Chapter Three - Changed

EDITED READ BECAUSE I CHANGED SOME OF IT

School was finally over, and I was trying my best to get out of there.

I needed to go home, and I knew that would mean I had to walk. I know, I know, blind people probably shouldn't walk home, but I had no choice. My mom was probably drunk, and I didn't want her picking me up, and my step-dad was at work.

"Ree!" I heard a shout...was that Christian? I quickened my pace, trying to walk fast without running into anything.

"hey! It's miss blind b***h."

Oh no, the girl from this morning was back...and she was really close.

She bumped me hard, causing me to crumple to the floor. Usually, I had strength to beat this a*s hole, but every time, I remember what she said that morning...about me being fucked up.

I stay on the ground, letting her kick me and walk away...but then.

"Christian! What are you doing, she's the jerk we told you about!"

Before I could even ponder what they meant, I heard someone breathing...and I felt a hand close around mine.

"Come on, stand up." The voice said, pulling me up.

I slowly got up from the ground. "T-Thanks..."

There was an angry gasp and then the girls from before had gone away.

"Don't let them get to you, okay?"

I didn't say anything, but I drew my hand back.

"How are you getting home? You're mom driving you?" Christian asked.

I shook my head, and started to turn away, but he put his arm out and grabbed my shoulder, turning me back around.

"Then how?"

"I-I'm walking..." why was I scared to tell him that? I don't know...but something about him made me not want him to worry.

"What?!" he was clearly upset. "You could get run over!"

I growled a little. "I told you I'm not a normal blind person!" I shouted.

"Yeah! but..." his voice grew soft, caring, even. "You're still blind...and I don't want you dieing. At least let me walk with you."

"What about those girls?" I said, knowing I wasn't being fair. "They wouldn't want that happening. That girl...who pushed me...she's you're girlfriend, isn't she?" I asked, frowning angrily.

"No."

That surprised me a bit. Okay, a lot. "What? But, I'm sure somebody's your girlfriend!"

I said, not even realzing that we had started walking, and he was leading me.

"I broke up with the girl who pushed you."

I laughed a little. "And how did that go? She tell you you were a fucked up kid?" I asked.

He stopped a little. "Ree...did she tell you that?"

I stopped, realizing how serious he had become.

"I-I...yeah...she said that my mom drank or smoked when she had me...and that I was F-Fucked up." I said, looking down. Even though I couldn't see them, I didn't want to look in his eyes.

And then he lifted my chin up. I knew he was staring right in my eyes, not scared of the gray discoloration like so many other people were.

"you aren't...your better than her. You're nice, you like music, and your smart. I don't think your fucked up."

I hated crying. The last time I had done it was when I was five and my favorite stuffed animal got stolen by this one guy in my Kindergarten class...

but I knew I was crying now, because I could feel the hot tears on my cheeks as I tried violently to stare at his eyes. No matter what I did, all I saw was darkness. And for the first time ever...

I've wanted to see.

"Just take me home." I said, trying to sound angry, but my sobs broke my speech up into small and tiny gurgles. I wanted to hug him. Not because he was good looking, heck, for all I knew he could be the biggest nerd (though why the girls would hang around a nerd beats me). No, it wasn't that, it was that he was the first comforting person I've met that isn't always busy, or drunk or...

Before I could hug him he hugged me.

It wasn't awkward or anything, I hugged him tight, sobbing into his soft fleece jacket.

I felt around, taking comfort in knowing how he looked. At least, as much as I can tell from feel.

He smelt like cinnamon and a mix of lime...it was so strong that it intoxicated me. But I didn't feel that way towards him. He felt like the dad I never really had, even if we were the same way.

"You never told me where you lived." He stated, releeasing me from his hug.

I blushed, or at least I think I did. "Um..." No what? I lived in an appartment right in the middle of Minneapolis, but my mom had never told me the adress. I probably should have gotten that before I left this morning.

"Can I not go home?" I asked, because I didn't want him knowing that I had no idea where I lived.

His breathing slowed, either in sadness or annoyance.

"Y-yeah, I guess." he said, clearly unsure of where blind girls like to hang out.

"Nocturne." I said, smiling a little bit.

"Nocuturne?" He asked, clearly unsure of what I was talking about.

"Yeah, its a game, I play it. It's hard, being blind, but this place I go to play it, it has these..well...un-blind, but still messed up people. I guess, it's a place where we get together." I said, trying to explain it while leading him there at the same time.

Before school had started, I had taken a small stroll around the city, which thinking back was probably a dumb idea, and this girl, or at least I think it was a girl, came up to me. She said that there's a place where people like me could go. She gave me her cell number (it had taken me a long time to memorize the keys on a cell phone, but I finally did.) and told me to call.

"So...you guys with different problems go and hang out? Who named it Nocturne."

"Me!" I said as I slowly yet surely dialed her number. "When she told me about it, they hadn't come up with a name, so I named it." I said, smiling.

"She?"

"The owner silly." I said, smirking as I held the phone to my ear.

"Hello, Juno?" I asked into the reciever.

"Yeah, I'm heading over right now."

I turned towards Christian.

"Yes, I'm bringing a friend."

Author's Note

Edited it so that I can keep going ^_^

Reviews

[Terra Hart]

Yeah, a tad fast, but still good.

[Collette Paige]

I was going to have it where she decides not to date him, because that one girl says something and...teehee, It'll be fun.

[Viki Rachel]

Too fast! Slow down!