Easy For Haters... right? (1D Fanfic) #Wattys2015

Half a Heart

(Brooke’s P.O.V)

‘I’m sorry but we are unable to connect you to the person you are trying to call. Make sure you check your connection to…’

“Ugh! Why won’t you connect?” I yelled at my phone. I was walking round the cabin, trying to fit in crazy positions to try and get at least 1 bar.

As soon as Amy left, I couldn’t help but feel guilty. So guilty. Why would I even say that to Abi, when I know what she has gone through?

It is only the first day of camp and they are already causing trouble. I was going to get revenge. The thing is I can’t now, I am Harry’s assistant and I am smart enough to know that ‘getting revenge’ would be breaking the rules. Maybe I could get my friends to help, they could…

Are they still my friends? What if they don’t forgive me?

I keep thinking that they will forgive me because they always do but what if I went past the line? What if I go back to being the girl who wasn’t pretty enough to have friends? Or smart enough to have friends? Or funny enough to have friends?

What if I go back to being the girl who got bullied?

I felt a tear roll down my cheek but I shook it away as I rang Jodie’s phone again.

It started to ring as I felt hope. It rang 3 times before going to voicemail. I felt upset. Everyone knows that, if the person doesn’t decline the call, then it rings for 9 times. I started to feel more tears fall down my cheek but this time I let them. Nobody could see my weak side so it was fine. I sat on my bed as I checked the clock 4:00pm. This first day has flown by and not in a good way. Everyone would be in there camps now, probably unpacking so I knew that when someone knocked, it would be my friends.

I started to cry some more at the thought of them hating me. What most people didn’t know, was that I used to get bullied. I used to get bullied so much I…

Let’s just say I had bad thoughts and made bad actions.

I started to think back to the bad times.

*Flashback*

 

“Look who it is” I heard someone call from behind. I thought they had left school ages ago. That was the only reason I stayed at school was so I didn’t have to get followed by them.

 

“Look, it’s the girl who got so fat that she was kicked out of the dance team.” I heard Gemma shout from behind me. I walked a little bit faster but I heard their footsteps quicken as mine did too.

 

“Yeah, you might be able to run away now but tomorrow you will be at school and lets just say we have got a lot planned for you.” I heard Gemma’s friends say from behind me. I turned around to see them walk away. I ran to the park, I didn’t feel like going home anytime soon.

 

As I ran into the park, I sat down. I started to sob thinking about the stuff they could do to me. Gemma is a few years older than me. I am 11 and she was 14. Me and her used to be in the same dance team before I broke my ankle and was kicked off of the team. Gemma was jealous of me because I used to get the solos instead of her so once I was kicked off the team then she had her time to get revenge. She told everyone that I was kicked off the team because I was too fat. I only ate more because I was so upset about the team kicking me off but she told everyone something different. That’s when it started.