VII
He didn't bother finding the others during lunch, instead he stayed in
Anands class and worked on his story. After this weekend he had a lot more
to add, but mostly he didn't leave because he didn't want to face the other
students. He saw the way they watched him sharp eyes sharp tongues quick to
twist his words slashing their meaning until they had what they wanted to
hear.
"Did you like it ?" Ashley asked
"He attacked me !" Jason snapped bitterly.
"Soo.if he hadn't attacked you ,you would have liked it ?"
He turned away disgusted.
The mans name was Carlos Rivera ,he learned that from the police file and
the countless hours he spent giving his statement, identifying his
attacker, over and over .This wasn't his first charge of child molestation
but Jason's mother would fight to make sure it was his last.
As he typed Jason felt eyes on him looking up he was met by almost half a
dozen pairs reflecting the computer light like predators on safari videos.
"What the fuck are you all looking at!" He spat as he stood and left the
room. They watched silently as he left, the whispers started even before
the door closed behind him.
He ate a silent lunch in the stair well. One snickers bar ,one vanilla
coke. He closed his eyes and sang along to the song echoing from his C.D
player turned up to block reality.
" Heaven holds a sense of wander, and I wanted to believe that id get
caught up ,when the raging winds subsides. Passion chokes the flower ,til
she cries no more.."
Foot steps brought him back to reality ,his eyes opened , Rayven towered
over him for a second before dropping down next to him. Her black make up
ran even as she buried her face against his chest circling her arms around
his waist.
He yanked her headphone plug from her player and plugged into the dual
adapter of his own and held her close they both sang aloud, not caring who
heard. .
" I cant help this longing ,comfort me. I cant hold it all in, if you won't
let me .Heaven holds a sense of wander, and I wanted to believe that id get
caught up when the raging wind subsided. In this white wave I am sinking in
this silence, in this white wave. In this silence I believe, I have seen
you in this white wave you are silent. You are breathing in this white
wave I am freeeee...."
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