Broken

Chapter 25

The hardest part is liking someone who likes someone else.

Harrys POV:

Looking at Bostyn made me upset. Seeing her like this made me feel like shit. It isn't my fault she self-harms, but she won't trust me enough to tell me.

I wanted to talk to her but when I looked at her arm, even though she war a sweater, I knew what was under those sleeves and that was enough for me to reach my breaking point. I had to call Kylee so I could leave. I didn't want Bo to see how much pity I have for her. Bo, rolled her eyes as she flipped over and continued reading a book.

I looked at the page she was reading and I saw several sentences underline and one sentence highlighted in yellow.

Pain demands to be felt.

I took a deep breath as my hands started to shake.

Why would someone so...so beautiful do that?

"Hey babe", Kylee said as she walked in.

I groaned. Im not her 'babe' I don't date girls. It's stupid and a complete waste of time.

My finger feels my silver ring my mother had given me and I turn it around my finger.

"Kylee I need to talk to you", I say.

"Okay what do you want to say?"

"Uh in private please"

"Why can't we do it in here, plus no one is in here", she says folding her arms over her flat chest.

I point at Bo, "She's a person", I state.

"She's a thing, no one dares to touch her, plus she fucking.....nevermind.", she says with a small smile.

"She's a person", I repeat.

"No she's not Harry!", she says as she places her frail hand on my shoulder. But, for the first time ever, I shrugged in off.

"What the hell is wrong with you?", Kylee says pouting.

"Me? Kylee you fucking go around making people feel bad about themselves. You annoying and your fucking stupid, you the dumbest of the dumb the lowest of the low. Im sorry Kylee....actually I'm not even sorry, I. Don't. Like. You.", I spit.

I look at Bostoyn she's not reading her book anymore she's crying.

I look back at Kylee. "What?", she asks.

"I hate you", I say.

"Why?"

"Because your a self-centered bitch", I say and push myself past her. I sit on the edge of Bo's bed a throw my arm around her.

"I would rather be with her than you", I state, and Kylees jaw drops to the floor.

Bostoyns POV:

"Besides I would rather be with her than you.", Harry says pointing his index finger at her.

I jut stand there frozen. No, no, no. Kylees going to tell the school now.

"No-n-no Harry, I'm an awful person I'm stupid and uh trust me", I say with tears following down my cheeks. Kylee looks at me and her nostrils flair.

Harry looks at me questionably, then clears his throat. "Well, uh, bye", he says and gets up to leave.

When he does Kylee flies at me. She starts punching at my face. I scream at the top of my lungs. "He likes you!"

"Your ugly!", another punch.

"A bitch", another punch.

"A shitty loser", another punch.

My nose is numb and my right eye is swollen. "HELP!", I scream. "Help!"

I hear someone burst through the door as I start to go on unconscious."Kylee get off of her!", it's Harry's voice. "Bitch", she spits.

"Im telling the whole school."

My eyes shut and I go into complete darkness.