The Sound of Revenge

My Talk with Jarrod

I later realised that my right hand had been shaking the entire time I was with Jarrod, alone. I didn’t want any trouble. I didn’t want to turn into a monster again, not in front of Darcy who was watching from a distance. I felt safe whilst Darcy was watching me talk to Jarrod as I knew if Jarrod tried anything Darcy would be over in a second. I didn’t feel safe however when Jarrod pulled me into the corridor.
“Ok so just tell me want you want and then I have to go” I said desperately trying to make this chat with my possible killer as quick as I could.
“Drew told me about your conversation with him. The reason why you are no longer friends.” At first I wondered why Drew had told Jarrod of all people but then I remembered that he and Drew were good friends and Drew hadn’t heard about Jarrod’s other life.
“I want to know why you’re doing this Jarrod. Why are you investigating my whole life? Why are you making it so hard?” I asked.
“Because I care about you.”
I just laughed at Jarrod’s comment.
“You’re too funny. What’s the real reason? Why me?” I glared at him.
“I decide to pick on you because you won’t save yourself. You’re an attention seeker and you know it. You’re stubborn but won’t refuse. You don’t care what happens to yourself, only what happens to others because you don’t respect yourself. You get upset if you upset others. You can’t handle it. You break down. You lie, you cheat, you talk about others but if that comes back and bites you can’t stand it. So you make an easy target.” I looked at him, unable to say another word. He was right. My life meant nothing to me. I was an attention seeker. I walked away from my problems. I couldn’t stand that for once Jarrod was right.
So I didn’t stand. I crumbled to the floor, crying.
“See look at that. Crying out for attention again” Jarrod shouted at me, but he noticed Darcy running over and sneaked away. I don’t know where he went after that but we didn’t see him at all. I cried, Darcy comforted. I tried to tell him to leave me but he wouldn’t. I tried to say I didn’t want the attention but I really did. Not from everybody, just him. My Darcy. I cried harder when we found out that Laura had been taken to hospital. I didn’t stop crying even when Darcy drove me home. I didn’t stop when he sat with me on the couch holding my hand. I didn’t stop when my parents came home. I didn’t stop when he left to go back to his house. I didn’t stop crying even for my parents. I cried through dinner. I cried myself to sleep, but when I awoke I was no longer crying.