Chapter 1

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Aspens POV

My morning routine has never been very interesting like other girls. Lots of youtubers post their morning routines and they do their makeup and hair; shower with all types of fancy products. I'm not really into that, I just take a shower and wash my hair some days. I don't wear perfume because I see no point. Makeup is too hard and I don't want to spend my money on it. I sound like a very simple girl, but I just don't have time or money to make myself up. I honestly do really love makeup and I watch so many makeup tutorials.

My school days are not very exciting. I go to school early to avoid being in the crowded halls when school starts. Plus I literally have no friends. My best friend moved away so I'm alone now. The popular girls at my school bully me ever since my best friend left but my mom always supports me and helps me feel better. I self harm but my mom doesn't know, i just don't want to break her heart.

When I walked into school I went straight to my locker and got my books out. I headed to my first period class, which happened to be my favorite because it was sociology. My sun sign is pisces so I happen to be one of the most empathic signs but as I was walking to the one class that actually makes me happy, I turned the corner to see; Alyssa, Jessica, and Monica. They are the popular girls who have always bullied me and their mothers happened to bully my mom. My mom is now the manager of a nursing home and she is very happy in life. She always tells me that people who are really popular or are mean in high school usually don't up being the most successful or the most attractive and loved. The popular slutty girls usually end up pregnant as teens and ruin their lives. So I try as hard as possible to not let the girls bother me, think about how they will end up in life. Most of the time it doesn't help me much because it is a very lonely life to live and have. My best friend who moved away was such a good person. She never let the girls bully me and if they did they wouldn't be so harsh because they were scared of what she might do to them.

The girls were laughing and talking and before I could turn around and run away, like I usually do, they looked right at me and fell silent. It was nerve racking really because I should have known that this would happen. It was Monday, and last Friday, Alyssa's boyfriend broke up with her. They were considered the power couple of our school, so the break up was terrible. Whenever something bad happens in her life, she takes it out on me. I could never figure out why, my mom says that mean people are mean to you because they are jealous but I don't see what she could possibly be jealous about in my life. I didn't hate Alyssa for everything that she had done to me, because people aren't born bad, they have terrible things happen to them that make them be bad.

She walked up and started taunting me to hit her. I didn't pay any attention and just kept doing what I needed to do. I walked into my class, or at least tried to. It didn't work because she stopped me with her arm. Jessica and Monica grabbed either of my arms and I braced myself for the pain I was about to receive. Alyssa punched me in the face and then in the stomach. I made sure not to cry out or she would hurt me even more. I learned from experience that if I just keep quiet then I won't get as hurt.

She punched me in the face a couple more times, punched me in the ribs and when I toppled over onto the ground, she stepped on my hand. My fingers crunched under her boot and started bleeding and then finally decided she was finished. I looked up at her and she spit in my face.

"I hate you Aspen and I hope you die." The pure hatred dripping from her tone was more excruciating than the blows I had just received. I knew that deep down she probably really disliked me, but you can never hate anyone in my opinion. I layed on the floor for a while until I finally got tired of waiting for no one to come and get me. I got up as slowly as possible and assessed my injuries. My ribs hurt, my head was pounding, and my fingers were definitely broken.

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