⚠️ mentions of sh⚠️
Surprising slept from 3:30pm all the way to 7:00am I guess I was so exhausted. I feel like I'm always sleeping. It's draining.
Anyways, I caught up and walked to my washroom to get ready for school. I put on some light make up, straighten my hair and brushed my teeth. I walked out of my washroom to my closet to pick out a simple outfit today. I just wore sweatpants and a long sleeve T-shirt to cover my cuts.
I grabbed my Converse and walked downstairs. Great it was pouring rain and I had to walk all the way to school without Matt driving me, because they were so mad. They weren't even up yet, so I couldn't even beg them to drive me. And I didn't have my phone either so at the end of the day I couldn't text them to pick me up!
I grabbed a apple out of the fridge and a rice crispy from the pantry and put them in my bag. I filled up my Hydro flask and got all my books into my backpack. I went to the front door and put on a rain jacket and brought an umbrella , I unlocked the door and walked out into the freezing pouring rain. I was out there for at least two minutes and I was already soaked. It looked like I was swimming.
I stepped into school, heading to my lockers when I could already hear the whispers and people staring at me. The whispers were something like....
Eww
Is that the girl that beat up Sophia??
Her ass is dead
Brodie had to pull her off of Sophie
Crazy man
Psycho bitch
She's going to get beat upWhat? Was I gonna get beat up? But before I knew it I felt embarrassed and scared. My breathing started to get patchy. My heart started beating and my palms got sweaty. I wanted to cry. I wanted to die as well. I ran to the washroom, not caring about my classes. I got to the washroom and locked myself in the stall. I sat down on the floor and started crying. Harder than ever. Feeling so overwhelmed. Oh shit no not no no no no. I could feel the panic attack coming. I needed to call Matt I needed him I but I didn't have my fucking phone. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't hear anything either. I was laying on the ground with me head on my backpack when all of a sudden I heard Lizzy say "y/n?! Y/n are you okay?!"that kinda made me snap back to reality "oh s-shit y-y-yeah I-I'm f-fine just g-go" I said choking on my cries.
She eventually left after I stopped talking to her. I got my breathing back to somewhat normal, and stopped crying. I don't know how long had passed, but it had been a while. I didn't care about my classes. I didn't care that I would be absent but I knew my brothers were going to get an email that said I wasn't in class.
After a little more time of just sitting there, I stood up, brushed myself off and unlocked the stall door. I walked up to the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy and so was my face. I had an extra sweater in my bag, so I put that on and put the hood up as well.
I definitely wasn't going to class. And I definitely wasn't going home. I knew Maddis house was only a five minute walk from the school so I decided to go there. I was literally just gonna walk out of the school. I didn't care anymore. I hated this.
It was still raining buckets when I went outside so I put my umbrella up and started walking. When I got to Maddis house, I knocked on the door and she answered "y/n? What are you doing here aren't you supposed to be in school?" " Can I come in?" I said, trembling I was about to cry again, and she could tell "oh sweetie yes of course" she replied, and now I think she could really see my face. I dropped my bag on the floor and sat down on the couch, and a hot tear rolled down my face. She sat next to me and just hugged me. She didn't know what was wrong, but she helped me. "Honey Y/n do your brothers know you're here?" She asked me I didn't say anything "y/n tell me what's wrong?" She asked with the calming voice.
YOU ARE READING
Sturniolos Younger Sister 💗
Teen FictionIn this book y/n Sturniolo is failing school in Boston, So Marylou sends you off to go live with your brothers in Los Angela's ! I don't proof read any chapters🫶 * REQUESTS ARE OPEN, PLEASE COMMENT IDEAS!!* NO sexualizing The triplets* Remember, e...