Can you keep a secret? (Mirstie)- Completed

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Kirstie's POV
Class seemed to go on forever. I needed to find out what happened right away. And here I am standing at Tori's locker to get with the program of what happened. Tori walked up to me, confused. "What's up?" She asked as she put her books away. "What were you going to tell me earlier?" I said leaning against the lockers. Tori turned to face me and sighed, " there's a rumour going around that you have done it before." I was shocked immediately tears began to stream down my face. Tori brought me into a tight hug. Who would start a rumour like this? I haven't told anyone but- SCOTT! That little bastard! "Tori I haven't told anyone that but Scott!" Tori covered her mouth, she was probably as shocked as me. "That's it!" She said slamming her locker. She headed to Scott's locker with me trailing behind her trying to hide my messed up face. When she saw Scott she walked up to him and slapped him, REAL HARD. "What was that for?" He yelled facing Tori. "That was for ruining my friends life, we're through." Scott looked disgusted and said, "what did I do?" Tori than slapped him again, "yeah nice try." She said grabbing my hand and dragging me away from Scott. I turned around and quickly flipped him off. I hope karma comes and kicks his butt soon. I saw Mitch but I didn't make eye contact. I hated boys so much I could kill all of them.

Mitch's POV
Kirstie walked right past me without even making eye contact. But I saw her face. It looked like she had been crying. I had heard rumours about her and right now I don't think I can talk to her. That's just wrong. I decided to walk home from school. As I reached my house I saw Kirstie sitting on her balcony crying. It must've been a ruff day for her but she deserves it. What she did was gross and immature. She looked me with pleading eyes. I just glared at her. She walked back into her house and slammed her door. That brat.

Kirstie's POV
Great now Mitch hates me. My mom is probably going to find out sooner or later. My life is ruined. Tori and I sat in my room for a little bit to chat. There was awkward silence at first, "I'm really sorry Kirst," Tori began looking down. "Sorry for what?" I said, "you didn't do anything," Tori just nodded her head. I knew something was wrong. I know her so I asked her, "are you ok?" Tori looked at me and glared. This is not going to turn out well. "No I'm not okay! My friends not a virgin. Soon my popularity is going to go down the drain because of your mistakes." I immediately stood up, "oh so you don't care if I jump off a cliff? If I did it will probably make you a lot more popular." I said tears forcing their way out. "Kirstie that not what I-" I got furious at that moment, "you know what maybe I should jump off a cliff. Since your my "best friend" I should be supportive of your popularity right?" I began to cry, "Tori I think you should go." Tori just got up and left. What could possibly get worst? "KIRSTIN TAYLOR MALDONADO GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!" Aah yes my mother is home to yell at me about my mistakes. Great. I ran to the kitchen where she was standing. "How about you tell me what happened at school today." She said crossing her arms. Here we go, "hmm let me think. My best friend and boyfriend hate me. There's a rumour going on about me doing it with someone. There does that sum it up for you?" My mom became very mad at that moment. "Yes it does and I will have you know that what you did was disgusting and as a result you will be staying with someone else for a few months. I don't want you here anymore." She hates me more than anyone else. "And who will I be staying with huh?" I yelled. "You'll be staying with one of our neighbours. Probably our next door neighbours." I didn't have anything to say. I just ran up to my room and packed. I then saw it. A shiny metal object. My blade. I couldn't take it anymore. I cut till I cried and screamed. But they weren't deep enough to kill me. Just to leave me feeling free again. I then put it in my suitcase. I'll do it one day. I'll kill myself. No one seems to care anyways.