The Life of That Girl You Teased (DISCONTINUED)

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Vivienne's POV

I reached home, and saw my parents at the dining table.

"Where were you? We didn't see you after the recital." Mom asked

"Sorry, I was looking for you in the crowd and didn't see you guys there so I went home, but I forgot something in the dressing room so I went back." I lied. Vivienne, you liar.

"Okay, have a good night's sleep. You were great earlier, you must be exhausted." Dad told me to go to my bedroom.

I went to the bathroom first, removing my concealer and applying some ointment for the cut and bruises on my face and for the back of my head. As I was applying ointment on the back of my head, I felt warm liquid, still oozing out. I sighed. Joanne must have pushed me harder that I thought. I applied some more ointment there and applied concealer once again, and went to bed.

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It was 12:00 am, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to surf the internet and watch YouTube videos on my laptop. I felt my ancient phone buzz in my pocket, and I got it, seeing two messages.

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You were great earlier, see you tomorrow, good night!

~Lance
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I clicked my tongue and deleted the message, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach. I opened the second message.

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I thought you were going to help me with Lance, but I guess you're just another one of those backstabbing, two-faced, heartless people.
~Agatha
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And with that, I cried. It was never my intention to make her think that I was not helping her. I bit my lip so hard that it bled, and I held my laptop's mouse so hard that I thought it would be crushed. I hurriedly went to my closet, shoving out some random stuff with blurry eyes and shaky hands, until I finally found my box. The box that has been hidden for so long which I only needed for times like these.

I shakily opened the box, taking out one blade, making one quick slash at my left hand's wrist. And another, and another, and with that, I stopped crying.

3 lines.

I know what you guys are thinking, but this is what I am like. I watched crimson blood ooze out, and I felt myself smile. I used to make 10 slashes at my wrist before stopping.

I continued watching BTS' Bangtan Bombs until 2:00 am, and I slept. (If you don't know who BTS is and what Bangtan Bombs are, Google is just a tab away c;)

Yes, I am a Kpopper, and no one knows this but me, because I don't have posters in my bedroom, no posts about it in Facebook, no nothing.

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It was a Sunday morning, it was 10:00 am in the morning. I went outside, plugging my earphones in, playing Baby Don't Cry, by EXO. Yes, I am an EXO-L too.

I went to the playground and sat on one of the rusty swings. I stared at the ground, tears streaming down my face. I don't know why I'm crying, but I am. Must be because of last night.

I shouldn't be crying when the song says I shouldn't. So I stopped crying by biting my lip, but this time not making it bleed.

"Hey look! It's the freak!" Great, it was some jocks from middle school.

"And look, she's crying! Waaaah, she wants her mommy!" They mocked me, I was so used that I just didn't look up, but tears started forming again.

"Hah, coward." I heard one of the jocks whisper.

Baby don't cry, tonight~

I automatically stopped crying when I heard that line again. So I stood up, and went home. Going to the playground was not a good idea.

I decided to go to my ballet studio, even if there was no classes today. I wore the appropriate dancing attire, and I started dancing at one of the empty studios.

I did random steps, dancing to Skylar Grey's song, Dance without you.

I attempted to do a triple pirouette, but failed and fell to the floor, crying. The music kept blaring, but I just sat there on the floor, crying my heart out. What's wrong with me these days? I immediately picked myself up and went home. It was 3:00 pm, and my parents were out for the day, on their usual Sunday date.

I just sat there in my bedroom in silence, rewatching EXO's Showtime.

Until I heard a knock at the door.

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A/N: Heyo heyo heyo! I updated! O_O Haha, I decided to update at March, instead of April, since I wasn't getting any questions from my pookies.

Pookie Out <3