𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐒.𝐉 & 𝐍.𝐑 ✔️

" I don't wanna do this any more mom,"

A/n: this is my current situation at school lmao! Every single thing said to Y/n has been said to me, just before anybody invalidate my feelings :) and the texts are taken directly from my Snapchat and translated to English :/

The water from the faucet drips into the bathroom sink, the sound of people talking echoes through the halls, the screaming from those girls echoes through my head as tears fall from my face, I sob while trying to gather myself.

I stand up and unlock the door, I walk out of the bathroom and the halls are thankfully empty, a teacher walks towards me so I turn and walk the other way, I push the door open and walk outside, I pick up my phone and dial my moms number, praying she picks up.

"Honey, I cant talk right now, call Lizzie or call me later. Love you," and she hangs up, which makes me sob even more, I sit down on the ground and do as she said, I call Lizzie.

"Hey darling, you okay?" She asks me, I can't say a word and just sob into the phone, "darling what's wrong?" She asks me, I again, can't say a thing, "have you tried calling your mom?" She asks me, "Y- yes, she- she told me to call you," I croak out and choke on my sobs.

"Oh honey what happened?" She asks me, "I thought they were my friends," I cry, "I- I thought I could trust her, but she called me a liar and said I made her sick," I sob.

"Honey I'm so sorry but there really isn't anything I can do right now, if you can hold out for the rest of the day and then we can talk when I get home," She explains, I know she isn't able to do anything, she's at work at the other end of the city.

"Oh- okay," I croak, "I love you okay?" "I love you too," I hang up and wipe my tears to walk inside.

I sit in math when I get a notification from Snapchat, '....... Has sent you a chat' I half swipe it and see what it says.

.......: You say so much shit to everybody else, so I honestly don't know what we have to talk about. I don't want your drama, that you have to do with others.

Me: Stop that right fucking now. I've only spoke w others about it because idk what the fuck you're mad at me for. And if that's how you feel then we have a lot to talk about. Then let me explain what is going on before you start hating me. Plus you were mad at me before I started to talk to the others to that little theory you have isn't holding up.

.......: I have never been mad at you? What don't you understand.

Me: then what the fuck is wrong? Something is going on cause you wouldn't just start ignoring me overnight.

.......: you make me sick in the fucking head. Nobody is ignoring you.

Me: then what is the problem? Like honestly. Why aren't we talking?

.......: I don't know. Because you are the way you are. I can't stand it.

Me: okay.

.......: perfect.

I turn my phone off and get ready to go home, crying, my moms won't be home for at least another hour, so what I'm gonna do now is sob my eyes out and then act like everything is fine.

"Honey I'm home," her voice echoes through the house, I wipe my tears and remove the smudged mascara from my face, I walk downstairs to get something to drink and she's standing in the hall with Lizzie.

"Hey darling," Lizzie greets me, "hi," I mumble and walk to the kitchen, I grab a glass and fill it, a tear slips out my eye which Lizzie notices.

"Y/n, can you help me with something?" Lizzie asks me and walk out the kitchen, "uh- sure," I say and walk out after her, "come on," she says and we walk up the stairs and into the master bedroom.

She sits down on the bed and pats the space next to her, I close the door and walk over to her.

"Tell me about it," she says, I break completely and start sobbing, she wraps her arms around me and I cling onto her shirt sobbing into her shoulder.

"Honey what is going on?" She pleads me for an answer, but I can't, I can't speak my lips are glued shut, I wanted to deal with this myself, but I can't.

"I can't do this anymore mom, I hate it," I sob and realization hits her, it really is this bad, "oh darling," she puts a hand on the side of me head and holds me close.

"I can't, I can't, I mean nothing to them I am nothing I'm trash I-" I cry.

"Honey don't say that, you're not nothing, you're way better than any of them I promise," she says and make me look her in the eyes.

"Guys you done in there?" Mom knocks on the door wanting to get in, in a hurry I wipe my tears and put on a smile.

"Yeah we're good mom, you can come in," I tell her and stand up, "Y/n;" "I am fine Lizzie," I cut her off and walk out to my own room, ready to swallow in my own pity.