The Story Of A Broken Girl

Chapter 1

Graces POV:

Why does life have to be so hard? Why does the world put us through all this?  I wish I was five again. Back when I was five I was a happy and free from worries, failure and disappointment amongst others. Once you're a teenager you aren't happy and you don't and can't live without worries, disappointment and failure; you have to live with it nearly every day.

I'm sixteen I shouldn't of had gone through half the stuff I have already, but I have and I've had to live with all this since I was seven.

Seven and a half months ago my life started going uphill I started dating the guy I'm madly in love with, after he nervously asked me out last period of the day, it was finally happening at the time we had both known we liked each other for the past six months, he was gonna ask me like a week after I found out but we went to the movies and the other guy who came was being an arse so he didn't, sadly. The night before he asked me he sent me a text "Hey um can I talk to you tomorrow morning" and as soon as I read it I knew and then for the rest of the night I was talking to my best friend cause I was so nervous and I was literally shaking, she obviously new as well but anyway.

Then the next day after I got to school I was still so nervous, I walked around the corner and he and my best friend were the first thing I saw. I pulled my best friend aside so she could calm me down but it didn't really work, and then finally last period of the day he asked.

That night he actually apologised for taking so long to ask, it was kinda sweet.

Five months later my nightmare started we had our first serious argument. For a week we tried or should I say I tried to sort it out. A week later my and my best friend Rose had a little argument then on Friday was so upset because I had a massive argument with her the night before and that on top of the fight between my boyfriend and I. I was so upset that I actually started to cry. Some of my friends went up to talk to him about it and they came back about ten minutes later. "James said he is breaking up with you" by this time I had stopped crying and once I heard those words I turned around to my other best friend Kaylie and burst into tears again.

That afternoon because we finished early, I went home with Alice and we she tried so hard to get my mind off things. She painted my nails; we listened to music, talked about random shit. At about four o'clock we went outside and played with her rabbits. After about half hour her boyfriend Casper came over. It was about five before I went home.

Alice and I didn't even do that much but it helped me so much.

That night I was talking to James and I told him what my friends said after that he lost it "ARE YOU SERIOUS. OMG IM SO PISSED WRITE NOW. I WAS ANGRY BEFORE WHEN THY CAME UP TO ME AND I SAID THAT I WAS GOING TO BREAK UP WITH YOU AND I DON'T KNOW IF I EVEN MENT IT. OMG I HATE THEM I HATE YOU AND OMG IM JUST... SORRY.... BUT IM JUST SO ANGRY RIGHT NOW." And after that I just stared blankly at my phone not knowing what to say. About a minute later he apologised and said something like he wanted a break for the weekend and I just agreed.

I didn't keep that agreement because there was so much shit I wanted to talk to him and on Sunday night he said once again that he wanted to talk to me the next day.

The next day I walked into school and sent a text to Kaylie telling her to meet me around the corner from where we sit every morning cause i had to talk to her about what James said and also because I knew exactly what he was going to say and I just didn't what the nightmare become reality. At lunch that day he finally got me aside

"Hey um I don't know how to say this but I don't think it's working between us I still wanna be friends but I just don't think it's working" the whole time I avoided eye contact as much as possible, I just nodded and we hugged (the first proper hug ever from him) then we both walked off to where we would normally sit with the rest of our group. I wish I had true friends, they would've at least seen the pain in my eyes and my broken heart. Not one of my so called friends did anything a few of them said you okay and it's alright but only cause they had to.