emo girl and the popular girl (girlxgirl)

chapter two o:

storm

I went upstairs to my room holding my stomach. Im used to being abused thats why i didnt make a big deal about it at school. I went to my bathroom got a razor and cut my wrist and started crying.

i played 21 pilots really loud. and i started thinking about mom. my dad killed my mom while she was sleeping. he came home drunk one night and he took a knife from the kitchen and stabbed her 15 times in the chest area. they still dont know that he killed her. i cant tell the police because he said if i do he'll kill me too. so i kept it to myself.

i cleaned up and went to my bed and went on tumblr, then facebook. "you're a whore" "slut" "go kill yourself" i shut my computer then went to sleep. i did the same thing as i did yesterday, got up for school did my hair put on a greenday shirt black pants my band bracelets and my black vans.

rushed down to get my bookbag and went to the bus stop. this time i was alone because i got there early. a popular girl came and sat by me. "hi" she said. "dont you want to beat me up like the other skanks?" "no... i only do that when more popular people and jocks are around. i do it to be cool. "can i get your phone number?" she asked and i gave it to her and she texted me "hi" i texted hi back.

the jocks came and she stood up and acted like she hated me and acted like she was bullying me. i just brushed it off like yesterday. the bus came and i went to the bus like usual. she texted me. 'my named brianna and yours?' 'storm' i texted back. i put my phone away.

~skip to end of school~

i walked home, again. my dad was sleeping on the couch so i snuck upstairs. i started texting brianna. "do jocks and populars go to your house?" "sometimes." "are anyone there now?" "no" "where do you live?" she gave me her address.

i climbed out my window and went to her house. i knocked on her door. her mom answered and i asked if brianna was home. she called her down and she let me in and up to her bedroom. O.O alot of pink. like ALOT!

"so why'd you come over?" "i need to tell you stuff no one else knows except for me." "okay..." "first of all do you have makeup remover?" she nodded and got me some. i took the foundation off that was covering my black eye. she gasped. and i showed her the bruises on my stomach. she started crying. why?

brianna pov

she asked me if i had makeup remover i nodded and gave her some. she took off the foundation covering her black eye. i gasped. she lifted up her shirt and i saw the purple and black bruised on her stomach. i started crying.

no... why am i crying? do i care that much? i never really cared about anyone. i hugged her lightly. "you can stay with me if you want." "i dont know..." "no its fine... i'll go tell my mom." "alright" so i did i went and told mom.

i went back up "she said its alright if you stay. dont worry populars dont come to my house"