.Bad Girl.

Nightmares

"Worthless" "Pathetic" "fat" "ugly" "emo" . That all I heard as I gently sliced through my soft skin. I told my self I wouldn't do it again because I promised him but he's gone now. I woke up from my dream about to scream but I couldn't in case I woke up my dad. My dad would yell at me because I am "disturbing his beauty sleep" . He is very serious about his job. My dads a model and my moms a photographer. They always leave on business trips and don't really care about me. There rich but we live in a tiny apartment. I hope that when we move tomorrow that our house will be bigger. My names Annebeth. I'm 17. I don't have any friends. I swim. I dance. And I do gymnastics. I'm very stylish too. I'm not a cheerleader but I do have wavy brown hair, a fit body, and blue eyes like most cheerleaders im just not like them. I'm very bitchy, I'm also shy though. I just need someone who can put up with me. Since it's already 4 AM I decided to get up and get ready for another terrible day at school. I got up and hopped in the shower after turning my alarm off so It won't bug me when it does go off. When I got out I grabbed a white loose sweater to wear and black black ripped skinny jeans. I also put on my blue converse. I went down the hall and cooked breakfast for once. My parents followed soon after. "Annebeth why are you awake at this hour!?" My mom said . "Couldn't sleep" I replied bored. She just nodded her head. M dad didn't even acknowledge me as usual. I rolled my eyes and sat down at the small island eating my eggs and toast. The whole morning me and my mom just chatted and chatted but when my phone went off I knew I had to leave. I hopped in my white Mercedes and sped down the road. When I arrived to school evreything went as usual. Me getting bullied, yelled at , and I got hit today too. I was lucky my parents weren't home when I got home or else they would have freaked at the hand shaped bruise on my face. As I walked in it saw a note from my mom telling me to start on my packing, I know your probably thinking, why haven't you already packed when your moving tommorow? Well it's because
1.im to lazy
and
2. I don't have a lot.
So I started on clothes while calling my only friend over, Kora. She's been with me threw evreything and is very sad about me moving. I couldn't be happier. Kora said that she's on her way and I just got done with my clothes. My mom said I don't need to bring my furniture other than what I want to. I'm bringing my mushroom seat. It's the only comfortable thing I know of. All of a sudden the boy who I loved popped into my head, his name was - I snapped outta my thoughts by a sweaty Kora bursting through my door. I gave her a 'wtf?!' Look but she jut shook her head. "Check your phone." She commanded. I did and saw a picture I wanted to cry about. It was a picture of me with my cuts showing and that person who posted it was wishing for me to die. I looked at the name of the user who posted it and started silently sobbing . Him. He was the one who posted it. My boy friend.

A/N bRuH
--hehehe. Didn't see that did you? Didn't know she had a bf did YA. Botch plz I'm FABOULOUS