Chapter 3

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Sometimes I feel like no one likes me, everyone secretly hates me. These some "friends" that when u need them they're never here, but when they need me in ALWAYS there. There's a couple of girls that I trust so much, that I wish I can tell them about my dad. But I think it's embarrassing, I mean, you would be embarrassed too if you're at the luch table and they say
"I'm a daddy's girl" or
"I love my dad he's the best!"
And other stuff like that. Sometimes I have to lie to my friends about my dad being a good guy. But he's not, he gets angry when he's sober.. So it's not like he is just mean when he's drunk.
There's this girl, Alicia, she has couple of different colors in her hair, pink purple and brown. I see some cutts on her arms... I can't help but stop her and ask her why she did it.
So I stop her
" why are you doing this Alicia?!"
"My boyfriend.."
Wow she cutt herself just because her douche bag boyfriend.
"What did he do?"
"I just feel like he doesn't like me"
Wtffff.. I'm here suffering with abuse and she cuts herself cause she thinks her boyfriend doesn't like her.
I feel like telling her off, I feel like slapping her.
"Don't ever do this again okay?" I say in a low toned voice.
She gets angry... "You don't know what it's like to be depressed do you? Oh no wait I forgot you're perfect! You're popular, perfect boyfriend perfect everything!" She slams her locker and goes crying.
She's so wrong. She doesn't know me, no one does.
For the next period all I can think about is Alicia. If she was in my situation they would've already killed themselves. I felt like telling that I have it worse than her and I still manage to be strong. But she doesn't want me to help her, she doesn't want me to comfort her, she keeps pushing me away.
"Today's Friday my niggas" I heard one kid say as he walked in, Ms. Sanchez just rolls his eyes. I've heard so many ways I can tell someone about my problem. But they don't even understand, I love my dad, he gave me life.
It's passing period, I see Chrissy walking away from me. I get so mad. Why would he do that? My friends tell me "there's better guys than him"
"He doesn't want to talk to you"
"You deserve better"
They're starting to sound like my dad.
After I heard that everything just hit me, I run to the bathroom and start bawling my eyes out. All my friends come racing after me but Melissa told them I needed some alone time. I can already hear the whispers about me in my head
"She's crying over a boy? That's low."
"She needs help"
Yes, yes I do need help, And no that's not the reason why.
Before Melissa could see me I wipe my eyes off and redo my mascara. (Like the picture above)
"What happened?" She asked me.
"I don't know... I guess what happened with Chris earlier.."
I had to lie to my best friend! Ughhhhh.
"Oh okay..." She looked confused as she hugged me.

After math Melissa came running to me
"It's not that he didn't want to see you!.. It's just that he had come from gym and he smelled bad and had to shower"
I shrug and kinda do a half smile
"Alright"
I turn around and I see Christopher standing there, I kind of roll my eyes and try to get passed him. Then I feel his lips press against mine. Day made.
"I would never try to get away from you or avoid you, I love you." He whispers In my ear.

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