Couldn't End It

Chapter 2: For Now

I changed my hair color to purple the next weekend. People where always going to talk about my hair, but like I said, I like it. That first day of the week was terrible. I should get use to it by now though, I been new numerous number of times. Usually it's, oh, for the first couple days but not for a week. And especially because a guy has never stared at me for the whole week.

This guy was looking at me weirdly, it made me real uncomfortable. I mean extremely uncomfortable! I didn't want to say anything because a conversation can lead to sex. That might seem crazy but I'm living proof of that. My mom talked and here I am.

I was in homeroom at the moment, with Ms. Canella. Even though we're in high school she still had a few ice breakers? I think that's what she called it. I didn't want to play I promised my self I wouldn't talk this year or ATLEASE talk as minimum as possible.

"Okay class well be playing this game called, the name game. First we will say our names and a word that starts with the first letter of our name. Then for round two we will need to remember the others." We all nooded in agreement. "I'll start!"
Said a girl who looked too exciting.

"My name is Taylor, my word is target" and so the name keep going "my name is drake, my word is double cheeseburger" and so on. Soon it came to that guy that keeps looking at me and still does. He waves his hand to signal a pass. "Ohh no sir. In this class we do not pass" I closed my eyes and tighten them. We couldn't pass! That would of caused me to speak.  They guy finally spoke "My name is Justin, my word is..um journals" I stared at him and he stares at me back. No it wasn't non of that romantic stared. I was pissed that he was looking and he was happy I was looking.

Soon it was my turn. I shook my head no. "Miss. Ramirez we discussed this with Mr. Justin, you may not pass." I walked up to her and whispery In her ear  "please I'm very shy, let me just pass this once." The teacher sorta knew. She took a deep breath. "Okay but if you do this one and you can't pass the other one." I nooded to the deal.

"Wait teacher I'll say it for her." The girl named Taylor interrupted me before I can say anything. "Her name is probably Helen, or something with an H, and her word is HOOKER!!. Here's a little cash so you don't have to work tonight...unless you enjoy it?" She said handing me $20. I felt tears where coming. I took the cash and ran out the class. Ms. Canella tried stoping me but I ran I couldn't handle it. It was as if that lady at home came to school with me. I thought school was the only path away from that lady but she seems to be everywhere.

I dig into my sweater front pockets. "Hello best-friend" I say with tears coming down my cheek. I look down at the sink noticing my tear drops on it...soon enough my blood drops cover it. I groan in pain, trying not to make too much noise. I didn't want any teacher walking in on me, that would cause a lot mote trouble at home problem. I let it bleed in releasing all the pain. Soon the blood stop bleeding I slowly brought down my sleeve. In pain of my recent cuts. An enemy once said a bandage don't fix bullet whole' but for now it'll cover it.

I turn on the water and slowly cover up the blood, causing it to go down the drain. I walk out the bathroom at the sound of the bell. I did leave with my stuff, causing me not to visit the class for today. I go to my next class mostly same people.

Great,eyes where on me again. Especially his. I sat down in my set and people where staring not even paying attention. The teacher soon noticed. "CLASS!! What's going on. Why is everyone staring at Yulema?" I put my head down and my body language change quickly. The girl Taylor stood up again, I never wanted to exist but this girl is making my life a living hell, even tho I thought it wasn't possible.

"Ohh Miss. It's because last period I made a comment and she ran off and disappeared, we all got to admit she's a little weird." The teacher told her to go to the office for the offensive comment. That didn't even matter, tears will still come down my cheek once again. "Yulema are you okay?" I refused to look up. I didn't want anyone to notice I was a broken girl.

They would only step on the glass more

The teacher ignores me and continue with the class. A couple min pass as I knew the tears would dry up. I take a slight and slowly look up. That guy keep staring, as if he had nothing else to do. I couldn't bare but to hate it. I never wanted anything with anyone. I had the fear of turning out pregnant.

School soon ends for the day. I walk out and start walking home. I tightly hold on to my books looking down and every time I would find myself looking up I'll see smiles. It killed me knowing that will never be me. I usually take the big streets home if it cause me more time. But I decided to go to the small streets.

BIG MISTAKE

I slowly walked home and notice footsteps behind me. I turned to look and saw someone. I couldn't really make up who it was. I couldn't even know the age. The guy was close to me but far enough not to identity.

I pick up the paste of my walking jut to be safe he wasn't following me.

Wrong again,

I took a couple turn and looked back to see he was still there. All of a sudden he stopped. I quickly turn forward to run but it was to late. Some big muscles man was in my way and holds a towel and quickly I was out cold stone...