The Sad Truth

Chapter three

October 21, 2009

I walked into school with my head held high. It's been a week and I haven't had any nightmares. I've only cut twice, which I'm pretty proud of. It's hard to not cut, but ever since Finn came along,

It feels like everything turned a little better. I've been told in glee club that I'm smiling more, which is good. Slowly I feel like Finns helping me, which I'm glad. He's like the best friend ever.

People haven't really been picking on me that much. Finn told me he might audition for glee club, just so he could here me sing. He's so nice.

Yesterday I actually had a conversation with Mercedes and Kurt. It felt nice, even normal, a little. I really have to thank Finn, he said I should go for it, and make friends. According to him, 'people would be lucky to have me as a friend' honestly he's the best, but he's so naïve sometimes.

But his oblivious self, convinced me to wear one of my nice shirts today. He said I would look good in something other than black. So I decided to wear my maroon long sleeve with a black skirt and a nice jean jacket.

I'm a little nervous, I haven't worn a skirt in like forever. And I'm still really insecure on how I look. I got so nervous I cut myself this morning. I couldn't help it, but I did. I feel so ashamed, but I sucked it up, and walked into school in it.

I was walking through the halls, and I heard some guys whistle and hoot. It made me uncomfortable, but I kept on walking. I wanted to show Finn. Prove to him that I could do it, I could wear something other than black hoodies and jeans.

First I needed to get my books, so I went to my locker. I opened it when someone decided to slam it in front of me causing me to jump. I looked to see Quinn. She took a glance at me and laughed out loud. Just when I thought things were going good,

"What are you wearing hobbit? Halloween is next week, or are you dressing up as an abdominal twat early?" She laughed

I just slouched feeling insecure,

"Anyway, circus freak, I just came here to tell you to stay away from Finn," she said getting mad as she reached the name Finn

I started standing up straight, Finns my only friend, I'm not going to let her push me around,

"You can't tell me what to do," I said, barely
"What do you think your doing dwarf? You listen to me, trash like you doesn't start wearing whore clothes and then get to disobey me" Quinn said towering over me, getting more in my face by each second

She's right, I can never just stand up to her without having a bad outcome, she stares at me as I stay silent, and laughs in my face. I want curl up and cry.

"So do you understand?" She asks in my face

I don't respond so she pushes me against the locker making me face her, as people start making a crowd. She puts her hand as if to choke me and clenches her teeth

"I said, do you understand?" She yells

I just look at her and I see someone hand her a cup, so I close my eyes and feel the cold drink fall all over me, and my trashy clothes. Quinn lets me fall down the lockers as everyone laughs at me, she throws the empty cup on my head and walks away laughing. I lay there on the floor crying.

I feel someone pull me up and drag me to the bathroom. I let myself cry. That's what I get for trying to look nice for school. The person starts wiping the slushy off of me. It reminds me of Finn and when he helped me. I open my eyes and see Mercedes.

"Don't let them get to you, they're just mad Finn likes hanging out with you" she said still wiping slushy off of me
"Thank you" I whisper taking the paper towel and cleaning myself
"No problem, us Glee girls have to stick together, right?" She smiles

I force a smile,

"Right" I answer

The bell rings and I still stand there,

"Want me to walk you to class?" Mercedes offers
"No, I think I just want to be alone for a minute" I say
"Ok then, see you in glee club girl" Mercedes walks out

I look at myself in the mirror and cry again. My neck is red from where Quinn held me, and my nice maroon shirt is now a weird dark color. I head to a stall and cry. I crouch down and let the tears flow down. I pull out my blade and do the one thing I tried to avoid, I cut.

I cut my wrist and let the blood fall. I cut some more as I cry. Even if I don't clean up, it'll just look like slushy stain on my crappy trashy clothes. But I can't let people notice so I get up and start cleaning. I feel so numb.

What did I ever do to Quinn fabray?

Authors note
🎅🏼🎄Merry Christmas! If you don't celebrate than have a good day☺️