Him.

Chapter 12

Days had gone by and all I received from Nash was dirty looks in the hallway and the occasional trip when he was with Cameron and Matthew. I didn't care though. In fact, I didn't care at all about pretty much anything. I had lost the want, the urge to do anything. It's not because I'm sad, because my lifestyle is better now, much better. I don't have to cry every two seconds, making me feel like a baby... I don't have to think about what Nash is doing... life is just better. The only problem was that I received another bully, and lost a person to talk to. Not that he was ever much help anyway...

The end of the day rolled around and I decided to walk home. It was a nice day, only about 75 degrees out. Layla and Ashley walked with me. We decided to stop at the park because we were tired, so we sat on the swings. About five minutes had gone by, when Arti showed up! I'm not sure why, but there she was, walking with her dark hair flowing down her back. I squealed like a chew toy and ran over to her. She turned and gave me a hug. "This is Layla and this is Ashley." I said, introducing Arti to my friends. They exchanged hellos and we continued walking. We had all decided to hang out at my place.

Once we got to my house, we grabbed some snacks and locked ourselves in my room.

"So Arti what school do you go to?" Layla asked.

"Pre-editory prep." She answered.

"Woah!" Layla, Ashley and I all said in unison.

"That school only has an eight percent acceptance rate!" Ashley said.

"Yeah... enough about me, what's going on with you guys?" Arti asked

"Well... remember Nash? Yeah I kinda broke things off with him and now he's my real bully." I explained.

We kept talking until Layla and Ashley had to go home. "See you guys later!" I yelled, popping a pretzel into my mouth.

"Wow, those guys sound awful!" Arti exclaimed.

"They are." I said simply.

"You miss him don't you?" Arti asked.

I just looked down. I honestly didn't know the answer to that question. Did I? Did I miss Nash the way she thinks I do? Or do I truly believe that I am better off without him?

"... Cierra?" Arti asked.

"Huh? Oh, sorry."

"It's okay... my mom's here, I gotta go."

"Oh okay I'll see you later yeah?"

"Yeah."

I woke up to my alarm clock ringing. It was 5:45 in the morning. Ugh, another day of school.
I got dressed, put my hair in a messy bun, grabbed a granola bar, and went to school. I ate the granola bar on the way. I saw Nash walking as I parked, so I tried to hurry up at get into school before him. I should have waited for him to get in first, but I didn't. I don't know why.
So basically I ran into school, only to trip on the crack that is just inside the gate. I fell, and all my papers flew everywhere! I scrambled to pick them up before Nash walked in, but that also didn't work. Before I knew it, he was standing before me, just staring at me.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." I said before scrambling to stand up.
"No thanks," he said. "are you sick?"
"Just because I'm not wearing makeup doesn't mean I'm sick. Gosh." I mumbled under my breath.
"Whatever. I need to tell you something."
"Um your friends will see you talking to me so I think I should go." I said before walking away. Of course, Nash has to make everything so freaking difficult, and he grabbed my arm to stop me.
"Just answer one question." he said. "Why don't you believe me?"
"About what?"
"Don't play dumb Ci. You know what I'm talking about." There was a sudden pain in his eyes, as if he was hurt by me not remembering (even though I did).
The bell rang. Whew. I hurried away before Nash could say anything else. He was asking me why I didn't believe he loved me. Honestly, I don't think love resembles flowers and sugar, but it also doesn't represent abuse. Love is something unique, something that is considered a reward in this life. I just don't believe him, there is not a specific reason why either, I just don't.

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As the final bell rang, I hurried off to my car. I was jogging past the supply closet, when it opened and I was pulled inside. I hit my head and exclaimed in pain, only to have my mouth covered. I looked up to see Nash. He looked frantic. "Tell me." he said quickly.
"mnnhhhhh" was all I could manage. He was still covering my mouth.
"Sorry." he said as he removed his hand. "Now tell me."
"I don't know what you're talking about." I was scared, but I wasn't going to show him that. And I most definitely wasn't going to give him what he wanted.
"Cierra you know what I'm talking about."
"I obviously don't. You're just a bully and you aren't specifying what you want me to tell you."
"Don't call me that." he said, getting angry.
"What, a bully? But that's the truth!"
"No." he said
"Well I'm not calling you a friend."
"How can you just abandon me after all this time?"
"How can you bully me after all this time?"
"IM. NOT. A BULLY!" he yelled.
"Oh but you are."
"NOOOO" he screamed and punched the wall right next to my head. He got really close to my face and stared at me. "I. am not. a bully. I don't bully my friends."
"What do you call this?" I asked
"You hit your head on your own!" he yelled
"Yeah after you pulled me in here! What's wrong with you? why are you so frantic?"
"When you tell somebody you love them, and they just leave you, it's pretty hard."
"Sucks." was all I said. I got up, and walked out of the room. With the door still in my hand, I said, "Sorry to leave you again, but I don't hang out with bullies." I closed the door before he could respond and walked to my car. I can just imagine his face as I left the room. I honestly felt kind of bad, but I was too angry to dwell on it. I searched my purse for my car keys, but they weren't there. "damn. really sucks when you drop you keys huh..." a voice behind me said. It was Nash. I know his voice, and it was him.

I slowly turned around, acting as if it weren't a big deal. I searched his colorful eyes for any sympathy, but his normally light blue eyes were glazed over, showing no emotion. I've seen him like this before, with no regard to how somebody feels. "give me my keys Nash." I said as confidently as I could.
"why? I could throw them down the drain, and make you walk..."
"now why would you do that?" I said, my voice shaking a little.
"because that's what bullies do. if you want me to be a bully, that's what I'll be." he said with a smirk. then, without looking at me, tossed the keys to the floor, kicking them into the drain.
"NASH!" I yelled, frantically.

He looked at me with such hatred in his eyes, and simply walked away. I know what comes next. his eyes were still glazed over as he walked away. I've broken him. I've broken him to a point where he shut off his emotions, as if he turned off his humanity. Nash won't be coming back anytime soon, and I'm about to see what a real bully is.

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HEYYYYOOOOOOO tbh I'm a terrible person
and I never update I'm sorry. but ayeeee that vampire diaries reference at the end!!