11- Vanilla

The first person to ever know what I really was, was my Ma.

Alistair Montgomery was many things, and one of this things, was her ability to read people. It helped her in gossip groups, rising in fame—

Helped her in handling me.

"Are you alright?"

I look up from the book I was dawdling in. Doctor had given me saying I could write whatever I wanted in it, that was if I did not feel okay enough to talk to her myself that was.

But I would never write what I felt. What I thought.

It didn't help anyone.

Kai is sitting some feet away from me, a look on his face that reminds me of how Lily looked at me when Mother Superior brought me out of her basement.

I hated it.

I chuckle, closing the book "Yeah. My shoulder still kinda hurts though"

"Wanna go to the clinic?" He asks.

I give a brief shake of my head "No. It's just a light bruise, it'd go away"

I try to reach out for it again, wincing one more time. I think I hit the handle of the locker and hurt something, I don't even know anymore.

"Um,