After the cafe, I had called in sick. Courtney and I hung out afterward but I was home now and in bed. I get really protective over my close ones.

I have a bad past and things like that bring part of it out. I try to keep it maintained but sometimes I just can't help it. I actually had to take therapy when the disease came along. Getting all riled up wasn't good for me.

I just know Noah is gonna say something about what happened earlier. I guess I can just avoid him.

Just thinking about my past is bothering me. I need sleep.

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Thursdays always feel like a tease to me. It's like 'haha you think it's Friday but no, oh no it's freaking Thursday'.

I've managed to avoid Noah most of the day. He's still tried to touch me, mainly my hair. It's only happened a few times though. And now it's p.e. for me so, like always, I go to the bookshelf in the library.

I plan on taking a nap, I brought my thin blanket with me today. I had it planned since this morning. I didn't get much sleep last night so when I had woken up the 100th time I told myself I'm just gonna sleep here.

I get safely hidden and get comfy. I set my alarm and soon doze off.

"Abigail"

"Abigail"

"Abigail!"

I had the blanket up past my nose so the only thing I moved was my eyelids. When they were open I looked around. Soon my eyes found a pair of legs. I let my eyes travel up the person and when they get to the face I roll them.

I look at my phone and see I've only been sleeping for 5 minutes. I grumble not nice words at Noah and close my eyes again, trying to go back to sleep.

After a minute or two I'm still not asleep and Noah is still here. I decide to fake sleep. Even letting out a tiny snore.

"That was so fake, I know you're not sleeping" I can hear him move so I assume he sits down. He has room to sit because I'm curled up in a tiny ball. "Come on" he says and shakes my arm a little. When he stops shaking he doesn't move his hand but just keeps it there.

This irritates me so I give up trying and shake his arm off me. We stay silent for a few minutes and as soon as I'm about to drift off to sleep he opens his big beautiful mouth.

Okay, what the heck is wrong with me? It must just be from lack of sleep.

"Why are you sleeping here?" he asks. Why does he have to be so freaking annoying?

"Because I can"

"Well technically you can't" he says. If he keeps this up I might just have to to go beast mode on him.

What? A girl wants her sleep!

"You wanna bet?" I finally look over at him. He looks down at my chest but I know it's not in a dirty way. He's looking where my heart is. I think that's where it is.

"Sorry" he said putting his head down slightly.

I sit up "What for?"

"Nevermind" I let it pass because I just want to sleep so bad and I can't with him here.

"Why are you here?" I ask him. He looks up and puts his mask on. You know? That expressionless mask? Yeah, that one.

"I saw what happened yesterday, I thought that was really cool" He said.

"Yeah whatever" I said, I didn't want to talk about it.

"Oh come, I know there's more to you than just a shy high school girl and I wanna get to know that other side of yours" He said. I've really had enough of him. Plus, what do I have to lose from this guy? I've already told him most of my story, why not tell the rest?

"You wanna know more about me? Well fine I'll tell you all about me" he nodded, impatiently waiting for me to continue. I roll my eyes and start to tell.

"Well, when I was younger I had a bad temper. I would fight people, yell at them, anything. Nobody ever paid attention to me at school because they were scared I'd either push them away, literally and figuratively, or be their friend just to do bad to them later.

"That made it worse. I had control over my family because they were all scared of me too. I pushed my mom once, punched my dad and kicked about all the doors down in the house. I wasn't happy with the way I did things.

"I couldn't get help either because they would all give up on me. When I got the disease we moved here for the treatment and then we found someone who could actually handle me. Apparently he had anger issues also which helped him handle me better.

"So when I got over my anger problems I finally started high school. I started here Sophmore year because I did my freshman year online.

"When I started public high school I actually made friends and also became invisible to those I didn't want to notice me. Things were really bad when my brother died. So there you have it my whole freaking life story."

I grabbed all my stuff and got up. "Wait!" Noah said looking up at me. After all that he has more to say or ask? I can't believe him right now.

I mean he's never even looked at me before this week so why all of a sudden taking an interest? And then expecting me to tell him more when I have literally told him 98% of my life and problems?

"What now Noah? You gonna ask about my sex life? I mean after all you and your gang were talking about my butt" I tell him, I'm fed up with this.

"What?" He asks with fake confusion laced through his voice. He knows exactly what I'm talking about.

"Oh don't play stupid Noah. Back at the diner with your buddies? Yeah I heard. And why all of a sudden are you taking an interest in me? Huh? Is it because I have a disease and you feel bad now? Or is it because you need to add me to the list of 'girls I've messed with'? Are you doing a dare with your childish friends? Are you just trying to pick on me? Are you gonna out everything I just told you to the whole school? You gonna make me feel bad about everything I have told you since you stole my bracelet? Bully me? What is it Noah?"

He looks like he's about to drop his eyes out of their sockets.

"You wanna know something?" I ask him but don't give him time to answer. This is something he actually needs to know.

"You're bringing my past back to me because my bracelet, that bracelet, it's what keeps me calm when I get like this. My brother bought that for me to give to me on my birthday. I found it under his pillow because he never got to give it to me personally. He died the night before my birthday. And now because of you I don't have it any-"

I started to get dizzy really fast and my vision was going in and out. It was happening again. I try to say t least one more thing to Noah before I run out of time. My mouth opens and shut like a fish out of water. That's what I actually feel like right now.

"Hospital" I finally get out. I don't know if he heard me or not because the next thing I see is darkness.

Haha! Cliff hanger!

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