By some miracle, I had set my alarm in my daze. I woke up and in spite of my numbness, managed to get into the bathroom. I gave myself the required enema for the day as I showered. It was unpleasant, but not having to hold it in, was a much less humiliating experience than last night. I carefully hid the enema kit under the sink so my mom wouldn't find it. I went back to my room in a towel and set about bringing myself to the brink of an orgasm five times.
Despite my numbness, I panted in frustration in need by the third time and was a shaking mess by the fifth. I needed another shower, but a glance at the clock told me it wasn't going to happen. I roughly wrote DARLA inside my ass cheeks and squeezed my erect nipples into the rubber bands which I knew would keep them hard and make me a sexual mess all day. I tossed on a pink belly shirt and a black mini-skirt, the staples of my new wardrobe. I pulled on a pair of calf socks and my favorite boots and I was ready. I grabbed my books, tossed them into my bag and headed downstairs.
I forced a banana down with a glass of milk for breakfast. With little time to spare, I kissed my mom and bade her good day and headed to the bus stop. Julie's inquiries of my issues were blown off as we rode the bus to school and I didn't even attempt to make excuses. I just sat there in silence and when her tenth attempt to extract information had gone unanswered, she just held my hand in hers for the rest of the ride to school.
Once at school, I walked straight to Farin and Rebecca and telling Julie, I'd see her in class, walked into what I would come to know as 'our stall'. I showed them the bands and the ink in my ass crack. I told them I had done all five in the morning and apparently the throbbing of my clit let them know I wasn't lying.
Rebecca then had me bend over and open my ass cheeks wide. She couldn't have possibly known whether or not I had given myself the required enema, but she wanted to humiliate me, so she did. She told me she couldn't wait until someone fucked my newly cleaned ass, sending a shiver of fear through my body, which did not escape her notice and subsequent comment.
Farin looked very sympathetic towards me. She could tell I was numb to everything today. Rebecca sneered at me constantly and told me she would look for me in second period. She left Farin and I alone. I waited to be dismissed, but she just held my hands and looked at me sadly. "I'm sorry Carrie." She offered at last. "I never wanted it to happen this way. I mean, I always wanted to be your friend, or whatever, but I hate to see you like this. Is there anything I can do?"
I offered a weak smile. "Thanks Farin, sorry I was always such a bitch to you. You are a really nice girl and probably a great friend." I don't know why, but I kissed her cheek. She cried and I felt bad so I hugged her and she hugged me back really strong. I wanted to cry with her, but the numbness wouldn't allow me to experience any emotions at this time, so I just let her cry into my shoulder as we hugged.
Finally, she pulled herself together and we walked out of the bathroom in different directions. I fell into my chair at homeroom and just stared at the wall behind Miss Galler for the next forty-five minutes. Thoughts randomly flew through my mind. The entire chronology of events kept replaying as I tried to figure out when I should have realized the entire evening was one big setup.
The one thing I couldn't figure was how they knew I would be at the Wal-Mart when Rick was there. How had he known to be there at that time? Did he really even work there? Did it really matter?
Why had so many people gone out of their way to make my life so miserable? I had certainly never even met any of those involved. Why did they hate me so that they would set me up like this? What if I hadn't played pool? Was I really even any good or had they let me win to set me up?
I had so many questions and my mind just kept running through them all, trying to grasp how this entire mess of my life had been choreographed. I felt like such an idiot. How could I have let myself be tricked like this?
As the bell rang, my cell phone buzzed and I picked it up to my ear. "Hey Carrie." It was Darla as I expected. Julie squeezed my hand and said she would see me later. I wanted to talk to her, but I didn't know what to say.
"Hey." I returned, in a voice as monotonous as my mind.
"Carrie, I'm sorry." Darla said in a soft voice. "I know this has you really upset, Farin told me this morning. Look, why don't you just take the rest of the day and enjoy it. You have cheerleading this afternoon. I'll pick you and Julie up afterwards and we'll talk later."
I was about to protest, the idea of her meeting Julie scared me. As if reading my mind, she added, "Don't worry, I will never tell Julie about any of this, I swear it to you. Try to pull yourself together okay sweetie?"
I guess my silence was acceptable. "Carrie?"
"Yes?" I groaned, stumbling towards second period.
"You really need to snap out of this soon hon, you know it is hard for me to be nice for very long." She laughed uncomfortably. I forced a chuckle.
"You are going to be fine Carrie. You are strong, we all know that about you and we love you for it. I'll give you until tonight, and then my games are back on okay?"
I knew it wasn't a question. It was a statement offered in a pleasant way. "Yes." I answered. She hung up. I arrived at math class.
Rebecca seemed furious. Apparently, Darla had told her to lay off me today and she was not at all pleased. She didn't even taunt me about Brad's cousin. She just sat there and ignored me. She had her notebook out and was writing furiously in it. She didn't really pay attention at all to class. She kept looking at me with hate in her eyes and then went back to writing angrily in her book. Sometimes she chuckled to herself as she wrote.
