a story about a bitch

Chapter 2: Junior high

As we entered Junior high, things just got worse, as BITCH wanted nothing more than to be cool and fit in. We were still hanging out all the time. She was always singing, all the time, she wasn't bad at it either. I tried to tell her and show her that i shared the same interest and talent, and she would just tell me i wasn't any good and that she was better. So i never sang in front of people again until later in high school to my boyfriend john. She was always the singing friend. People still bullied me in junior high for my ears and style, and she would too as a "joke".  Any guy i liked, she liked too, and she had to have them.

BITCH would get mad at me anytime she didn't get her way. She would ignore me until i apologized for whatever small insignificant thing i did, which normally was something i had every right to do. Her and her mom knew i was super poor at the time, so they would buy us food sometimes and buy me pads. And i didn't ask them to do this, they just did. Ever since, BItCH has held it against me. She would get me food whenever we went to the mall, because she had a whole bunch of money that she got from her dads death, which she cared more about than her dad. And she would make me feel like shit about it every time even though she offered.

In the 9th grade, BITcH came out as lesbian. She dated this girl who was 20 and she was 15-16, and this girl also lived in new jersey. Her parents disapproved obviously. Her gf ( let's call her tiff) surprised her at school the one day, and they spent the day together. We went to the mall all 3 of us, and Tiff proposed to her in the food court. BITCH said yes, and then we all went out separate ways. The next morning i woke up to texts from a number i didn't know. It was BITCH. She said that she left home with Tiff and was headed to new jersey to run away with her new girlfriend. She threatened to never talk to me again if i told her parents where she went. Not long after that, i got a call from her parents. They were crying and freaking out asking me if i knew where she was, saying i needed to tell them and that the police were there. I said i didn't know because i was scared of what BITCH might do if she found out. I then left my house, put on my headphones and went for a walk to clear my head, as i thought i'd never see her again. i was crying for hours. Eventually, i was sitting at my old elementary school, and i decided to call her parents and tell them where she was. She was upset with me, but they went to new jersey and got her back.