Up's & Down's

Chapter 3

Trigger warning. Suicide talk.

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John POV

After running home from those two bullies, who ran away because ironically the fire alarm went off. Luckily! They were about to beat me black and blue because I didn't belong...

"You don't belong here."
"Go back to where you came from freak"
"You don't belong here...."

Their senseless words ran through my head as I ran.. I don't belong anywhere.. I don't belong in Washington with my father.. I don't belong in Texas with my grandma..

I just don't belong.. I had enough of this.. This is going to end.

As I reach my grandma's house I see that she's still in her rocking chair watching some soap ophera. I run upstairs and lock myself in my room..

I pace around for awhile. Honestly I'm scared. I want to grow up and live happily. I want to be married and adopt kids..

But I don't belong

I grab a belt and loop it over the rail in my closet. I stand on a stool and bite my lip. Just kick it.. Kick it away.. As I lifted my foot to kick the stood my phone went off.

I stare at my phone for a moment. Debating if I should read the text or not.. Why not? It's probably my dad and I owe him an apology for disappointing him and a goodbye at least..

I slowly step down and walk to my bed picking my phone up and reading the text.

Unknown Number:
Hey! B)

This is weird? They must have the wrong number.. Might as well tell them.

I'm sorry. You have the wrong number.

I was about to go back to my closet when it went off again. I narrowed my eyes and picked the phone up again

Unknown Number:
Heh.. John right?...

Am I being stalked?? Or followed?? Is it those bullies??

Yes... Who is this?

Unknown Number:
I'm the kid you sit next to in first period. Dave Strider.

The cool kid? What? How? Why??

Oh.. Yes I remember. How did you get my number? I don't recall giving it to you?

I sent. Now sitting on my bed

Dave:
I have my slick ninja ways B)

But I was wondering if this weekend you'd like to hang at a carnival? It'll be super cool! There's going to be games and food. I'll even pay for it all.

I narrowed my eyes reading the two text. Creepy dork who was to hang.. With me? I wasn't sure if this was a set up.. But why not?..... I didn't have palns for the weekend anyways.. Or any day.

I took a moment to text back.

Sure.. May I ask why?..

Dave:
Because you seem super cool and chill. I wanna be friends if that's alright.

He will never know how much that boosted my small little ego..

Yeah. Sure c: I'd like that.. A lot actually.

This cool kid just saved my life and he wants to be friends... I really hope he's serious and not trying to trick me into doing something I'll regret..

Might as well kill myself on the spot if that happens.

Dave:
Alright awesome! What's your address? I won't be at school tomorrow but I'll pick you up Saturday. I'll text you a time later to.

This is.. Over whelming. I was about to kill myself and now this cool kid wants to be MY friend?.. I sent him my address and quickly put the belt away and closed the closet.

Dave:
See ya. B)

Dave.. Please don't play me.. I won't be able to handle it..

See ya...

My final text to the blonde.. I let out a shaky sigh and lay down in bed with watery eyes. I don't know why I'm crying. Maybe it's because I feel wanted?.. Or that someone thinks I'm cool and wants to be friends?... I don't know.

Maybe I do belong.