Chapter 3

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Dear Future Me,

So, I told Peter about Stacy and Tom yesterday. It didn't go too well. He was in complete denial until I showed him the picture I took. He didn't say anything after that. And the look on his face broke my heart. I have never seen him look so broken and vulnerable.

He called her and asked her to meet him at the park. When he got home he told me he ended it with her. I knew he was but when he told me I was expecting to feel relieved. Instead I felt sorry for him. I guess it's because even though Stacy was an awful person, she was my brothers longest relationship. I kinda felt terrible.

Oh well, that feeling ended today at school. She was not joking when she said that she was going to make my life hell. The moment I got off the bus it started. She was waiting for me by the bus stop and smacked me the second I stepped off. She hit the same cheek and it hurt 10x worse than the first slap.

I tried my hardest to keep in the tears. Then, she immediately started running her mouth about how I ruined her and Peter's relationship. I was too stunned to say anything; to embarrassed to do anything.

There was a crowd forming around us. It was so humiliating. Finally I got my senses back and reached up to slap her back. She ducked and I ended up slapping one of her friends. After that it was three against one. They pummeled me. I was practically road kill.

Some how a teacher didn't see us or just didn't bother to interfere. The day went on and I had to walk around with a black eye and a split lip. Everyone just stared as I passed and I could hear what they were saying behind my back. I kept hearing "That's the girl that broke up Stacy and Peter. I bet she was jealous and wanted him to himself self."

One girl even called me a whore as I passed her.

Did this school full of people I have known my entire life not know that we were siblings? Am I really that invisible?

Future me, are we still invisible and accused of? Do people still not know who we are and what we can do? Or does everyone know our name and love us? Or are we just everyday people? I guess I'll find out sooner or later.

Not looking forward to tomorrow.

Sincerely,
A dreadful Tammy

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