Just Another Fangirl

Nightmares Come True.

Hey!! Its c everyone! I have the time to write this chapter but MrsManiStyles will be back next chapter :))
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I wake up from a knock at my door.

Thank god i locked my door last night.

I rush out of the bathroom, put on a sweatshirg and open the door.

"Hey mac" i say with a yawn.

"Get ready, we are going to breakfast" she says. I look down at her body. She hasnt changed yet. She is still wearing her pjs.

Oh. No.

She has her clothes with her.

Shes changing in here.

I cant change infront of her.

She will see them.

"Oh, um-uu o-okay. Come one in" i say hoping she didnt hear my hesitation. But with my luck, she did.

"Uuhh are you okay Claudia? You seem, weird"

"Yes. Im fine." Man. Where did my harsh tone come from?

"Are you sure? You are acting weird."

"Im 100% okay. Stop asking."

"I just want to know if your okay. Your my best friend. Why do you keep snapping at me?"

"None of your business mac. Get your nose out of my fucking life."

"Woah. Where is this coming from?"

"What?"

"Your bitch attitude."

"You know what? Fuck you Mac. Im not a bitch."

"Really? Cause your sure acting like one"

I feel like one too.

"And your acting like a nosey asshole." I feel bad for saying these things to her but i am just so pissed off from everything i just cant help myself.

"You know what? Leave."

What does she mean? What have i gotten myself into?

"Leave? Leave where?"

"Leave my vacation. Leave this room. Leave this hotel. Leave my school. Leave my friends. Leave my life."

Crap. That hurt.

"You know what? I would be happy to. I dont want to be friends with bitch and clique."

Claudia, stop it!

"What has gotten into you!? Is this the real you? Have you put on an act?" She dosent even know the half of it...

"I have always been this way. Your head is just way too far up your ass to realize it."

Ive messed up. Big time.

"YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU. I HOPE YOU FIND SOME COMMON SENSE AND KILL YOURSELF." Mac yells leaving my room and slamming the door.

Im such an idiot.
A dumb fuck.
A major fuck up.
A loser.
A bitch.
An asshole.

Im just worthless.

Mabye i shiuld kill myself.

Im just a waste of space.

Even my best friend agrees.

I walk into my bathroom.

I stare at my reflection.

The bags under my eyes extremely visible.