I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.

03

"she's so creepy.."

"i know right, scaramouche obviously doesnt want to get near her, but yet shes being so persistent.."

the girls amongst you gossip, thousands of insults come your way.

but thats okay.

you would have to deal with it, it doesnt matter anyways.

as long as your with scaramouche, as long as he 'loves' you back, it all doesnt matter.

"she must be crazy,"

"the hell are you talking about? she is already crazy."

the girls laughed, "i feel bad for scaramouche, he'd be better with me." one of the girls commented.

and that rose your insecurity.

you took a glimpse of them and the girls flinched.

"careful to what your saying, she'll go bonkers."

your lips quivered, you tried to walk past them but you tripped over a girl's leg.

"shes obsessed and a klutz too!"

you stood up slowly, your at your wit's end.

your going to kill that bitch.

you turned around and landed a fist on one of the girls, and another, and another.

you were stopped when you were suddenly tackled on the ground by one of the girls.

"ouchh.. it hurts!" the girl you punched whined.

you were snapped back to your senses and saw the blood coming out from her face.

"lets bring her to the clinic, quick!"

some people heard the commotion and started surrounding you, everyone looked down at you in contempt.

"crazy chick." they commented.

all of their eyes on you made you self conscious.

"this was the bitch who was obsessing over that poor guy? that must suck." everyone started ridiculing you.

right, because your rights werent relevant anyways.

everyone knew you as that crazy girl obsessed with scaramouche.

you looked at the crowd and saw him, scaramouche, the same look plastered on his face whenever he would see you.. disgust.