"I Wonder"

[Shiningami]

Sitting in class, I wonder, 'Has she gone through what I have? Has she had to endure the pain? The disbelief?'
The fear that he's right behind you, waiting. Waiting to kill you.
The trust lost, the feelings hurt. The stares, stares of disbelief.

I sit here and wonder, do I always have to watch my back? Every second I'm alone, do I have to look over my shoulder? Every night, as slowly, slowly the minutes snail by, do I have to think of him? Think that somewhere, somewhere he's out there. Out there waiting for me to turn my back. Waiting for all walls to fall so he can strike.

Is he here now?
Watching my every move?

If he got me alone, would he hurt me again? Or would he point his blade at me, point his blade, look me in the eyes, his hatred showing, penetrating my heart, penetrating my innocence, and say, "I hate you."
Would the tension, heat, and anger run hight? Would he hurt me again?
The the people. They hear it, but do they understand? Understand how unwanted he was. How unwanted his actions? Do they, can they, really understand? Understand the nightmare my life has become. My world of peace and happiness, things you read about come to life? Not in your head, as a book may, but in your life. The life I thought so perfect, now lay in shatters about my feet.
Now, the feelings are running. The feelings of being lost, angry, but most of all, I feel scared, helpless, and hurt. I can't turn to anyone. No one understand, understands the pain, the missunderstanding, the hatred of him. Knowing no one understands, no one understands the pain, the fear, makes things worse.

Is he here now?
Watching my every move?

Has she gone through the same as I?