||BROKEN||

Chapter 2

I slowly open my eyes, almost getting blinded by the bright light. I lift myself up with my elbows and start looking around at my surroundings. I'm in my room, but how did I get here? Just as I'm getting up off of my bed Ashton comes into my room.

"Whoa whoa be careful, you don't want to hurt yourself again." At first I didn't know what he was talking about, but then the memories started flooding my head. "What time is it?" "A little past 8," Ashton answered. To be honest, I wanted him to stay, but I needed some time to process what had happened.

"Ashton, thank you, really. I'm feeling better now... why don't you go ahead and go home to get some rest." He looked at me with a suspicious face, as if he knew I was lying.

"Are you sure you're ok? I don't mind staying." "Yeah I'm sure. I'll text you if I need anything." With that I walked Ashton to the door and said goodbye. I went back upstairs to my room, making sure I took my time so I wouldn't trigger any pain on my aching body.

I stood in front of my full body mirror. To say I looked like shit was and understatement. Bruises were already prominent on my face. "Makeup won't cover those" I thought to myself. My Nirvana shirt was ripped at the shoulders and on the neck area. I kind of got mad because that was one of my all time favorite shirts. My black skinny jeans were stained with mud and blood.

I needed to relax and help my body heal, so I decided to take a bath. I took my towel and phone into my restroom and locked the door. After turning on the water, making sure it was just the right temperature, I put my favorites list on shuffle and stripped off my clothes.

I got in the bathtub and put my head against the wall. If felt nice just laying there, with nothing to worry about. As my body began to relax, I started to think back to when this all started... the day my life would change for worst.

~FLASHBACK~

I had just started  my second semester  of my 8th grade year. So far, school wasn't all that bad. I had a few friends, but only my best friend  Isabelle mattered. She was like a sister to me. We were both into the same things... it was as if we were the same person.

My teachers were kinda cool... they never really gaves us any homework, but because we were starting the second semester, some of my classes were going to change.

I walked into my Nutrition class, one of my new classes. There were some people I recognized from my other classes and some I had never seen before. I took a seat towards the back. I didn't really like attention and hated being called on by the teacher.

Just as I was taking out my notebook to take notes on, someone knocked down my textbook. "What the hell!" I said. I looked up and saw a tall, muscular, brow-eyed boy. He had light brown skin which had a glow to it. His hair was up on a soft quiff with some blonde streaks. "That's my seat your seating on," he said, glaring down at me.

"Well I don't see your name on it, whcih means it's not your seat." This seemed to infuriate him, causing him to turn red. He grabbed the desk and pushed me off of it onto the floor. "Look I don't know who you are and what your problem is, but you have not right to treat me like that!"

He started laughing evilly, which gave me the creeps. "Everyone knows that's my seat, which gives me the right to do whatever I want to anyone who sits there. Just as I was going to protest, the teacher walked in, signaling us to sit down.

~END of FLASHBACK~

Ever since that day, Calum, Michael, and Luke have bullied me. Just by thinking about it, warm salty tears started running down my face. When did my life turn into a living hell? Why me? Why then? Why now? I wanted to stop thinking about them, I just wanted peace back in my life.

I grabbed my towel, wrapping it around my body. I grabbed my phone and headed towards my dresser. I took out some black sweatpants and a burgundy hoodie. I put on my underwear and then my pjs. Out of nowhere, pain started shooting through my muscles. It was unbearable.

I headed down the stairs and into the kitchen. I opened the medicine counter and took out a bottle of painkillers. I poured myself some water and headed back upstairs. I put the cup of water on my nightstand and opened the bottle of painkillers.

I took out two pills, the recommended dose, but I began thinking back to all the things they had done. All the beatings... all the pain, and all the blood I lost. My life before them wasn't that great, with my parents always at work, and the house always lonely, but I was happy. I poured a handful of the pills. "I just want this to end. I don't want to feel the pain and I don't want to shed another tear because of them!"

I thought about Ashton, the little piece of happiness still left in my life. I thought about all the times he had been there for me, cheering me up and helping me get home. I just don't want to be a burden anymore. I swallowed a handful of pills, dropping down to the floor. My head was spinning, by body growing colder as my heart began to slow down. The pain was gone... and so was I.

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~AUTHOR'S NOTE~

Hi, hope you like the second chapter. I know it's a bit crappy and kinda dark, but I'm trying my best.