Chapter 10: The Invisible Girl in Room Thirteen by Stephen Simpson
I glanced around, suddenly feeling isolated with just the
two of us, out of view of the other students who were still eating or had gone
up to their rooms. “I have homework,” I told her. “I should go.”
She took a step closer to me. “Alison, what do you think
Lily is trying to tell you?”
“Nothing…”
“After you came out of that room, I noticed straight away
you were different. You are acting strange and then that message on the cubicle
wall next to Shannon...”
“How do you know about that?”
“I know someone who knows someone who works at Constable
Fraser’s house and you know how people never see the help, so she’s overheard
some stories...”
“Like what?”
“Like your dad is the one who broke Lily’s heart and left
her for your rich, snobbish mother.”
“So? What’s it to you?” Why was this happening to me? How
many people knew? Was I now forever linked to the reason why Lily killed
herself?
“So,” she said sarcastically. “I put two and two together
and realised that message on the cubicle wall was for you, and I was wondering
what it meant?”
“I really don’t know what it means.”
“I think you do, though.” She smirked as she lifted her
forearm and her bangles dangled down to her elbow so that I could clearly see
the scars on her wrist. “See. I can relate.”
I closed my eyes, feeling a chill.
From across the courtyard, there was a sudden soft sound.
Scratch… Scratch… Scratch…
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