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Lily White. A girl that lost her best friend recently and is bullied at school.
A shy girl that has trouble standing up for herself. She gets through school every single day, not one without struggle.
Ryan Baker. The new...
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trigger warnings: violence, blood, panic attack.
I don't know what to do but run. I can do nothing but cry and hope I won't fall. Shit, I left my bike at school. My parents aren't home, they're at work. I should go home immediately. Once I arrive I run to the bathroom. "Fuck this hurts." I mutter under my breath. I grab the first aid box and take some bandages. I take of my clothes and inspect myself. I lost Henry, thank goodness.
30 minutes earlier.
I skipped music class, that teacher stresses me out. I listen to music and scroll on my phone. Doesn't everyone rather listen to music rather than making it? I have to speak to Ryan later about an assignment for music, he told me he plays the drums after all. I do absolutely nothing but relax when I suddenly feel hands on my shoulder. Ryan? "Hello hello, shouldn't you be in class?" Henry, what an ass. I see his friends are here too, observing and laughing. I want to talk back but it will only make things worse then it already is. "Lily, I wanted to talk to you, follow me." He smirks. I don't know what he is thinking but I'm not that dumb. "Yeah, no thanks I'm busy." I turn away when he grabs my wrists. "I said follow me, bitch." He squeezes my wrists hard. "Okay okay please stop, you're hurting me." I exclaim. "Like I care." There is no one around.
He takes me to an alley at the back of the school building. He finally lets go of me and slams me against a wall. A tear falls down my face. Gosh, Emilia please help me. "What do you want Henry?" "You think I would let you go after yelling at me the other day? Don't think so sweetheart." He says as he comes closer and tucks a piece of hair behind my ears and whispers in my ears. "Get your hands off me!" I shout. "Hmm, don't think so." He meets my eyes and laughs. "Look who's all tough now. Is it because of that boy? Is he your boyfriend?" He and his mates laugh. "I told you don't—" "Bring the boy into this? Why do you actually think I care about that." He grabs my shoulders and pushes me to the ground.
"He doesn't care about you." He whispers. Ryan, I need him right now. But I don't want him to get involved we have only been friends for like a month. He doesn't care. "I... I don't—" Henry interrupts me with a knee in my stomach. For the last two years he has bullied me but never this bad. I scream and sob. "Help, someone." I cry out. 'They won't hear you here dumb bitch." Henry chuckles. I put my arm up trying to defend myself even though I know I am too weak. I try to kick his legs when he grabs my wrist before I can get to him and hits my arm with full force. Brent turns to Henry. "Yo man she got it, isn't this a little too much?" But Henry does not break eye contact with me. He stares at me with raging eyes. "I don't think so."
He grabs my hair and pulls me up. "What, what did I ever do to you, for you to do this to me?" "Quiet, I swear I kill kick you again." He whisper-screamed. "Henry—", his fist slams my nose, it starts bleeding. "I'm actually not done but I'm feeling extra nice today. If you ever fucking yell at me again in public it will be worse than this, so run before I change my mind" Henry and his mates turn around but I see Brent making eye contact with me, he bites his lap and makes a sad face. Does he feel bad? Henry told me to run, so I do. I run.
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My knees are still bleeding and my stomach and arm will bruise soon. Even my back, since he slammed my body with full force against the wall. Damn it, I haven't checked my phone for hours. Mum, dad, please I hope there wasn't anything important.
Mum: Hey sweetie are you home yet? Dad and I are going out. We will be home tomorrow, we are staying here Will you be okay home alone? Mum: There might be some noodles in the cabinet, or you could make dinner yourself.
Ryan: 3 missed calls* Ryan: hey Lily where are you? Not in the schoolgarden. Ryan: I can't find you, is your battery dead? Ryan: don't play games where are you?
Shit. I text Ryan back first. Me: hey sorry went home sick.
My nose suddenly starts bleeding again really hard. Bloody hell. I grab a tissue to hold my nose bleed. I walk over to the mirror and look at myself in horror. Oh god. I feel my breath getting heavier and my eyes going blurry. I can't do this. I don't— I stop breathing. I forgot how to fucking breathe. I can't even breathe properly, such a disappointment. I deserve to be bullied.
My hands start trembling, badly. My breath gets even heavier and faster. I breathe in and, how do I exhale? My knees give in and I tumble down on the ground. Am I going to die? I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My head falls back and my eyes close against my will.
"LILY, I ACED THE TEST!" Emilia yells in excitement. "On what?!" I laugh. "Maths! Mum is going to be proud." "She will be Emilia don't worry." We walk out of school and are quiet for a bit. "You and me, ice cream. Right now." She looks at me still excited. "Come on, seriously? It's October are you crazy?" I burst out laughing. "No but you are, for not wanting ice cream!" "Octobe—" "OCTOBER MY ASS LET'S GO, YOU'RE PAYING!!" "Ugh fineee... Wait I'm paying?" She looks at me with puppy eyes. "Just this once." "LET'S GOOOOOOOOOO!" We run together. We will be friends forever.
My eyes swing open, I'm hyperventilating and lay down on the ground. I have trouble catching my breath. What just happened?
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After calming myself down, cleaning and hiding my wounds I go downstairs and sit on the couch. It's 7:35 pm, I open the cabinet but I don't see any noodles. I'm not hungry anyway. I will just tell mum I ate the last noodles. My back and nose hurt. I'm surprised my nose isn't broken. Otherwise my parents will go insane. I go to my room and sit on my bed. I am lucky it is nothing noticeable, nothing that can't be covered up. I grab my headphones and put on music. I grab the book I'm currently reading, hours and hours pass. I wish I could just, sleep. Why can't I just sleep. Fucking insomnia.
Pling*, a text. Is it Ryan?
author's note _______________________ wow this chapter is, a lot... do you like it so far? leave some feedback here or through the story. busy with school but I'm working on the next chapters.
