"Your such a waste of time, you stupid slut. You throw yourself at all these guys who clearly don't like your ugly ass, so why do you do it? Do you like failure?" Michelle Morgan, aka cheer leading captain, aka my twin brothers girlfriend screamed at me while I slowly walked to my locker, my head hung low.
I opened my locker and she slammed it shut again. I grabbed her forearm "I can deal with you talking shit about me, calling me a bitch, ugly and a slut. But if you fucking touch my things again, your gonna die bitch!" I shouted in her face.
She laughed and slammed my head against the lockers "stupid emo slut. You talk shit but you won't do anything. Your a nobody, a nothing. What would you do about it?"
The word nothing kept echoing through my head like someone was whispering it into my ear repeatedly. She laughed her cruel witchlike laugh then whispered into my ear "nothing your gonna do nothing. Your just going to curl up in your pathetic little corner and cut yourself again." She raised up the sleeve on my black jacket and revealed the scars on my forearms.
"You bitch!" I shouted. She punched me in the stomach, I fell to the ground and she started kicking me. A group of people gathered around us some smiling and laughing at my pain, others looking like they wanted to help but were afraid.
I heard someone shout "hell yeah Michelle give her what she deserves!"
Michelle laughed and said "oh she deserves much more, and she's gonna get it too."
"Is that a threat.." I whispered barely audible. I heard 'oohs' and 'ahhs' coming from the crowd.
Do you have a fucking death wish?? My mind screamed at me.
She turned around and came back over to me, she lifted my head up off of the ground and said "yes bitch, it is." Then she slammed my face back onto the floor.
*** an hour later ***
"Oh my god Ariel! What the fuck is wrong with you?" My best friend Anthony shouted, I was at his house now sitting on his couch as he paced back and forth across the living room. I held a ice pack on my face, there were cuts and bruises all over my body.
"You know I graduate this may! I'm not gonna fucking be here for you anymore. What the hell are you going to do!?" He shouted again. I looked down and played with the non existent lint on black skinny jeans.
"I don't know.. If only I could trust Eric like I trust you then I would be okay.." I said and moved the ice pack down. "Besides you don't even talk to me at school, so you don't really protect me."
Let me explain. Yes Anthony is my best friend but he is also the most popular guy in school, captain of the football team, and absolute hottie. He's only friends with me on the side and has been since we were kids. But he doesn't want to lose his popularity title, so we only speak privately. At school he acts like I don't even exist.
He stopped pacing right in front of me and got down placing his hands on my knees. "I know what we're gonna do Ariel." He said and smiled.
"What?" I sat there thinking about how miserable next years gonna be without him with me, I mean we don't talk much as it is but ill still miss him like hell.
"I'm not leaving you." He said with a big smile.
"What do you mean you won't leave me? I know for damn sure you don't mean your gonna fucking stay here. Anthony you were given a chance you got excepted into college on a football scholarship, that's a huge deal!" I stated and stared at him.
"Ariel I know I'm not the greatest friend in the world but I can't fucking leave you here, especially after what just fucking happened." He shouted.
