It has been a few weeks since Evan had started school and luckily I still have a friend. If only one.
It's weird. Having a friend.
I know I may sound sad saying that, but after years of isolation one person willing to be your friend can change your world.
I have managed to hold Evan back from killing Lee or making my situation worse. Luckily. Though I have to admit those few scarce times that we've almost "stepped out of line" (in Lee's words) have been enough to send me running for the hills. Sheesh, Lee can be scary sometimes, threatening even.!
Me and E have hung out a lot more in the last week. Just simple friendly actions such as dinner round each others houses, Netflix marathons and cringing as the other of us attempts to sing an annoying pop song.
Key word there... Attempts.
E's attempt at Anaconda by Nikki Minaj, (which we've both agreed is the most pointless and slutty song ever,) is an image I will never get out of my head!
****not meant to offend anyone who likes the song Anaconda by Nikki Minaj. It's just my personal opinion.****
It was a Friday morning. Yay! After this I have a weekend of no Lee- hopefully.
I went to meet Evan after stepping off the bus. Keeping my eyes down as they haven't done anything this morning. Or in the last week to be honest. I'm actually kind of scared that they're plotting something.
....maybe how to murder me?!
...and breath.... And breath... OK. Stop over reacting!
I really need to kill this little person who lives inside of my head.!
I almost reach Ev when a voice calls out to me, "Running somewhere slut?"
I cringe and keep walking. Hoping he will just leave me alone.
"Ooooh look the slut is running to her little prick to protect her as usual. She'll be all over him in an abandoned classroom in a few minutes. That's just who she is, the little whore!" He laughed as he shouted this to everyone around us.
People started whispering and pointing as I kept walking.
"What did you just say you as**ole!" Evan reacted instantly.
No, NO, NO!!I almost yelled at him.
Keep your mouth shut, pleeeaaaase! I begged him mentally.
"I said," Lee threw back at him, stepping closer to Evan so that they were about half a metre apart, as if daring E to back down and step backwards, " to your little whore over there" he jabbed a finger at me, " that she better stop acting like a b*tch or we are going to have some serious problems, mate" he spat out the last word in Ev's face.
"I tell you what, mate" oh god, oh god, WHAT ARE YOU DOING EVAN?!!!! "I know that all this" he gestured to the crowd behind him laughing at me, "makes you feel important, but the truth is, the only thing you do to get this is f*ck up a random girls life! No, not a random girl! One who trusted you, one who used to be your best friend! So you stop being the b*tch and this issue is finished!!!"
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JugendliteraturHave you ever seen that girl, or boy, in the corner? Sitting there alone. That was me. Weak, some people thought. Fake, others thought. But every day as they all stare at me, I know that one person did this to me; made me feel fear to just be around...
