After life of Casey willow

The call.

2 months later~

I was laying in bed not wanting to get up ever since Casey died I locked myself in my room most of the time only going downstairs to eat.

*Nock Nock* I heard come from my door and my mom walked in. "Hun? Dinner is ready.." she whispered and I didn't give her a reply but I only moved my hand over my face. She closed the door and I heard her footsteps drift off into the distance. I got up and walked to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and my mascara was smudged over my face, my hair was messy, and my face was all puffy and red from crying and I felt tears stream up a little but I quickly wiped them away.

I freshened up and went downstairs to eat. After eating I went up to my room and took my homework out and placed it on my desk. I stared at it for a second, then too my pencil in my hand. I couldn't bring myself to focus on it. I sighed. "I should have walked with her that day.." I whispered to myself. I couldn't help but believe it was my fault and I could have prevented her death.

I stood up and walked to my dresser and reaching underneath the board and pulled out a small blade. I felt tears form In my eyes as I stared at the blade. I pulled back my skirt and stared at my thigh. I placed the blade on my skin and paused then I slowly slid it across my skin feeling the stinging pain and then the blood formed in its place. The only thing that kept me sane and able to feel other than sadness was pain. I had lost most friends after Casey died and people started to bully me again.

I cleaned up and then I laid down ready to go to sleep. My phone rung. I looked at it confused no one ever called me then I made out the words on the screen. 'Casey' I blinked again. That can't be right Casey is dead, I thought. I quickly picked it up and I heard silence on the other end and then breathing. "Hello?..." "Casey?" I questioned. Then the call ended abruptly.

Next morning~

The morning after my alarm went off for school. opened my eyes to the bright rays of sunlight coming through my curtains. It burned my eyes so I sat up and rubbed my them. I looked at my phone 'was it a dream?' I thought to myself.
I was probably too tired and sad that I dreamed about her calling me. I looked at the calls I've had recently and her call wasn't there. 'I knew it. I made it up'

I stumbled out of bed to get dressed for school putting on my pants I hopped trying to get them on. Then I went to put some makeup on to hide my dark eye bags and my sadness from people. There I was putting on a mask for people again, acting like I was okay. I laughed that the fact people probably thought I was perfectly fine.

I made my way downstairs. I thought about eating something but when I did I got sick to my stomach just thinking about eating. So I made my way out the door to the bus stop.

I hated school. School was a place I felt like I was in hell at. Everyday my anxiety kicked in and I had to try and distract myself from all the bullying and the stress. People hated me. The "popular" girls always made fun of me and pushed me around. They spread a lot of rumors about me. Now people believe them.

The bus pulled up and I got on and made my way down the isle to find a seat. I found one empty seat. The guys in the back where of course being loud and annoying so I put my headphones in trying to suppress my anxiousness.
We arrived at school and I

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This one was a bit longer but imma work on "the accident" chapter and give it more detail so be sure to keep updated.
P.S I tend to make the chapter then go into detail after I have it written down.
Have a nice day or night <3
-Author