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That one day when u regret doing something and that day for me was January 27 i decided on  not taking the bus, if i didn't take the bus i wouldn't have all the scares i have now. These scares are physical and emotional. But, i guess i should start at the beginning of the story. It was the very cold month of January on the  26, when i finally woke up to my alarm clock it was way later than I thought to be.
"Omfg. Great now I'm am gonna be late for fucking school yet again" i yelled frustratedly. Yes, I'm always late for school due to my fucking alarm that doesn't fucking off at the fucking right time. Im a girl who was obsessed with black, but when I was little i was bullied for wearing black all the time, see how how fucking cruel the world is. So of course I changed the way I looked at what I wear to fit in. But i still don't fit in anyway, I still love black. I'm sure you guys would love to hear me go on and on about my self for hours and hours (note the sarcasm here). But, I would much rather not considering I'm bout as boring as a dumb ass library with dumb ass books. But, anyhow let's continue on with this shitty story of mine. I went into my closet which had a bunch of black clothes, yep that's right all black but, imma be honest I have a lot of non black clothes but I prefer black fucking clothes so fucking deal with it, and of course the only people who know I'm on love with black is my fucking family because they are like the only people I trust, they tryed to encourage me to be myself, But i much rather not listen to their fucking whining. I quickly picked out my outfit which was a pair of red pants with a white tang top with a red hoodie. I quickly ran into my sister's room to wake her up so she could drive me to school with her. Yep, I don't even have my drivers licence. I woke up my sister and ran downstairs to eat breakfast, that breakfast so delicious u don't even know. Okay. Maybe you do know. I slowly went upstairs upstairs because of course I ate way to fucking much, when I got upstairs to my sisters room which felt like hours because how slow I was.  I see that my sister got up got dressed and went back to sleep. Wow how nice of u to just go back to sleep and left me find my own way to school, I thought to myself. You know what fuck it. So i grabbed a pillow off the ground, threw it at her and turned on the bedroom light still she didn't wake up. What the fuck am I supposed to do to wake up ur lazy ass self, I thought.  "That's it you leave me no choice sis," I said walking to her bathroom. Oh i know you know what imma bout to do. If you don't then guess. I went into the bathroom grabbed a bucket and filled it with freezing water and dumped the water on her. She screamed.
"Clarrisa Marrie Violet."
"Get up were going to be late, brush your hair," i yelled quietly so i wouldn't wake up my parents.
"Fine," Shantel said.
Once she was done getting ready, Shantel grabbed her car keys and she and i got into the car and drove to school. Before we got to school Shantel stopped at StarBucks and got a coffee for het and i hated coffee so she got me hot chocolate.
"Thank you Shantel," i thanked her. Ten minutes later we arrived at school. The bell had just for first period starting. We went to the Office to get passes to first period. When i got to my first period which was Math they were taking a math test. I studied all week, and yet i still didn't get some questions on the math test. First period went by pretty fast. Before i knew i was already haveway threw the school day. At the end of 3rd period i tripped over someones foot and dropped all my books, someone came and helped me pick up my books, i didn't realize who it was until i looked up when i was getting up, it was my crush Jack. I loved the way his blong hair flowed to the left and his blue eyes. He then handed me my books and said bye, then began walking to the place where he skips 4th period. He skips 4th because he hates math. A few hours later school ended.
When i got home i did my homework and went onto instagram to see what mean comments people had texted me. I was suprised i only had one and that was the most popular girl in school Emily Hills who hated my guts. Then i noticed there were some other comments on some of my other posts. There were alot mean comments as i scrolled down to all the mean comments, i sat there in shock for awhile with my eyes wide because Jack stood up for me, when people were insulting me left and right. I decided to text him and say thank you for standing up for me. Then my mother called me downstairs for supper. Then sat in her spot and the end of the table. Everybody had their name carved into their chair. I began to eat supper, we were having spaghetti and meatballs with bread sticks.
"So, how was your day," asked her mom.
"Same as usual bullying, don't bother asking that question i will always have the same answer," replied Clarrisa. My mom was about to talk when my phone went off in my bedroom and you could hear it in the kitchen. But i didn't bother go see what it was. Five minutes later we finished eating and i went up to my room. My mom and i weren't really close. My sister was alot closer to her than me. As i was on my phone, i looked at my recent notifications and saw that people were trying to get him against me by telling him lies. He started to agree with them. I tryed to convince him that they were lies. I texted him that those are lies and gave him reasons why they aren't true. He replied saying
i know. I asked him
Why are you agreeing with them? He replied with
Because i thought if i wasn't agreeing with you would text me and it worked. As i read this i began to plush. I waited for him to reply back i waited so long i fell asleep on my desk. When i woke up it was fifthteen minutes before the school would start, so i ran in my closet grabbed a black pair of pants and a grey tang top and a black and grey hoodie. I ran to get my combat boots on and ran upstairs to see if my sister was up. She was up and at school already.
"Crap," yelled Clarrisa.
I quickly ran to my room and grabbed my backpack and ran downstairs grabbed my coat and ran out the front door. I looked at my backpack and saw that it was open i went to shut it and noticed my phone was in my backpack. Oh crap my phone must have fell in my bag when i was sleeping, and i am not aloud to bring my phone ro school, to late to put my phone back in my room, i thought.
I continued to walk to school. Out of a sudden someone ran into me and keep on running. What was that about, i thought. I continued walking out of a sudden i was picked by someone and was thrown over there arm. It was to dark to see who it was. I struggled and struggled punching them, kicking them until they let go of me and i hit my head on the ground, seconds later i was consumed by nothing but darkness.

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