Descending into the Depths of Despair//Aarmau FF

Gossip Hurts, Doesn't It?

I snapped my head up, this new found energy rushing through my veins. Tears strayed from my eyes, signaling the waterfalls to flow. Checking my watch I saw it was 5:30. Relief washed over me to know that my father doesn't get home until 7.

I climbed down the ladder to the attic and ran outside. I didn't know where I was going or what I was going to do when I got there, but for now all I can do is see where my feet take me.

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I ran into a wall, pain searing through my head.

"A-Are you okay, that looked like it hurt?" It was the strong voice of Aaron.

"I'm fine, but what I want to know is, are you sure you want to be talking to me? I thought that airhead sorted it out for you, but I guess someone has a death wish!"

"Yeah, about that, Aphmau was it? Anyways is Garroth's story true?"

"Which part?"

"The part about you being some crazy freak?I don't know maybe the fact that you do self-harm?"

"Aaron, believe whatever the hell you want! Just know, that airhead everyone seems to praise, both he and his best friend Laurance know things. You'd be lucky to pry it out of them, but I wouldn't try. Everyone at that school has known each other since Pre-K. Information doesn't easily go to the new-comers. Besides, the less you try to learn the better, I'm saving your ass buddy! Consider it a favor!"

"What are you doing in this area anyway?"

"Like I said, the less you know, the better for the both of us. I don't need people saying I got a boyfriend, and you don't need to be associated with me in the slightest."

"Okay then, uh...b-bye I guess, I'll see you at school tomorrow..."he said turning tail.

The amount of shock from his statement overpowered the die-hard feeling to just cry. My face went blank and I just sat there, my mind completely cleared except for the one stray thought that was taking everything else over.

He's the first person to say bye to me since the 7th grade...

Dumbass

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I hate myself...

I hate myself...!

I HATE MYSELF!!!!!

I was standing in front of the girls bathroom, wishing I had never picked a shirt with lace.

It was at this moment I realized, I'm in big trouble

"Hey Aphmau, any reason in particular you're here so early?" The words I wish I never had to answer.

"Why are you waiting in front of the girls bathroom? Don't tell me it's just to bother me Garroth! I Feel so SPECIAL!"

"I'm just trying to figure something out, that's all." He responded, a smirk painting his face.

"Whatever it is, put it to the back of your mind and never think about it again!" As I started walking away, he grabbed the sleeve of my lacey blue shirt and it ripped. The long sleeve ripped up past my elbow, revealing the scar from my latest beating.

His sarcastic smirk turned into a stare of absolute horror. "A-Aphmau, what the hell happened?!"

"Garroth, you hate me, the whole school hates me because of you, and yet you have the nerve to ask me why my arm is messed up?! Of all the stories that you could fill your mind with, not one can explain this? By the way, thanks so much for ruining my shirt!"