Dylan's POV
I woke up in cold sweats, my heart beating in the manner of a cheetah, and my stomach killing me. My eyes drooped from lack of sleep and my body ached. I looked over at the alarm clock, 8:00. I was late.
I got ready in record timing to make the bus. My wavy hair was thrown into a messy bun and my clothes were frumpy, black sweats and a white softball sweatshirt from 7th grade. I ran out the door to catch the bus.
I was greeted with the smell of boys undergoing puberty and Victoria Secret perfume. Being a Junior, I have to sit towards the back, forcing me to sit with dumb deadbeat 18 year olds. I sighed and sat down in an empty seat. I rested my knees against the back of the seat in front of me, slumping back a little. My body flinched as we turned the corner, the bus came to a halt at the next corner. Sophie Drum, Jackson Mild, and Niall climbed aboard the bus and stumbled down the aisle way. Sophie sat down and curled up next to her boyfriend, Mason Thompson. Jackson slumped into the back seat being that he was a senior. Last but not least, Niall came to a stop at my seat.
"Is this seat taken?" He mumbled.
"Nope, go for it." I sighed as I moved my back pack down to the ground. Niall took his time and set his bag on the floor and stretched.
"HORAN PLEASE SIT YOUR BUTT DOWN IN THAT SEAT UNLESS YOU WANT TO FALL DOWN ON IT." The bus driver shouted into the speaker. Niall chuckled to himself before finally sitting down. He was such a douche, but it strangely attracted me.
"Good Morning Lass." He interrupted the awkward silence.
"Good morning." I whispered back.
"Are you doing okay?"
"Yes." I mumbled.
"That's good, look don't listen to those ass holes on tumblr, they don't know what they're talking about." He warned. I sighed and simply nodded, running my hair through my bangs. My sleeve slipped down a tad, accidentally revealing my wounds from last night.
"Dylan!" Niall whisper shouted as he pulled my arm down so he could fully see. "Why?"
"It's her way of getting attention Horan." Joey, the guy in the next seat, spoke up. He too had seen my wounds. "Hey look Sophie, Emo girl cut again!" He called.
"Shut your mouth Joey." Niall growled.
"Make me Horan." Joey smirked. Niall dropped my arm and punched Joey upside the nose. Luckily the bus driver wasn't paying attention or she would have written them up.
"Niall stop, it's fine." I hadn't realize I had begun crying.
"No." Niall snapped.
"Oh Niall, calm down. She's not that worth it." Sophie giggled before cuddling into her boyfriend again.
"Yea, Horan." Joey laughed as he held his swollen nose. Niall still clenched his fists, making me nervous.
As soon as the bus came to a stop in front of the school I hopped off, trying to get away from my thoughts. I heard his voice call after me but I ignored him, quickly jogging to my locker. I grabbed 1st periods books and rushed to my class before anyone could stop me.
"Dylan please stay after the bell rings." Mrs. Jackson called 1 minute before the bell was due to ring.
"Ohhhhh." A great percentage of the class called out. I cringed in my seat and walked up to her desk as the bell rang. She waited to begin speaking until after everyone had left the room.
"Are you feeling okay today Dylan? You look as though you've been crying?" She asked concerned.
"I'm okay I guess. I've just had a long week."
"I can tell, look I know it's been hard ever since McKara committed suicide. We all miss her dearly. Honey, if you ever need anyone to talk to I'm here for you Dylan."
"Thanks Mrs. Jackson." I smiled a fake smile.
"Here, I'll write you a pass to your next class." She warmly smiled before quickly writing on my passbook.
I approached my locker in the desolate hallway, second period had already started. My stomach churned in emotions. I put in my combination and unlocked my locker. I opened it to find a folded up slip of paper on the door. I quickly unfolded it to read its contents.
"Kill yourself."
I reread the two words over and over again before slipping it into my back pocket. I sighed and quietly grabbed my bag before going to the bathroom. I hurried into the last stall and emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet.
I wanted to go home.
Niall's POV
I walked into 5th period and sat down at my assigned seat. I sighed as I opened my book to our assignment on the board. The rest of the class filed in and took their seats. I looked over at the empty desk across the room, where Dylan would have sat.
"Has anyone seen Dylan today?" Mr. Henley asked.
"She was on the bus this morning." I answered.
"Last time I saw her she was crying in the girls bathroom." One of the girls snickered.
"Well, she isn't in class so I have to mark her absent." Henley sighed before entering it into his computer.
Where is she?
After school I rushed to the Coffee House to see if she had gone to work. I entered the shop to see Sal hunched over at the blender trying to unscrew the bottom of it to clean it.
"Good Afternoon Niall, how has your day been?" She greeted me.
"It's been fine, have you seen Dylan today?"
"She called me earlier around 1 o'clock, she said she didn't feel good and was calling in sick. Why?"
"She showed up at school but then she wasn't in any of her classes." I sighed as I pulled out my phone.
"Hmmm, that's odd of her." Sal sighed. I nodded as I scrolled through my feed on Facebook, that was the only social media app I had followed Dylan on. I quickly got on her page, looking for recent posts. Her last post was posted 20 minutes ago, a video labeled "Goodbye."
I clicked play and watched as she sat down on the side of a bathtub. She swallowed deeply and took in a shaky breathe, she was crying.
"I'm sorry McKara, I'm sorry mom and dad. I'm sorry to my classmates for being such a pest in your lives. I hope me dying helps you guys forget about McKara being gone. I'm sorry-." She went on as she started to hyperventilate. "I give u-up. Y-you guys win." She whispered before turning the camcorder off. She was going to do it, she was going to kill herself.
