Irreplaceable

Chapter Thirty-Two

Angel's POV

I spent the weekend sulking in my bedroom. Mike tried to get me out, but I wouldn't budge.

My eyes had dark circles around them and my skin was paler. This is what depression did to me. I basically was a walking corpse.

Mike told Ruby about what happened. She told me to use my words if I were to do anything. Rick was angry and wanted to go the school, but Ruby told him to let me fight my own battles.

Ruby wanted me to go to school today. She allowed me to miss yesterday, but she said today I had to go.

I reluctantly stepped out of my car and tried to quickly get to my class before people made fun of me. I failed.

"Ew! Look at what she's wearing." I heard a girl say.

I didn't look that bad. I was wearing baggy sweatpants and a black shirt.

Everywhere I went, people whispered. I couldn't escape it.

"How much do you charge per night?" a boy asked from behind me. I turned around and faced him. He looked like a tenth grader.

The tenth graders always thought they were all that. They had only been there one full year. They couldn't do shit, so I don't know why this idiot thought he could talk to me like that.

My anger took over and I slapped him in the face. My blood was boiling. I was tired of everyone hating me.

"Listen to me," I jabbed my finger into his chest, "You don't know my story. You don't know what I've done and you don't know what I can do. If you ever say anything like that ever again, I will hurt you and it will not be pretty!" I yelled furiously before storming off.

The crowd around me was silent. I pushed through them and walked to class.

This all started out as me trying to ruin Carter. I had but it backfired.

I sat down at my desk. I thought about my year up until this point.

This year I had three goals. My first one was to sleep with Colin. That failed. My second one was to knock Carter off the food chain. That worked but she built herself back up. My last one was to be the most popular girl in school. That also failed.

I started getting anxious thinking about it. My hands were shaking and I was tapping my foot. I felt like the world was closing in on me.

"Angel?" Someone was calling my name repeatedly.

"What?!" I snapped.

"Excuse you, young lady. Go get yourself together and come back when you are ready." My teacher pointed to the door.

I grabbed my stuff and left the classroom. I heard snickers from behind me as I left.

I needed to get away. I was breaking down. I ran into the janitor's closet and locked the door. I quickly took out the cocaine I kept in my backpack. I laid it out on the counter and snorted it.

I slowly calmed down and returned to my normal state with every inhale. Thank god for Mike.

I know I had promised myself that I wouldn't do drugs again after my very first incident, but I couldn't help it. I needed it.

I heard the closet door click. I looked up to see the janitor staring at me with wide eyes.

"Miss? What are you doing?" he asked.

"Nothing." I said as I tried to hide the cocaine behind me.

"Move away from the table."

"Why?"

"What have you got there behind your back?" he scratched his head.

"Doesn't matter."

The janitor started to walk in my direction. He looked over my shoulder and saw the drugs. I groaned knowing that I would soon face the worst.

"Come with me." He started to walk away, but I quickly grabbed his shoulder.

"Is there anything else I can do?" I pleaded and pulled at his belt buckle with two fingers.

"No, ma'am, there isn't. Please come with me." He removed my hands and walked out. I trailed behind him frowning. I knew exactly where we were going.

The janitor walked me to the office. He told me to wait out front while he talked to the principal. I watched as he disappeared into her office.

Ten minutes later, he came out and I was called in. He walked away showing no emotion.

I sat down in the same familiar chair that I always sat in.

"Angel, I heard some very bad things about you." Mrs. Kraig stated.

I didn't respond.

"Mr. Torres tells me that you were snorting something in his closet. When he asked you to come with him, you became flirtatious." She raised an eyebrow.

No response.

"Okay. Is there anything wrong with this statement?"

Nothing.

"I have no choice but to expel you. You have been involved with fights and now drugs. I'm sorry to say that you aren't welcome here anymore. Please collect your things and exit the building." She turned back to her computer as I walked out.

I went to my locker and got all my books. I threw each and every one of them away. I was done with people, I was done with school, and I was done with life.

I drove home quickly. I was a bit high and I was driving over the speed limit. I took the back roads so that I could avoid cops.

I didn't go home, but I went to my old house.

I found my dad's old baseball bat leaning against the wall in a closet. I grabbed and it just started swinging.

I broke the walls and some of the paintings left behind. I had finally struck bottom. I had nothing to lose.

No college would ever want me after today. I had no friends and no real family aside from Ruby and Rick.

***

I heard the door open. I was sitting in my bedroom when Mike entered. He rushed over to me.

"Angel?" he grabbed my wrist.

"I'm fine, Mike." I sighed.

"What happened?" he said while taking in the room.

"I got expelled today, so I came here and smashed everything." I started to cry.

"Why?"

"I was doing drugs."

"Oh." He muttered.

Mike wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead as I cried.

"I just want it all to end." I sobbed.

"If you want to see change, then you have to make it happen." He replied.

"You know what? You're right. Talia and Carter are going down." I smiled weakly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I want to kill them."

"I don't support that." He whispered.

"Mike, you're just as bad as I am. Help me out, but I'll take all the blame."

"I don't know." He rubbed his forehead.

"I promise. I have nothing to live for. I have nothing to lose. Just help me please." I pleaded.

"This is a serious thing, though."

"Help me or don't ever talk to me again. I'll tell your parents about your drugs, too." I threatened.

"Fine, but if you get caught and you throw me back into it, I will never forgive you."

"I promise." I kissed him.

No regrets, right?