Chapter 2

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{Rose's POV}

It was Monday already and I feel dead.

Everyone was giving me dirty looks.

Everyone started whispering to the people beside them but I didn't felt sad cause I'm used to it.

I'm used to being called names.

I'm used to be given dirty looks.

I'm used to being pushed around.

I'm used into being a fail to this world.

I'm used to being told that I'm a disgrace.

I'm used to being told that I should just kill myself.

I'm used to hearing all those words.

I'm used to not be given love.

I'm used to be hated by the world.

I'm used to being hit.

Hit by words.

Hit by arms.

Hit by hate.

And what's worst is that there's no one to support me.

Everyone hates me for some dumb reason.I've wonder what I've done to them?Have I told them that they're a disgrace?No.Have I ever pushed them to a locker or slap their books to fall to the ground?No.Then what's their problem?

The bell distracted me from my thoughts.I closed my looker and headed to my homeroom until I was pushed to the wall by Jack.(Jack is G and JJ is Jack J)."Where do u think you're going?" He stayed there holding my waist pushing it to the wall.He waited till everyone left to there classes.

After everyone left he backed away from my body.He looked me at the eyes with disgust."I can't believe that I've hold your waist"

I can't believe that you bully after 7th grade when you told me you liked me.I wanted to tell him that I rejected him because I was going through I rough time.My parents got divorced.I-I lost my sister.Memories came flashing back to me.I felt like crying.Like if I could just hop on Jack's arms and cry like we used to do when we were friends.

I felt tears ready to spill.I looked at Jack who had a worried look on his face.I looked away fast and stared at my converse.I saw a tear had dropped and landed on my shoe.

"I kn-know why you h-hate me" I said very shyly. "I know you do but my questions why?" He asked with sad eyes.I just stared at the floor deciding if I should tell him or not."can we talk somewhere where I can have my privacy?" I asked still staring at the ground.

He nodded and we left to walk.There was a small park and we walked to the swings.

I guess that it was time to tell him everything.

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