My Witch of an Aunt (Emily's Original)

Chapter 19

I wake up to my alarm at 6 am. Max groans as I roll out from under his arm. "Why are you waking up so early?" Max mumbles. I walk over to my backpack with everything I need for the school day and take out my change of clothes, "Because I need to get ready." Max laughs, "You have to get up this early?" "Yup," I sigh, "Takes a lot of pain, time, and energy for girls to look the way they do so you boys better appreciate it." I hear Max chuckle as I leave the room to change.

As I walk into school with Max everyone stops talking and stares. It's like they don't know if they should laugh or feel bad. I keep my head down as I walk through the crowd to my first class. Max quickens his pace to catch up with me. I zone everyone out as I walk into my math class. I sit down and look up to see Max sitting down next to me. "What are you doing here?" Max smiles, "I got my schedule changed to match yours." I smile as he takes his seat next to mine, "Really?" He gives me a hug and we get out our textbooks. "Oh Sally, why the long face?" I look up and see Josie in front of me. Great just what I needed. Her long blond hair is tied up in a high pony with a braid leading from the side of her face. She's wearing a light pink crop-top and a little blue mini skirt with black hooker boots. I have no idea how she doesn't get dress coded. "My god you make it seem like your mom just died or something!" Josie starts laughing. I wince and Max jumps up. "Max she's not worth it." "Oh, big man standing up for his damsel in distress. I'm more man than you will ever be." She jabs her finger into Max's chest and walks to her seat. Nope more like struts. I look up to Max and get worried. His face is in complete and utter shock. Something Josie said really affected him. I grab his arm, "Max come on, sit down." Max sits down still glaring at Josie. Mrs. Doris walks in and starts the class.

At lunch, Max and I sit at our usual table. Last time we sat here my mom was alive, Addie and I were live or die, Bre's mom was alive and Bre was so much happier. In just a few days our worlds have been flipped upside down. "Sally!!!" I look up and see Bre practically running towards me with her lunch tray. I immediately jump up and as soon as Bre puts her lunch tray down I pull her into a hug. "How are you feeling?" Bre gives me a sad smile, "I'm ok I guess." I pull out the chair for her, "My lady." We used to play princesses when we were younger. I used to always do this. Bre laughs and takes the seat, "Thank you, your majesty." We laugh as I sit back down. "Welp looks like I have some competition," Max jokes. He grabs my shoulder, "Mine." Bre hisses back.

Right before recess, Max gets called to the office. "Oh god, here we go, see ya guys later." We walk out to recess and people immediately gather around Bre. Asking where she's been and what happened. I slip away from everybody. I walk around the perimeter of the field we spend our recess on. I find a hole in the treeline and slip into it. Finally some alone time. I slide down a tree trunk and sit on the dirt. Images fill my mind. Me stabbing myself, shooting myself, Hanging myself. I can feel my hand twitch. Wouldn't my friends be safer? Like yeah, they would probably be wasting their tears on me but, wouldn't they be better in the long run? Without me bringing them down. I close my eyes. All of a sudden I feel weight in my hand. I look down and see the knife in my hand. The same one I used to stab myself. I take a deep breath. It won't kill me. I grip the knife tightly. Maybe this will satisfy my mind for now. Without a second thought, I drive the blade into my stomach. I feel blood trickle from my mouth as I take the knife out. It's covered in blue blood. I watch as it slowly turns red and disappears. I look down and remember that it takes a few hours for the mark to go away from where I stabbed myself. My shirt is forever ripped. I put my hand on my forehead. Why am I so stupid?! I grab my sweater from around my waist and put it on. Let's hope no one asks questions.

Max and I walk out to carline together and wait for his parents. Five minutes past and they're still not here. "I swear it's so hot. How are you surviving in the jacket?" In an attempt to cover up my moment of fear I laugh, "I don't know, I'm just not hot." Max looks at me weird, "You could never stand the heat." He's right. I'm really sensitive to heat. I'm actively dying right now. Not knowing what to say I just shrug. "Show me your wrists." I roll my eyes and pull up my sleeves. Max gives me an 'I don't believe you' look and I know I'm fucked. "You're taking off the sweater when we get home." Yup. I'm fucked.