Bitter Sweet

~chapter six~

So this school is borderline awful. It is only my second day and I have already learned three things: 1. The teachers here are about as dull as my pencil from trying to take notes. Seriously does it hurt to use a little expression when you're talking? Although I don't even know why I have been trying to take notes, it's not like it will do me any good. I honestly have no idea what we are learning about and it's in the middle of their first semester. I highly doubt any of the teachers

would dare give me a bad grade though, judging from the looks on their faces i think it's safe to say that all of them know what happened to me. Or at least the Reader's Digest version. 2. This school is massive. I have gotten lost literally every single time i try to go anywhere on my own, even after my long exploring session yesterday. Thankfully Deanna has been around to find me and lead me in the right direction but if she wasnt around I think I would still be looking for the bathroom. Luckily we have most of our classes together so I'm set. 3. People are annoying. The looks people have been giving me today are driving me crazy. Everything from pity to disgust. When i walk down the halls i catch just about everyone's attention. And let me tell you, the people here are not very subtle about their whispering. It's a good thing i have a lot of self control, or else i would probably already be expelled for ripping Kristina's extensions out and beating her with them. Can you beat someone with fake hair? Honestly i don't know but i would be willing to give it a try sometime. Preferably on Kristina. The girl had the audacity to cough "whore" while i was walking by. Like seriously that is so elementary. And calling the girl that got raped a whore, yeah so classy. Your daddy would be real proud. I know I said I only learned three things but I think I just realized another: This school is making my thoughts more violent than usual. Maybe these people are bad for my mental health. Actually.. I think I'm allergic to stupid people.

Dylan drove me to school again today and I still refuse to talk to him because of that stunt he pulled yesterday so it was a little awkward. I just can't believe he made me wait longer so that he could have some fun with his slut. I mean girlfriend. Maybe I'm overreacting but i can't seem to care. Nothing really happened last night either, I just spent the night in my room with the exception of dinner. A girl's gotta eat.

"Earth to Sam!!" I zoned back in to see Deanna waving a hand in front of my face.

"Sorry what?"

"Girl, you've been zoned out and staring at that poor Micheal for the past 5 minutes!" I focused my attention on a nerdy looking boy, who seemed to be feeling extremely awkward by the way he kept fidgeting and fixing his glasses with shakey looking hands. I couldn't help but notice the deep red blush that was spread across his cheeks. "The boy didn't know what to do! I think that's the most attention hes ever gotten from a girl." I couldn't help the laugh that escaped my lips at that.

"Aw now I feel like I've lead him on." I waited for the bell to ring and walked over to Micheal. I put a hand on his shoulder and leaned in before saying "I hope we can still be friends." His wide eyes just looked at the hand on his shoulder, and continued looking there after I had removed it and walked away.

All I could hear was Deanna burst into muffled giggles as she followed me out of the classroom. "I don't think he will ever wash that shoulder again."

We headed over to the cafeteria and walked toward the table we sat at yesterday. Only this time I noticed that Dylan had graced us with his presence along with his wonderful girlfriend.

"Ew who invited it to sit with us." Kristina sneered at me with extra emphasis on the it.

"Back off Kristina she's cool." Water bottle guy responded. She looked over at him and rolled her eyes as I sat down.

"Ugh she's not even pretty." She muttered loud enough for us all to hear.

"And you are?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

"Obviously." she smirked and nodded.

"Oh Honey, I could probably wipe your beauty off with a Kleenex." Everyone around the table was quiet except for water bottle guy who was failing at trying to cover his laugh with a cough.

"I'd like to see you try." She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Oh okay could you just hand me a couple from your bra?" I fake smiled at her then held out my hand as if expecting her to actually do so. All of the boys started howling with laughter. I'll admit that accusing her of stuffing isn't the classiest insult but she was getting on my nerves. She looked around and her mouth popped open.

"I don't stuff!" She shrieked.

"I'm sure you don't." I winked at her. "Now as fun as this was I'm going to go get some food." I stood up and was leaving when her perfectly manicured hand snaked out and grabbed my arm.

"I wasn't done talking with you yet." She sneered.

But I was frozen. I looked down at her hand and suddenly I was with a man in a concrete looking room. His face was covered and I couldn't make out any features. I saw blood coming from his nose, I had tried to break it so I could get away. I was running towards the metal door.

"You shouldn't have done that sweet heart." He growled.

I was almost to the door. Almost to safety, to freedom. I reached out and my fingers were almost to the handle when I felt an iron grip on my arm yanking me back. I was paralyzed with fear.

"That wasn't very nice." His one gloved hand was still gripping my arm with so much force I could feel it bruising. His other was up at the back of my neck, his fingers were digging into my neck and I yelped in pain. He tilted my head back so that he could whisper in my ear.

"I'm going to have to punish you for that."

He took his hand off of my neck and I almost relaxed before he threw me across the room using the other hand. My ribs broke my fall with a snap, my head head soon to follow. It whipped back and met the cement with an excruciating smack. I tried to get up but I was too dizzy from hitting my head so hard. I started to crawl away from the dark figure approaching me.

"Please" I sobbed, "Stop please" my face was completely wet with tears.

"Too late." The haunting voice growled.

It was then I saw the gleaming knife in this hands. I started full out screaming and scrambling away from him. I hit a wall and turned to see him raise the knife and lash at me.

I opened my eyes before the knife could make contact with my skin. Once again I was on the ground hugging my knees with tears pouring down my face.

I got up and ran.

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Hey everyone I updated!! I'm not really sure if I like this chapter at all but here I am uploading at about 3:30 in the morning. It's really not a long chapter so my apologies as well. It's not edited and pretty rough but whatever if you all liked it please let me know!! Vote comment or like if you want :) thanks for your patience

-Rachel <3