*Avery's POV*
I had to go to school, my mum didn't force me but I need to. I need to stay strong for him. And I need to kill those people who made him do this, I had been crying constantly.
I walk out of the door, my hair was a mess and I looked a state. I brushed my teeth, but not for long.
I walked onto the bus and started listening to depressing songs, I listen to music what relates to what I feel like. I hear muffled laughter a from behind me and I just stare straight forward- I won't let it get to me.
I arrive at the school gates and look at the place me and Harry used to sit, I felt tears start to form in my eyes.
"Where's the geek?" Jake snarled, and started laughing. His friends hadn't arrived to school yet, he was alone. I start to cry, I felt a panic attack coming.
I was shaking like crazy and fell to the ground, trying to calm my breathing. Jake, started.. Helping me? He told me to keep my head down, this is all down to anxiety and Harry's death. "It's your fault!" I said shakily, and soon enough my panic attack stopped. I could finally breath properly but I still had tears rolling down my cheeks. Everyone stared, Jake sat down next to me.
We saw Hayes and the populate looking at Jake with a questioning look. Everyone was staring. "Look away! It's rude to stare." He snapped at everyone, I was in shock. "What's wrong?" He asked me, what the fuck?
"He's gone. Because of you. You made him do it. You are vile." I choke out and start to cry again.
"Who's gone? What's my fault?" He asks, clearly confused. That's when I blow.
"You and your fucking friends made his life hell! You made him feel never fucking good enough and now he's fucking gone. He was depressed- because of you. He was suicidal- because of you. You don't see what you did to him? You didn't see the scars on his wrist. You didn't see the burns on his wrists. You didn't give a shit about him and now he's gone. I fucking hate you and your friends, how could you?! You wanted to push him that far, you wanted him to kill himself?! You wanted him to die! You wanted to fucking hurt him. I am pissed off, my best friend is gone due to you and your fucking hoes and dicks in your group. Do you want that to happen to me? I bet you fucking do. Thank you for fucking ruining my life, I moved here 2 months ago and all you have done is make my life hell. You made him hurt himself, you made him kill himself. And I will never forgive you for that, mark my words." I spit at him, his eyes start to fill with tears.
I turn around to the group, "And you. You are fucking disgusting, I fucking hate all of you. Bully me, I don't give two damn shits. You want me to kill myself, right? Just like Harry did, don't you? Just carry on being fucking bullies, just make me go off the edge. You make my life hell, I fucking hate you all. Die, I don't give a shit. Go fucking die in a hole. You are not worth my time. I hate you." I said and slapped some of the girls.
I had a teacher pull me back, "Calm down." She said softly.
"They killed him. They made him go off the edge, they made him do it." I said, and went onto full panic mode. I start to cry, everyone was currently crying. Hayes and his friends were crying their eyes out, but Jake was the worst. He was sat down, tears streaming down his face.
"I didn't mean for it to go that far," Hayes said to me.
"Well, he's gone now. I hate you more than I've hated anyone before, fuck you dick." I said, and started to cry again.
