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they do to you?”Alex asked softly. I looked at him and he had that look in his eye. That pitying look I got from people when they found out the bad things that happened to me. Okay not bad, like one of my parents dying. But bad like losing a friend to cancer and things like that. Plus, it made me seem weak to everyone. It was just bullying and I should’ve been able to handle my own problems.

 

“Nothing.” I replied stubbornly. “It was once a long time ago.” I said and glared at Ian. He had no right saying that. It was my problem, my secret. I was meant to tell that to whoever I wanted to.

 

“No. I’m not letting you do this again.” Ian replied indignantly and folded his hands across his chest. “You haven’t told mom and dad. Not even the school psychiatrist. No one and it’s been long enough. Telling someone, anyone, might help.”

 

“I told you and that was because I didn’t want something like this to happen.” I replied and pointed to Alex’s face. “You see that look? That’s what I hate and that’s exactly why I didn’t want to tell anyone. That was the same look, same pity I got when Sarah died. I hated that!” I yelled. Anger was surging through me and I couldn’t help yelling. Ian’s face dropped and all the fury disappeared.  I turned to Alex to see his looking at me with an expression with so many emotions. It was pity, sadness, confusion and rage all wrapped in one. That’s when I became conscious of the fact of what I had just spilt. “Don’t. Let’s just concentrate on what has to be done now.” I said and looked at my feet. I couldn’t keep looking at those eyes. Mirroring everything I was feeling inside. Alex shot me a look when I looked at his face again. This wasn’t over, he wasn’t let it going to end so easily.

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