why me? // magcon

Chapter 1

Isabella's Pov

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, blow dried my hair and put makeup on. my makeup is consisting of eyeliner and mascara. I then went to my closet and picked my outfit.

After I finished getting ready, I grabbed my phone and bag and went downstairs. The house was quiet so I'm pretty sure my dad went to work. I sighed and started eating cereal. I checked the time and it was 7:30. school starts in 30 minutes so I put the bowl in the dishwasher and ran off to the garage. I went into my car and drove off.

I parked my car and got out. as I was entering the school, I saw the boys. I sighed. "let the torture begin" I mumbled. As I was walking, someone pulled me into the janitors closet. it was dark and I couldn't see who it was. I was terrified, thinking that it might be them. "Who are you?" My voice cracked. The lights turned on revealing 8 people who've been bulling me since freshman year. I ran to the door, but Cameron stepped in front of it which made me bump into him and caused me to stumble back a little. I turned around and saw a hand coming close to my face. Taylor threw the first punch of my senior year. Then Jack G punched my stomach multiple times. I fell to the floor and winced at the pain he caused. Aaron kicked my sides hard. then they all pitched in kicking me all over. they all said things I didn't want to hear like.

"You're a whore that just wants attention"

"Fucking slut. I hate you. WE all hate you!"

"No one likes you!"

"You were a mistake. Your parents should've aborted you!"

"You're a suicidal freak!"

"Bitch! Go kill yourself!"

"No one wants you in this world! Go die"

"You're a worthless bitch that cuts! Why don't you do us all a favour and kill yourself!"

The last one really hurt me. I never thought of cutting. I never tried to kill my self before. The bell rang and the guys left. It's the first day back at school and I'm gonna get detention for being late. If only my mom was here, she would've helped me to stay strong. I kept coughing blood. I couldn't get up or talk. I tried moving, but failed. I just laid on the floor crying. What did I do to deserve this. I was about to fall asleep until a guy swings open the door and ran up to me asking me what happened. I tried talking, but no words came out. so I just gave up. I then feel arms wrapping around my hips and thighs. My vision starts going blurry and the last thing I remember is him saying, "You're gonna be alright, I'm taking you to the hospital"

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I woke up with a killer headache. I look around and see that I'm in a room. I tried getting up, but a guy held me back. "Don't get up, it will make your head feel worse. It will be best if you just stayed in bed" He smiled.

I didn't recognize who he was, I haven't seen him before in school. but he's cute. "Thank you" He giggled. "I said that out loud?" I asked feeling embarrassed. He nod his head. I feel my cheeks heat up. "Thanks for taking me to the hospital and all, but...Who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Shawn Mendes" He smiled.