Anger Is A Girl's Best Friend(I Am Not Okay With This fanfic)

Downhill/Alone Again, Naturally

Syd and I were sitting on a bench outside in the courtyard, my head resting on her shoulder as she scribbled some shit down in her notebook, when Dina suddenly walked up to us. Instantly, my head shot up off of Syd's shoulder, and I scooted away from her a few inches, looking down, not liking having to hide our relationship, least of all from the one who very nearly won my girlfriend over before me, but for Syd's sake, I was gonna do it. I was pretty sure Dina had noticed, and felt her eyes on me, then slowly looked up, and glared at her. "What the hell are you staring at?" Surprisingly, she shot back, "A dyke, that's what", and my eyes widened, hurt flooding my body. Never had Dina called me that word before, and I felt myself flinch, before I grabbed my bag and other stuff off the ground, shooting an apologetic look at Syd, tears in my eyes. "I- I gotta go. I have some shit to do before class.. See you later, Syd." I practically ran into the school, my heart pounding against my ribs, and made my way into the girls' bathroom, my whole body stiff and aching, still sore from the beating and other torment Jenny Tuffield had given me, then pulled out my carton of cigarettes, and lit one up, blowing out the smoke and closing my eyes, trying to calm down.

My mood instantly darkened, as Dina stormed into the bathroom, and I quickly snuffed out the rest of my cig under my shoe, trying to leave before she saw me, but didn't make it in time. She slammed me up against the wall, and glared at me, her grip on my bruised arms bringing tears to my eyes. "Dina, fucking let go of me! You're hurting me!" Her grip only tightened, and she got right in my face, saying, "I don't know what's going on with you and Syd, but I know that you're the reason she's keeping secrets from me. Everyone is right about you; You're pathetic, looking for attention, and use people for your own sick games, just like Jenny. Now you've got your claws in my best friend, but I won't let you corrupt her.. Got it? In other words, stay the fuck away from her, or you'll be sorry." She let go of me, and left, and I slowly slid down against the bathroom wall, my whole body shaking. So not only did I have to deal with Phil and Diane, but now I had Jenny Tuffield up my ass, Brad looking for revenge, and a very pissed off Dina to try and keep from killing me. Not to mention keeping the relationship thing a secret..

It seemed like everything was going downhill fast, and I wasn't sure how to stop it, or what to do to get through it, but there was no way in Hell I was going to stay away from Syd. I wiped my eyes, put on my bitchy face to ward off people, and slowly walked to class, sliding into my seat silently, slumping down, as I saw Dina turn and give me a dirty look. I could hear Syd whisper, "You okay?", but chose to ignore her, not feeling like talking, scared I might burst into tears. I stayed like that for the rest of class, until mercifully, the bell rang for lunch, and I made my way out into the hallway, where Syd managed to grab my arm, and yank me away from the crowd. "Val, what's going on? Why are you ignoring me?" I lowered my eyes to the floor, and muttered, "Your sweet and loving best friend threatened to hurt me if I don't stay away from you. But that's not why I ignored you in class.. I just- I didn't feel like talking." She let of my arm, and took a step back, and as I looked up, and saw the expression on her face, I felt my heart twist with pain.

She shook her head, and muttered, "I can't fucking believe you. I know you're mad at Dina, and jealous of her, but making up some bullshit story to make me mad at her? That's just lame." I felt tears slide down my face, and glared at her. "I'm not lying! Why would I make that up? You heard what she called me outside!" Syd replied, "Well, you are a fucking dyke, Val! Just because you can't handle one pathetic little insult, you think it's okay to make up shit about my best friend?! I've known her for a long time, but I barely know shit about you!" The broken expression I must have made as she called me that word must have made her realize what she said, as her eyes widened in horror. "Val-" By that time, I was walking away from her, and I stopped and turned to face her. "I'm sorry that I'm such a liar.. But for the record, I'm not the only one who likes girls around here, but I guess you lied about loving me. Fuck off, Syd.." I left her standing there speechless, and stormed my way off down the hallway, towards the front doors. Fuck that shit, I was out of there. Even my house with stupid Phil and Diane felt more welcoming and breathable than the school did at that moment.

I saw Stan heading towards the cafeteria, and as he saw me, he stepped in front of me, a worried expression on his face. "Val, are you okay?" That made the tiny white hot spark inside me flare up with rage, and I let my anger loose on him. The poor asshole didn't deserve it at all, considering he was being a lot nicer than over half the school at the moment, but he was the closest person in range, and once I exploded, I couldn't stop the words from flooding out. "Why the fuck does everyone keep asking me that?! Does it look like I'm okay?? Why do you even care? It's not like we're friends or anything!" Instant hurt filled his eyes, and he turned, and walked away without a word, letting me storm outside in peace. As I made my way to the bridge, it occurred to me that I was back where I had started; I was on my own once again, with no Stan, no Syd, and with the pain and loneliness inside of me threatening to crush me. It started feeling hard to breathe, and I closed my eyes, trying hard to keep myself calm, knowing that if I didn't, someone might get hurt, or find out about my powers, and I couldn't let either of those things happen.

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to have my parents with me, to hold me and tell me it would be okay, but I knew they wouldn't, and that they were never coming back. The shadowy figure with the gun had seen to that that fateful day, and had tried to take me with them, too. I kind of wished that they had succeeded, because feeling as alone as I was that day? It fucking hurt, more than words can ever say. I had lost my girlfriend and only friend in the same day, and it was my own fault.. Maybe Syd was right; Maybe I was just jealous, and had misunderstood what Dina had meant. I mean, Syd was her best friend, and she was just looking out for her. I had been a bad influence, and had probably just helped ruin her life, so why shouldn't I stay away from her? She'd only end up getting hurt if I didn't.. I hadn't noticed that I had made my way home while I was deep in thought, and was actually disappointed to see the car gone. I could have honestly enjoyed listening to Phil and Diane scream at me or each other, because it would sure as Hell beat the self hating thoughts whirling around inside of my skull. I sighed, and walked into my room, flopped down on my bed, and wondered why I was born the way that I was. I mean, did I exist just to hurt people I cared about? It made no sense, but I was even beginning to firmly believe that the death of my parents was actually my fault, too.

I curled up on my bed, my heart aching, and plugged in my headphones, blaring heavy metal music as loud as it would go in my ears, trying to drown out those awful thoughts, and any thoughts of Stan or Syd. As I laid there, I watched the room steadily get darker, and wondered if from that day forward, I would be empty and alone forever, or if someone would help me feel whole again. As I began drifting off into sleep, a faint memory from when I was a little kid surfaced in my mind, and I remembered that I had wandered into my Dad's home office to see him talking with a shadowy figure, begging the person to leave me alone, but that was all I could remember clearly, before everything was fuzzy. So my parents had known the figure that killed them, or someone associated with them, and I was part of the puzzle, too. But why would the shadow figure want me? And why would they kill my parents? These thoughts were the last few swimming around in my head, as I fell completely asleep, not knowing what was lurking ahead in the dark future for both me and Syd..