didn't want drama.

My life was drama enough and Asher was so annoying and confusing.

I was already so done already before it even began.

I struggled to gain composure after my outburst.

I would admit that it wasn't the best of my behaviour.

Maybe I had gone over the top but then at that moment when Asher confronted me, I was filled with fear.

It was like he was not even the same person I had met the day before.

He seemed like a totally different person.

And I didn't know what to make if it or how to deal with it.

I had no idea what I had done to him.

My outburst had caused Blake and Asher to fight.

I knew I acted very defensive

But it was coupled with the fact that I really had not wanted any kind of publicity and I was scared.

I had wanted to keep my head down and get through high school without all the drama that came with it in movies.

I still had to keep looking behind me for Peter.

When I had left , he promised to come after me .

And knowing Peter, I knew that he would act on his promise.

Thaat was more than what I could handle , I didn't need more on my plate.

I heard a knock of the door.

"Uhm, I'll be out in a while", I mumbled , hoping the person heard me, as I creaked the door open, I saw Steph staring back at me.

" You've totally gone up the cool radar and probably even broken the scale.

I can't believe you said all those things to Asher

And even getting him riled up, like that dude never gets pissed, he always acts like a stone, Steph rambled as I splashed water on my face drying it with a towel Steph handed me.

" Are you sure you are not mistaken because Asher is acting a total hot head" I murmured handing her back the towel.

"You know, you have not told me where you know Asher and Blake from.

Beacause all this is just totally weird, like everyone is wondering why they are so interested in the new girl.

I even heard that you have been declared off limits and that is not done for just anyone so..? What are you not telling me Auddie?" Steph asked, with her hands on her waist and a piercing glance.

"Uhm ", I stuttered , unsure of what to say

"C'mon, you can't be seriously battling between lying to me and telling me the truth because let me tell you one thing about Hamiltion Prep, your secrets will always come out, eventually, so it's pretty much ideal to have me on your side when that happens " I snapped the band on my hand discreetly as Steph continued

"I live with Blake" I muttered as Steph's jaw dropped staring at me in utter shock

"Of everything I expected you to say, that was definitely not on the list at all",Steph mumbled still in shock at my revelation

"Well, that's it, I was adopted by the Mc'Brads and please can you keep this to yourself, I really like my anonymity and I'd really prefer if noone knew about this", I pleaded with her

"Whoa, sure, I would , I get you totally because if all the girls in this school find out, you'd become prey for them, you won't even get a breathing space and you're really lucky that I like you, so I'll keep your tiny secret", Steph said with a grin and I forced one back at her , relieved.

"Now come out here, let's get to class before we are marked absent", I rose my eyebrow at her .

"Okay okay, you've got me. It's not like I even care" Steph said as a giggle escaped me.

I was happy to have made a friend like her.

Now all I had to do was keep my head down and avoid Asher and Blake till we went home and I wouldn't be able to .

As we stepped out of the bathroom, we came face to face with Blake.

His face was covered in bruises , probably from the fight with Asher.

I really was not in the right state of mind to face him.

As if Steph read my mind ,cage walked up to him with her hands on her waist , looking up at his towering figure.

"I've no idea what you're doing here, but you and your douche bag friend are not allowed near Audrey till she wants to speak to you" Steph told Blake with a menacing glare

"Sorry, do I know you", Blake asked confusedly

"No you don't, and I'd like to keep it that way, I and Audrey need to go to class, toodles " Steph yelled dragging me away as I sent a last glance to Blake who stood looking very confused.

I went to my next class which was art with few minutes to spare.

It was so far my favourite class.

We were allowed to just express ourselves on the Canvas and that is exactly what I did.

I applied strokes after strokes , tears blurring my vision.

By the time I was done , I had created a dark piece.

It was an angel with broken wings sitting and weeping In a black chasm.

It was me, broken and drowning in a black hole.

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*Flashback*

"Mum, I think I've got the flu or something, I don't feel good" the little girl muttered to her mother.

The woman was slouched on the beaten up couch.

A glance at the apartment, one could figure how poor and unkept they were.

They were bottles littered everywhere.

Stale boxes of takeouts, flies were buzzing over the leftover food in the carton.Plates were piled on the sink.

There was barely any lighting in the room , the only light came from the window covered with a wood board.

There were cigarette stumps littered round the house.

Unpaid bills laid on the counter as the little girl struggled to get her mother's attention.

"How old are you?" ,Her mother asked her in a hoarse voice

"I'm ten momma", the little girl whimpered

"You lazy brat, at ten you should be able to provide for us", her mother shouted at her as she slapped her across the face and the little girl fell to the floor.

She burst into tears as she lay on the floor cradling her swollen cheek in her hands

"I don't feel well", she muttered continuously in tears, then threw up.

Her mother eyed her and rolled her eyes at her.

"Clean up that, you lazy pig, all you do is eat and eat and take all the money I have", the woman shouted at her.

The little girl was dressed in a worn out brown dress that was once white and hung on her very frail and thin frame.

She looked like a fragile porcelain doll, very beautiful but breakable.

Suddenly the door opened revealing a buff man.

The woman suddenly stood up, a smile appearing on her face as she walked towards the man, adding a seductive tilt to her steps.

"What is going on here?" ,the man asked looking at the little girl in disgust.

""Audrey is just being Audrey, bring a pest, she is such a burden, I wish I never gave birth to her ", the woman muttered, her hand on the man's chest

Tears rolled down the little girl's face as she listened to her mother say things about her.

She wondered what she ever did to her mother.

"What did I do to you", she would whisper over and over but get no answer.

The man smacked her across her face.

"DON'T DISTURB YOUR MOTHER" he thundered

"And clean up this mess, you're always so useless ", he growled at her as he stalked away carrying her mother along.

Her mother sent her a smug look .

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I was jumbled out of that flash back when I heard a snap

My paintbrush had broken in my hand and blood was dripping everywhere

Then I felt the pain.