Everyday, she sat at her desk, hoping that he'd say a word to her. But like usual, he didnt. But through texting, he sure had ALOT to say. Baby i love you. You mean the world to me. Omg you're so sexy. It goes on. She enjoyed it. Until the one text. Send me a pic baby. I dont do that. Please aby. If you loved me you'd do it. I wont show anyone i promise;). Ok.
She went into the bathroom and took a picture of herself. Without a shirt. It's not hurting anything. Right? Oh baby i want you so bad. Send me another. Do i have to? If you don't, i''ll show EVERYONE the pic you just sent me. You said you wouldn't. People say shit. Send me another. Ok.
This picture taking torment went on, and on, and on. Until he got worse. No clothes. Really? Do it. She had no option. If she said no, those pictures of her were gonna be seen by everyone. Everyone. She went back into the bathroom and took a couple more pictures. Damn;). I gtg. No she didn't. She locked herself in her room and cried. She cried until her eyes were swollen.
"Honey, come downstairs, it's time to eat!!" Her mother yelled up the stairs.
"Im not hungry." She yelled back.
"Umm. Ok?" This came as a suprise to her mother. She was ALWAYS hungry. Her mother made her way up to her room. Quietly, she knocked on her daughters door. "Honey?" The door slowly eased open. "Honey. Are you ok?"
"Go away!" Her mother, now tears filling up her eyes, obeyed her daughters command and left.
The next day: At School
She walked down the hallway clutching her books. Everyone was staring at her. Like they were judging her about everything. What was going on? She went to her locker to swap out her books for her next class.
"Hey slut." The meanest popular girl in school was now at her locker with her little possy. They all laughed at her greeting. "How was your night, whore." She smirked and evil grin.
"What?" She was confused. What the hell were they talking about?
"Oh, you don't know?" She whipped out her phone. Holding the phone up to this poor girls face she says, "Who is that little skank in the picture, huh?" Her possy laughed again. This isnt happening. He said he wouldn't show anyone.
"Where'd you get that?" She choked back her tears.
"Ohhh, is the little hoe gonna cry now?" Again the possy laughed.
She walked up to his locker where he stood putting his bag into.
"What the fuck?!" She was furious. Now the tears were just rolling.
"Oh, um, hi there." He looked around to see if anyone was watching. When he noticed they were he said, "Could you not talk to me?" and shoved her aside. Everyone laughed.
She went home balling hysterically. After a couple hours went by, her mother came into her room to let her aware of dinner being done. When she opened the door, what she saw broke her motherly heart. Her little girl, with a knife in her heart. In her clenched hand there was a note that read: It's all his fault. Mom im sorry but i cant do it anymore. I love you and I'll be watching over you and the girls. Tell them i love them. Im sorry the last memore you have of me is me yelling at you. I love you mommy. Love, your slutty daughter.
Sexting is never ok. If he tells you no one will see, he's a liar. Once its out there, it's out there. Learn from this please. As a girl who lost her best friend to suicide because of this im telling you, please, please don't. And if you do, stop. It's not worth it. <3
