Get through Senior year. That's all I needed to do then I would finally be able to get out of Oklahoma.
Head down and keep quiet. That's all I had to do and I would survive. That was my strategy.
Until I caught the attention of the wrong person.
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I managed to come home without trouble. I made sure to beat everyone outside before they could get the chance to say it to my face. The stares and eyes are full of so much judgment and mockery.
I made it home and laid down in bed, pulling my comforter over myself as I received messages from people I didn't even know. I don't even know how these people got my number. Some sent me jokes, others asked me crude things, and some were full of concern.
I ignored all the messages I was getting.
Unknown: Hypocrite. FYI this is Demi. Demi: Such a fake and a liar. You deserved this.
I blocked her old number because I wanted nothing else to do with her but I guess she's got another number.
Why was she even taking the time to degrade me? My sadness and anger balled together accumulates when Carson messages me.
Carson: I'm sorry that happened to you, Gen. Carson: Want to talk about it? Carson: Do you think Mercer did it? Carson: Just let me know if you're okay *heart emoji*
I ignored his messages. I didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. No one.
Jules: Are you okay, Gen? Jules: Just know that my brother would never do something like this. Please don't assume the worst of him. *sad emoji face* Jules: I'm here for you when you're ready to talk. *dozen heart emojis*
My eyes watered all over again. I wanted to respond to her but not right now. I was too sad to talk to anyone right now and I didn't trust my voice.
More messages came through and I buried my head further into my pillow as tears fell down my cheeks onto the soft material. But my heart nearly stops when I see Mercer's name. He called me multiple times, nonstop. His messages came nonstop and it made this feeling inside me even worse.
Mercer: I didn't do it. I swear I didn't. Mercer: Can we sit down and actually talk? *pleading eyes emoji* Mercer: How am I supposed to fix this if you won't talk to me. *frustrated emoji face*
