Everything has Changed {Sequel to This is my life}

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning hearing a banging on my door. I threw on my sweatshirt and looked at my bed. Dry blood stains were everywhere. I put the comforter over the sheets to cover it up then ran to the door. "What?" I say while I opened it. I looked up. "What are you doing here." I say sternly looking at Calvin. "Your mom called me over. She said something was wrong with you." He says tense. "Why would you care. Your a loser and I don't need you." I say trying to conceal myself breaking down on the inside. I actually really did need him. He was everything to me, he was my best friend, my love, my happiness. I snapped back and darted my eyes into his. "I'm sorry okay? I know I shouldn't have kissed her." There he said it. Bringing back the dreadful memories of that night.

We were invited to Mandy Harrison's house. I didn't know why. She didn't even talk to me but I guess that since Calvin joined the football team we got to go. We drove to her house already hearing the music from a mile away. The smell of intoxication was present when you walked straight on the property. People were slumped forward and wobbled when they walked. I wouldn't drink. I know its bad and it's unsafe. "So glad you could come!" Mandy said, her breath reeked of beer. We pushed our way through people, walking over to the kitchen where the food was. "Hey wheres your bathroom?" Calvin asked Mandy. His voice still lingering in my head. He gave me a kiss before he went. It was 15 minutes and I walked upstairs; the last place I saw Calvin go. I knocked on the bathroom door and a slut came out with barf stains on her shirt. I walked to the end of the hall where I heard a commotion. I was afraid of what I would see. It might not even be Calvin in there I thought. But it was worth a shot. I opened the door slightly to Mandy kissing Calvin. "What are you doing?!?" I scream through tears. "Azailia! Wait." I heard Calvin say. But I was long gone. I ran out the door and sprinted towards my car. I reached the door and went inside. I made sure I locked it and drove off. Don't look back I say to myself. I never did, thats the problem. When you look back you look and re think. And that makes good decisions. But no I didn't look back. I ran upstairs into my room and looked in the mirror. My eyes were black from the mascara and me crying put together.

"Azailia." Calvin said sternly snapping me back from that night. "What?" I say looking down pulling at my sweatshirt. "I don't need you. You should go." I say while closing the door. I heard him trying to say my name again but it was too late, the door closed.

The next day I woke up by the sound of my phone. One text message-Elle. 'Hey can you pick me up from the airport? I'll be there at 1 pm.' She asked. 'Yeah sure.' I reply back putting my phone back on the charger and looking at the clock. I didn't notice the text was sent at seven am. Until I looked back at it. I skimmed the clock and saw that is 12:00 pm. The airport was 30 minutes away, I had just enough time to get ready. The question was for me what am I going to wear. I hadn't told Elle that I lost weight or that I had started cutting. I shoveled through my things to find a think long sleeve shirt. I finally found one. It was a bit bigger than I was since I hadn't eaten a lot. I went down stairs and got abruptly stopped at the door. "Where are you going?" My mom asked. "Picking up Elle from the airport." I say confused. She moved out of the way and let me go.

I arrived to the airport and waited at the gate. Then I saw her wavy blonde hair and of course an overwhelming amount of baggage. "Elle." I say with a small squeaky voice but she still heard. She whipped he head around and looked at me. A smile at first then a straight face. She skimmed my body with her eyes then started to get teary. She ran over and gave me a hug. "What's wrong?" I asked. She sniffled then replied, "What did you do to yourself?" She asks through tears. My heart sank, she must have saw that I lost a lot of weight. "I'm sorry." I say to her. She grabbed my arm sending stings through my body. She started to pull the sleeve up before I yanked my arm away. "Azaila." Elle said in a straight tone. "Did you..." Her lip quivered as she spoke. I kneeled down pinning myself against the wall. Tears started streaming down my face. "I'm sorry, i'm sorry." I kept saying it was all I could say. "It's okay, I understand. She pulled up the part of her jeans where the ankle was. There were scars from cutting. "I haven't told you but when I was eleven people would call me fat. I wanted to make my outside feel the way the inside felt." We both ended up crying. After about 20 minutes we got up and got into the car. No word was said during the car ride. I dropped her off at my house then started to drive to mine. I stopped at the red light and started to think. If I go left I would pass Calvin's house, if I go straight I would go to mine. I made a sharp turn left. I passed the yellow houses and set my eyes out for the blue one. I pulled up the drive way and knocked on the door. "Azailia! How are you doing? Oh so glad you could come, Calvin is up in his room." His mother said delighted. "Okay. Thank you." I say while walking in and going up. I went up and opened the door. I looked around the room no one was there. "Calvin?" I say walking in and closing the door. His bed was freshly made as I could see as I skimmed the room. Then a white envelope popped out at me. 'No!' I thought. I ran over to the bed a ripped open the envelope. 'Dear Mom and Dad and family and Azailia. I'm sorry i'm doing this. I just can't take any of this anymore. I've lost everything. From Calvin." A teardrop fell from my face and trickled onto the paper. I ran out of the house and got in my car I knew exactly where he was.