Only for you

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

There was one time, when I was sixteen, that I had poured spagetti sauce all over the most popular boy of my previous school. Candy Bitch, his girlfriend had swiped her nails over my face. I punched her and broke her pretty nose.

Why, u ask?

They annoyed me.

A few hours later, I was back at my uncle’s home, in front of my hysterical aunt, my expressionless uncle and a sister who hated my guts. I was immediately expelled because I had made the star player of the school cry.

Yes cry. He did cry.

And it was pathetic.

I offered him a tissue.

The time before that, I had kicked a few guys where the Sun doesn’t shine because they were bothering me, and I had later kissed my sister’s boyfriend in front of her just to make her take back that I was ugly.

Another time, I set my aunt’s favourite red dress and pink podka scarf on fire.

The time before that I left spiders under my neighbours pillow.

In all these cases I was the bitch, the one to blame and honestly I loved it when people look and me and glare, sneer at me when I walk by, whisper behind my back and spread rumours about me.

I loved when they did it, because I wanted to show the one sitting way above us that it should have been me that they had taken, not John and Katherine Williams.

And now, for the first time in my life, I was afraid of the attention.

As I walk down the hallways of my new schhol, students glare at me, sneer at me, throw insults my way but I don’t care.

Seriously.

Even if this time it isn’t because of my fault.

I am afraid of the small haired brunette with wide innocent eyes and the handsome gay guy who walked beside me, being part of the abuse, because they wanted to stick with me.

They didn’t want to leave me alone.

They thought that I would feel safe, trusted but I didn’t, I felt fear, I felt helplessness and I felt a strange emotion pierce through my heart when I saw Shelby shoving her tongue down Alex while he, not so subtedly, groped her ass.

I squeezed my eyes shut and gulped the sudden rock in my throat. Tears burned the corner of my eyes and I fisted my hands.

A hand on my arm made me look at Amanda, whose eyes held sympathy for me.

“ Lets go from here.”

I nodded meekly and turned but Bryan gripped my upper arm.

“ No. Never walk away. Face him and show him that it doesn’t matter to you whom he is shagging and why. Never appear weak. He will just tread on my emotions.”

Don’t worry about that Bryan, he already did.

“ But Bryan-“

“No Amanda.”

I looked at my best friend whom I had thought to be a weak person, but ironically he is the one showing the most strength right now.

Suddenly I started seeing Bryan in a new light.

We walked down the hallway, walked past Alex and his popular group who glared at us all the way before we disappeared from their view.

Suddenly, I thought about the dark haired brown eyed friend that I had recently made.