The friday that started it all

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Claire's pov

Friday, just great. Most people love Fridays, but i just happen to be one of those people that dread them. If your wondering why, it's because I'm the weird one at school, so that means I get bullied all the time, and let me tell you, I had no idea this was coming today and normally I expect everything that happens. Just as I was heading out of Spanish class at the very end of the day to go to the bus, of course Canen, Troy, and Jonathan, and the rest of their gang were waiting for me. I just barley saw them too late because when i tried to run, Jonathan caught my arm just in time to stop me. Lucky for me it was Friday so all the teachers were in meetings now and we had no hall patrol sadly. As soon as they grabbed me, I was up against the lockers in the halls and my bag was being dumped out. "No please, leave me alone." I wined. But of coarse they didn't listen at all. Canen punched me in the face and then screened at me, "What do you think your doing asking us to stop idiot. You can't stop us from doing anything, including punching you." Then they found what I prayed they never would, my headphones. Those were my life, my emotions, my feelings, my everything, and as soon as they saw a worried look appear on my face, Troy grabbed them and handed them to Canen, I guess you could say he leads the group. You guessed it, they smashed them and then dropped them on the ground where I could see the one thing I loved the most destroyed. I started to sob and they knew I was torn apart and let me fall to the floor on my knees. When I did they lifted my arms up and Canen punched me in the eye this time. I cried out in pain and fell to the floor. They then left me and as they walked away Troy said "Now you see here Claire, you are nobody here, and you never will be. As long as your nobody, we will always be here to show you how worthless you are to everyone. Don't you ever forget that." And then they left me in a sad lifeless ball on the ground and continued to walk away laughing.
I missed the bus home, but I guess sense Jonathan rides my bus it was ok. I walked home to see my brother Mitch's car in the driveway. I live with my brother Mitch because my parents are divorced and my brother and I couldn't decide who to stay with and who to leave, so sense he is basically and adult now and I'm a junior and have a job and so does he, we got our own house and he has a car to use for travel sense he's big on YouTube. When I walked into the house wearing one of my brothers sweatshirts covering my face, I tried to run strait to my room. I was still crying and I though, he's so popular and he's been gone all week, he won't get it. We used to be the best of friends, but now that he travels a lot, I don't tell him much at all and try to stay distant, but today wasn't my day. "Hey Claire how was school?" He asked hoping for a response. I didn't answer and went strait to my room. He came in after me and I asked him to leave, refusing to look up not wanting to show him my black eye. "Please go Mitch, I'm not in the mood right now." I said while choking up trying to fight off the rivers of tears inside me. He noticed immediately that something was wrong and sat right down next to me.

Mitch's pov

As soon as my sister Claire got home, I asked her how school was, but she immediately went to her room not responding. We were normally distant because I traveled a lot, but this was different. I knew it was because when we used to be really close together, if something was off, she would always run to her room, so I followed her to see what was going on and if I could help at all. As I opened the door I heard "Please go Mitch, I'm not in the mood right now." She was fighting back tears to try to be strong for me. I loved how much she cared to try to impress me and stay strong, but I knew right then and there, it wasn't some normal drama that happened because if it was she would only wine about it saying how stupid it was. It was something way more and it tore her apart today. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her shoulder. As soon as I did, she started to sob into her hands shaking her head and asking me to go. I wouldn't leave her here like this so I took her hand and said, "I'm not going to go no matter how much you want me to. I know that something happened and when your ready i need you to tell me." About ten minutes later, when she had finally calmed down, she took her hood off and showed me her black eye and bruises on her face. I couldn't even begin to describe how bad I felt for her. I ran to get her ice and then pulled her into a hug that lasted a while. After it was over, she knew I wanted to know what happened but she shoved me away and wouldn't tell me. "Go Mitch you've helped enough now please go." She said quietly "No I'm not going until I find out what happened." I told her. She then looked to be getting mad and half yelled half cried "Why would I tell you Mitch. You've been gone for a week and almost every time you come back from a trip it's only for a day. Your never here for me anymore and you don't know what I'm going through. Why should I tell you what happened to me. You won't care because you'll be gone in a day anyway and not back for a month. I miss you Mitch. I need you back and your never here. I can't live like this because when I need someone, your never here to help and I know I shouldn't be mad at you for that, but I am because I need you Mitch. I need my brother. I need my friend." That last sentence tore my dam inside apart and I started to let the overflowing water from inside me flow out. She was right, I was never here for her and I never knew what was going on. She was right, and that broke me apart. She needed me and I was off having fun and traveling. I let Claire, my sister, my friend down and had been doing it for a year now. She never told me, but I assumed everything was fine. Well I was horribly wrong and I didn't know what else to do, so I started to sob. "Claire I'm so sorry. Can you forgive me. I never knew and I should have paid more attention. I'm a horrible brother Claire. I'm supposed to be here for you and help you through hard times. I don't know what else to say but I'm sorry and can you ever forgive me."

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