My blood

Chapter 6

2 days was all I was aloud off from school. I made up some lame excuse to susan, that I'd fallen down a flight of stairs.

And she believed me. Or she just wanted to believe me. I did aswell.

Those two days though, were for the worst. Too much time to think.

Thinking about why my parents abandoned me, why I was bullied everywhere I went.

It was because I was fat. Useless. Ugly.

A waste of space. And everyone knew it aswell.

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Back at school, there was no improvement.

The boys sneering at me when I flinched as they shoved into me.

The classes lasted for what seemed forever. The teachers droned on about the American revolution, quadratic equations, French verbs and demograpy.

And they wondered why we got bored.....

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When school ended, I was so relieved. All I wanted was to get home!

I raced to my locker, the corridor buzzing with activity.

I had almost gotten all my books when my locker door was shut closed.

I looked up in confusion to find Charlotte and Jessie, the two queen bees of the school standing there, smirking at me.....

"h-hi" I stuttered and looked around. Everybody was staring at us. I Locked eyes with Harry across the corridor and he just stared back, with no intention of giving first. The steel gaze.

"we know about your parents" Charlotte sneered.

"wait-what!" I squeaked,beginning to panic, how I they find out!!!!

"we know how you cut yourself after you mommy left you. Abandoned you. Awww did mommy not love you?" they giggled and I felt the tears welling up in my eyes.

Usually I never cried, but this was a soft spot for me. My weak spot.

I blinked furiously as they continued.

"and your dad was so disgusted by you for becoming such a- such a what Jessie?" they smirked at each other.

"a freak. An ugly, fat worthless , disgusting freak. Is that what you were looking for Charlotte?" she asked innocently.

"that's exactly it. Jessie. An ugly fat worthless disgusting freak- oh look Jessie! She's crying! Are you going to run home and cry to mommy? Oh wait, you can't!" she sneered as laughter erupted all around me.

My heart sank and I bit my lip, willing the tears to go away as they threatned to spill over.

I turned to leave but they shoved me back into the lockers.

"she's a freak, isnt she Harry?" she smirked at me.

"a freak through and through." he smirked at me

My heart dropped as I let out a long sigh . He thought I was a freak. Now I was truly broken. Even though he and his friends tormented me daily, shoved me into lockers and elbowed me in my stomach and basically did everything in their power to make my life a living hell, as if it wasnt like that anyway, I was still, slowly, subtly but surely was falling for Harry Styles.

At first, he looked uncomfortable, not wanting to join in but now, he was more than willing. And I was terrified of him and his strength.

My body was was scattered with yellow, purple and red bruises from just a kick in the shin, an elbow or an outright punch in the stomach.

After that night they had beaten me up, my fear of him and his strength petrafied me.

Just as I was walking away after the crowd dispersed, summoning all my courage, I walked over to Harry.

"what do want you little slut" he spat.

"I just wanted you to know you are the one who pushed me over the edge. You won't have to worry about me any more. Tonight it's all over." I spoke quietly and as I turned away I saw the confusion in his eyes, and as his eyes widened with realisation moments later, I began to run.

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I ran past the the people down the street, not stopping to apologise as I bumped into them. I ran and ran until my legs ached and my chest burned.

I stopped when I came to the bridge.

I stood there, staring at the bridge for a minute before finally stepping up onto the ledge.

I stared down at the river, moving fast and dangerous. It looked rough and strong, the type of strength you could never win over, no matter how hard you tried. It was unbeatable and overwhelming , just like Harry.

Was I really going to do this? Was I really going to take my own life? The events of earlier on in the day rushed back to me, and as the tears welled up in my eyes, making my vision blurry I decided. Yes, I was going to do this.

Trembling and indescribably scared, I took another step forward on the ledge, closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath.

I was just about to throw myself into end of it all, the liberty I craved when I heard a voice call out to me. The voice I'd never wanted to hear again. But went weak at the knees at the same time.

It was Harry.

"lucy, please get down! We didn't know it was upsetting you that much! It was a joke, please he down lucy! Please!" he pleaded and I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh,Still facing the river, ready to hurl myself in at any moment.

"didn't know!" I scoffed "you tortured me from the day I stepped into that school! I have been almost sick at the thought of going back in the next day! So scared that you and your "mates" would dig up my past! Now that it's the end and it doesn't really matter anymore, I like you. Actually I think I love you, in some weird twisted way seen as you made my life hell!" I spat "now don't you dare take another step forward or I jump!"

"Lucy please get down!" he begged

"and the funny thing is,I don't know how to swim!" I chuckled coldly.

I heard footsteps aproach and I quickly spun around to warn Harry to leave me alone.

I'd moved to fast though. And before I knew it, I was falling into my cold executor.