Opposites Attract

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The next day I do the same thing. Get ready, eat breakfast, but with dad this time, even worse, and walk to school. I open the school doors, cover my ears, and walk to homeroom. I open the door but I'm not greeted with Katie this time. Instead, I see them patiently waiting next to my desk. They notice me at the door and wave. I slightly wave back and sit next to them. "Not in my face this time, huh?" They shake their head. "Last time you didn't seem too fond of it so I decided to stop doing that." They slightly smile at me as if asking if I was proud of them. I give them a slight smile back. "Thanks I guess." Their slight smile gets bigger. "No problem!" "Katie." "Yes?" "It's still morning. Quiet down." "Oops. Hehe. Sorry. Anyways, you wanna study for that test today?" I blink and it clicks. I had completely forgotten about the test till now. I nod and they pull out some flashcards from their bag.

6th period was the test. I personally forgot everything I just studied with Katie. I don't even know how that happened. We got the test about 10 minutes ago and I was still stuck on number five. I shrug and decide to just guess everything I don't know and hope for the best. After I finished, I was about the 7th one out of 20 people to pass it in, I just sat at my desk. I stare at the designs in the wood that I had never noticed till now. I then hear my name a few minutes after I passed it in and get up and walk over to the teacher's desk. They passed my test back. I couldn't read their face but it definitely wasn't happy. I take it and sit back down at my desk. Once I look at my score it explains why they didn't look so happy. I had gotten a 46% which is basically an F. I thought nothing of it and just said it was fine but deep down I know it was anything but fine. I continued to push the thought of anything bad happening. I continued to wait out class like that before the bell rang. I walk out and see Katie. "How'd the test go for you?" "If you call 46% good then there you go." "Oh." They just look at me. "Good luck." I say before walking to my next class.

At the end of the day, me and Katie part ways. I walk home and so do they. When I get home, I open the door to see both of my parents in the kitchen. My father has his arms crossed and my mother is leaning against the counter. "Am I in trouble?" I ask. "Well, that depends," My father says. My mom puts her hand out. "Test?" I then suddenly remember my score and my stomach drops. I know what's gonna happen but I can't do anything about it. I slip off my bag and take out my test. I hesitantly give my mother the test and her face immediately shows disappointment and anger. My father must have noticed this because his already stern gaze got worse. "46%?!" My mom shouted. "You do know that's an F, right?!" I nod in response. My father steps towards me a bit and I take a step back. He then grabs my forearm "Don't you dare run away from your father!" He yelled at me and slapped me. I immediately pulled myself from his grip, grabbed my bag and sprinted for my room. I run up the stairs and basically dive into my room. I slam the door behind me, lock it, and dash into the closet. I brought my bag with me and searched for my phone. I find it and put my headphones in my ears and connect them. I then begin playing music to block out the yells. I then have an urge and search in my bag once more. I found a pocket knife that I have had since I was nine. I look at it and take out the knife. I then look at my wrist and I can't resist it. I take off my glove and I make one slit, then two, then five, then too many to count. I eventually stop but during this, I hadn't even realized I was crying. I could barely breathe but I had no one to go to but, when do I ever do. I pull my knees to my chest and stuff my face in my knees. I try to steady my breathing and it works a bit. I'm still crying my eyes out and I also try to make that stop. I do stop it. Lately I've been getting better at stopping things like crying or breathing heavily. I sit there for who knows how long before I fall asleep.

I wake up to be in my closet and with my music in my ears. I take the headphones out because my ears are sore and look around. I couldn't see anything so I open the closet door. There's no more yelling or screaming but it's pitch black. I check my phone for the time to see it's 12 A.M. I normally wake up at 6 A.M. and if I woke up before then I would simply go back to sleep but since I didn't do my homework yesterday I decided to do it now. I turn on my flashlight on my phone and walked to my desk. I turn the lamp light next to my desk on and turn my phone's flashlight off. I take out my homework and begin doing it. After I finish I just sit there. I didn't feel like sleeping but I had no reason to stay up. I then get an urge to text Katie, so I do. I turn on my phone and open their contact.