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Monroe

It was Friday and prom day, I was excited this past two weeks has been a blast. No one was bullying me and I was leaving like a normal teenager and people respected me.

I was surprised when he asked me to prom, no one has ever asked me to prom before it was like I'm dreaming. Me the school's nerd going to prom with the most popular guy in school.

Travis, has been sweet taking me out and sitting with me at lunch and complimenting me on my looks everyday I come to school. My self esteem has also improved.

And it seems, Hannah seems like she also found someone new and she's over Travis. She's been all smiles and glued to her phone, flirting non stop. I tried to persuade her to tell me who the guy is and if he's taking her to prom.

She refused to tell me of the mysterious guy, she just said she's going with some guy in her class, his name is Liam something.

I was currently in my room getting ready, Travis and I agreed on the color black, I'm a huge fan of black nothing can go wrong with black.

I did my make up not too much, some smoky eyes and red lip stick, damn I looked really good.I wore a black dress That was long with a bit of lace. And some gold stiletto's and a gold clutch bag.

My dad dropped me at school where I had to go and find Travis, dad promised to come back and fetch me when I'm done with the prom.

I walked in the premises, they decorated the school's hall and it looked amazing," hey, you look beautiful in that red dress" I said to Hannah, she just smiled and said the same about my outfit.

She was acting kind of strange as if she was hiding something from me, I decided to let it go and not pester her.

" look, I'm gonna go and find Travis, I'll see you later alright?" I said and left. I looked for him around the hall I've even asked his friends where he is but they seemed clueless.

Could he have played me and ditched me? I started to panick, I went towards the lockers there he was in his nice blue suit with a red tie, kissing some girl with a red dress that looks similar to that of Hannah's.

Okay, actually they were eating each others faces, I couldn't believe it. My heart was broken, I thought he really cared about me but I was wrong. He played me for a fool, and I fell for it.

And they finally turned and saw I was there, they didn't look fazed by the fact that I saw them, and guess who the girl is. Yep that's her Hannah my so called best friend.

" so it was him, the mysterious guy?" I asked her, "I mean what did you expect, that he actually liked a skinny anorexic bitch like you. Who goes around and sleeps with an army of man, your a bitch and slut" she said.

By then the whole school was looking at our little exchange or should I say big, gosh I was so hurt I was even crying Travis played me. He actually came to prom with her not me, he's even wearing a red Tie and blue suit same colors as Hannah's shoes and dress.

" uhm! Look here no hard feelings but that kiss and those dates meant nothing it was just a little game we played and you fell for it moron, I'll never be caught dead dating a girl like you. Your a whore a bitch and a slut. You have no self value, that's why your parents would ignore you all those times, I mean who wouldn't" Travis, said and people said ohh's and ouch's.

I was hurt and heart broken those words he said were all true and they stung to the heart, I just sat on the floor and cried not caring if I look like a rack.

" gosh, thank goodness it was a joke I would never deal with this nobody dating my Travis " Danielle said while glaring at hannah.

" uhm! look here don't ever call my number or text me co's that little relationship we had it's over. Gosh you disgust me and you were suffocating me, let's go Babe" he said , and left with Hannah.

People scattered while throwing fruit punch that had alcohol and those plastic red cups at me saying things like, hoe,bitch, slut, worthless, pathetic, nerd, stupid, your not worth living, anorexic, skinny, freak and emo.

I didn't care whether I was drenched in punch or piss or whatever they were throwing at me, I just sat there while everybody went in to enjoy themselves. I cried until I was drained, I dialed my dad's number to come and pick me up, at least it was late he won't suspect anything was wrong.

I don't want to worry him, I went to the bathroom and tried to clean myself, so that I'll look normal when my dad comes. I went outside to wait for my dad, and that bastard that I has a thing for Craig approached me.

" your indeed worthless, look at you. You thought he actually cared about you, wake up ugly, nobody likes you. Just disappear you slut" Sarah said and went back to the party.

I wanted to cry co's I just realized that the mysterious guy in the janitors closet might actually be Travis, he might have been  playing with my feelings all this while making my body crave for things, I'll cry when I get home right now I'll just hold it in.

My dad finally arrived, " hey, your leaving a bit early co's some people are still dancing in there?'' He asked," uhm.. Yeah I'm just tired and I have a headache" I lied.

Well he seems to buy it, we talked on our way home. I was forcing myself to reply in order to make him think I was okay. I finally got home and greeted my mom and said my goodnight and went straight to my bedroom.

I took off my dress off and took a long hot shower I cried until I couldn't take it anymore, I finished and wore my favorite comfortable PJs.

I took two bottles of my bulimia pills that helped me to keep food up when I eat, I took a bottle of anti-depressants that the doctor gave me that I never used.

I wrote a letter to my parents. And it reads'' I'm sorry mom and dad it's nothing personal but I've had enough"

I took the pills they were about 290, I waited for thirty minutes but nothing happened I just felt dizzy, I got frustrated and took the razors that I always kept but I was too afraid to use.

I finally did it I cut my wrist, and I fell into a deep dark sleep and peaceful one if I must say.

Well suicide was only option of leaving it all behind and finding peace

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