Operation: Nerd to Emo

.:Sixteen:.

Two Days Later

You better be at school today. Or else.

Savannah sent me that this morning. It was finally Monday, and I spent the weekend wallowed in my room. Not eating. Not talking. Not sleeping. Just thinking.
I cut myself with a razor I found. I cleaned up my cuts then got dressed in sweats and a black t-shirt. I put on some sneakers and grabbed my backpack. No makeup. No jewelry. No trying. I walked out of my room and headed downstairs.
"Amber! Wait." Pierce called out, trying to catch up. I ignored him and walked downstairs and out of the house. I headed to school and I knew my life was going to be torn apart today. It was going to bring many days of abuse.
"Amber?" Someone called form behind me. I turned to see Savannah. "Come with me." I nodded hesitantly and followed her. She led me to the girl's bathroom. She checked the stalls for anyone, but no on was there. She locked the door.
"Tell me now Cecelia Willows." She demanded. I gulped and decided on saying those two words that would ruin me.
"No, Savannah." She basically gasped at e.
"Why??" Tell me now!" She demanded.
"No! I don't want to hurt my friends!" I said.
"They aren't your friends you little bitch!" She sneered. "You have no friends."
"You're going to regret your decision," She snapped before walking away. Her pink heels clicked against the ground. I sighed and walked out of the bathroom. Instantly a fist was thrown into my face. And before I could respond, the attackers disappeared.

***

It was lunch time. Pierce forced me to get food and we sat down. He watched e to make sure I ate, since I hadn't in a few days. He knew about my anorexia, since the doctor did tell him.
"Excuse me!" A cnobby voice spoke loudly, catching the cafeteria's attention. "I wanted to announce something." She smirked at me and I gulped.
"There once was a girl named Cecelia that felt she was so macho she stood up for a freak. She was punished." Savannah started. "How? I made her change her appearance and turn from nerd to an emo freak. In order to be safe from my friends, she had to get the emo freaks' secrets."
My friends glanced my way, already knowing it was me. Pierce dropped the plastic spoon he was holding and stared at me, in shock.
"She told me what they were today. Like how her fake boyfriend was a suicidal freak. And Jade the whore liked to get it going with her father." Savannah smirked as she lied. "I would like to call up Amber-or should I say, Cecelia Willows here."
My friends stared at me in shock and anger.
"I-is that true?" Pierce ased me.
"N-no! I mean, yes I was supposed to give it to her...but I didn't!" I defended myself. "I swear!"
"You were lying?" Andria asked. "You think of us as a pathetic joke, don't you?!"
"No!" I exclaimed, standing up.
"You back-stabbed us...you back-stabbed me!" Pierce said, still shocked.
"Go kill yourself!" A familiar voice shouted. It was Katie, my old best friend who turned popular. I felt the tears rush down my face and could see Savannah and her followers smirking. My friends-no my ex friends were glaring at me. I backed away, and quickly turned and ran. I ran out of the cafeteria and down the halls to the secret pathway out of the school.
I ran to the park and ran up into the playhouse hideaway. I closed myself in there and cried my lungs out.
Everyone wants me dead. They hate me. Savannah lied! How did she find out...
"Maybe I should end the world of their biggest problem: me. I can end the world of having to deal with a waste of space." I said to myself. I grabbed the razor I used this morning and hid in my pocket.
I sliced it over my wrist, the pain tingling. I did it over and over and over. I cut my legs too, then my stomach. Everywhere. I felt myself get dizzy from blood loss as the blood got all over the plastic walls. My vision started fading, but the last thing I saw was a burry face opening the door to the hideaway. And a scream.

Pierce Point Of View

I loved her...I trusted her! God dammit!
I decided to go to my secret hideaway in the park. She told her...
She's a traitor! I arrived at the park and began to climb to the hideaway. When I opened the door, there she was. She was smiling as she dropped a bloody razor and her eyes closed. I noticed all of the blood in the hideaway and all the cuts she had.
I couldn't let her die. That's cruel. No matter how much she hurt me...she doesn't deserve to die for it...
I picked her up and ran to a car. I smashed the window and began to hotwire the car. A trick I was taught by an old foster father. I began to drive out of the park, speeding to the hospital. I grbabed my cell and dialed 911.
"911, what's you emergency?" The operator asked.
"My girlfriend-a girl I know is suffering from blood loss. I found her with cuts at the park. I borrowed someone's car and I'm on my way to the hospital." I quickly said. "Her name is Am-Cecelia Willows." I had to correct myself.
I arrived at the hospital lot and slammed on the brakes. I picked her up and rushed into the emergency room. The lady at the counter called in for nurses who took her from me and rushed her to a room, where they'd try to keep her alive.

They told me she was in a coma. Yet another coma. She betrayed us...but I worry still. I love her still, somehow. She betrayed me...she used me...
I won't ever be able to forgive her...but I wish her to live...

A/N Emotionalllll
Original Story: Savannah did not lie about her telling her