~Kat's POV~
I woke up on his couch. He wasn't there anymore though. I sat up and I didn't see anyone. I sat up and rubbed my eyes to wake up. I ran my fingers through my hair to straighten it a little. I looked around more and still no one. I searched the house. No one was there. I got my shoes on and walked out the door. I was about to send Chandler a text. Walking out the door I pulled my phone out and I saw James. He was standing right there. Just looking at me. It was really weird. I just ignored it. I sent Chandler the text. And continued walking on the sidewalk to my house. I forgot how much I hurt. I remember when I put my phone back in my pocket. I turned a little and ached. A lot. I got to my house and walked to the door. I realized. That James followed me. Could he be the one that was watching me? "Why are you following me?" I asked him "I um. I just think you're really pretty. And really nice." He akwardly replied. This kid was freaking me out. "There's a lot of girls that are much more pretty than me. Go follow them. I'm taken." I told him. He looked sad. I felt bad but its weird. "You know he isn't what you think he is.." He said under his breath. "Excuse me?" I snapped. He looked at me. "He only feels bad for you. He doesn't care about you." He whispered. I started feeling tears falling down my face. "That's not true." I almost yelled. Tears streaming down my face. "It is. I know I shouldn't have told you. He didn't want me to. But. He isn't worth it. I promise I could make your life better. You're just a charity case of his." He snapped. "I don't like you like that! He's the only person I've ever really loved and if he's just dating me because he feels bad then I don't want to be with anyone. If it makes you happy. I'll break up with him. He doesn't deserve to be held back because of me anyways!!!!!!" I started crying a lot more. I ran inside. I slammed the door. "Hey you better watch the attitude!" My mom yelled. She's been being a lot ruder than usual. No one in this family has talked to me much except for Ally. "Whatever. I can't wait to leave this place!!!" I yelled. I ran to my room and slammed the door. I looked around. I saw my pocket knife on my dresser. I kept thinking. I locked my door and ran to my dresser. I took the knife and put it against my wrist. I looked at it. I put pressure on it and slowly watched the blood pour out. I started cutting my wrists over and over. I didn't stop. I just kept going. I heard Ally at the door. I ignored her and kept cutting. I didn't stop. I was tired of being put down on. Tired of no one giving a shit about me. Done. "KAT!!!!" she yelled louder. I turned around breaking my daze. I put on my hoodie and covered my wrists. I opened the door and wiped away my tears. "Yeah, what do you need?" I asked. She looked at me. Then she looked mad. "Why where you ignoring me!!!!???" She shouted. "Pumkin, you don't understand, I can't explain it. It wasn't that I was ignoring you-" she cut me off. "YOU WERE IGNORING ME!!! I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU ANYMORE. I HATE YOU!!!" I closed the door real quick locked it and fell to the ground. I started crying. Now everyone hates me. Everyone. I got my phone. And my headphones. I shut everyone else and put on three days grace.
It's so hard to find someone who cares about you. But it's easy enough to find someone who looks down on you.
I texted Chandler. I told him to come over. A few minutes later he was at the door. I slowly walked downstairs and walked outside. He looked worried. "I don't ever want to see you again...." I whispered. He looked at me with sadness. "You don't really like me. I'm just a charity case of yours. I can't believe I thought someone like you would ever actually like me. You're famous and freaking amazing. And you're the only person I ever cared about this much. Everyone freaking hates me now including Ally. So just please don't talk to me again." I started crying a lot more. He reached out for my hand. He was about to cry. I could tell. I quickly turned and went inside.
