I hate my life so much right now (on hold)

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"Figures," Finnick snorts. My hand releases Austin's and heads towards my left wrist. I began pulling the hair band, releasing it, and pulling it back again. (a/n: yes i really do do this.) "Stop hurting your wrist." Wow. Finnick actually cares for once in his life.

"Make me," I come back with.

"I have my ways."

I roll my eyes. I can't believe she's making me marry him. He's the reason why I have the hair band. He's the reason why I'm emo.

*flashback to 9th grade*

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I was walking down the hallway with Austin and Finnick to get to our geometry class. I remember this day like it was yesterday. It was the first day I started dating Austin. I knew Finnick liked me, and he was too late. He pulled me aside once we set our stuff on our desks. I didn't know what I did at first. He had a mad expression on his face, and I was scared.

"Tell me," Finnick started, "When were you gonna inform me about your 'relationship' with Austin?"

"When we got into this class," I came back with sarcastically.

"So, basically, you waited till the end of the day to tell me that you're dating Austin!?"

"Yeah because you kept walking away from me when I tried to talk to you!"

"I was pissed! And I have a right to be pissed!"

"Me not telling you that I have a boyfriend doesn't count as a reason."

"YES IT DOES!!"

"Got any grapes?" Austin interrupted our little fight.

"You know what, Zuri?" Finnick continued, pulling a purple hair band out of his pocket. "Every time you want to cut yourself, use this you fucking emo." (a/n: ironically, this is the color hair band I have around my left wrist.)

My right hand quickly rubs my left arm. If he's referring to the cut marks I got from my idiot brother just a few days ago doesn't qualify me as emo. Finnick hands the hair band to Austin saying, "Give this to your emo girlfriend. She fucking cuts herself every night and we both know it." Finnick walks over to his seat, sat down, and pretended to be interested in what the board had to say.

Austin handed me the hair band. "Finnick wants you to have this." He puts the hair band in my hand. "I know your brother cut you a few days ago. And I know that you don't cut yourself every night." He wrapped his arms around me, and I put my head on his chest, crying softly but he can hear. "And he can go to fucking hell for calling you emo."

Finnick cups around his mouth, yelling, "GET A ROOM, YOU TWO!" Austin politely flipped him off.

*end of flashback*

I still have the hair band around my wrist. People wonder why I keep it. Honestly, I have not a clue. I keep it around my wrist just in case I need to try to forget something or to calm down. It helps.

It's funny though. He's hated me since the day I didn't tell him I was dating Austin. And that's really stupid reason to hate someone. Because, seriously? He decided to get angry at me for something I was trying to tell him, while he kept walking away from me when I was trying to tell him. Plus, he probably still has a crush on me. And why did he tell me to stop hurting my wrist when he's the one who GAVE me that hair band. Weirdly, it's been it great condition and it's been like 3 years. Usually they only last like a couple of months.

Well, anyway, Finnick comes over, puts his arm around me and says, "Hey baby. Why don't we go talk about what we'll name our kids." He looks over his shoulder at Austin. "Maybe we should name one 'I am a failure at life because my name is Austin'." That got Austin pissed.

"Mrs. Lynn, may I talk to you?" Austin politely questioned.

"Yes," Mom replied, "follow me to the kitchen." Mom walked towards the kitchen, followed by Austin, leaving me and Finnick alone. A tear began to trickle down my face.

"Aw, baby. Don't cry. You're better off with me than that Austin kid." Finnick fails at trying to comfort people. Just fails.

"You know you suck at trying to comfort people. Plus, I don't wanna marry you. My heart belongs to Austin."

"That's what all the girls say. And where did he buy your ring? At the Dollar Tree?"

"No," I stated, standing up and heading towards the stairs. "He bought it at Jared's."

"Oh, my god! He went to Jared's!?"

"Shut the fuck up and leave. I don't want Odair smell mess up my once nice couch." I stuck my tongue out and proceeded to go upstairs. Finnick didn't move at all. He  just sat there with a blank look. I don't care. He ruined my life in 9th grade and now my mom wants me to marry him!? That's crazy! She was on MY side when I told her about finnick calling me emo and messing up my self eesteam and self confidence.

These are the times I wish my dad wasn't serving in the military. I always worry that he's not gonna come back. Austin understands because his dad's also in the military. I guess that's one of the reasons why we're perfect for each other.

I was half way up the stairs when I stopped. I decided that I need warm hugs of comfort that only my mom and Austin can give. Finnick thought I was coming for him. I saw his face brighten up. He got real angry when I turned to go to the kitchen. 

Man, I wish I never wanted those warm hugs of comfort. Austin and Mom are going at it like two angry dogs. Austin's yelling at my mom for not letting me decide what I really want. Mom is yealling at Austin about Finnick begged her to set up the arranged marriage. They were barking like dogs, or any animal for that matter. Austin's expression changed when he saw me, tears walking down the red carpet that is my face.

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Ooo! Suspence! All of the things that has to do with the hair band is COMPLETELY true. I recently started doing this. I have 2 reasons:

1) It helps me forget things and to calm down.

2) It's a alternative to cutting myself.

No, I've cut myself. But sometimes I feel like I need to, so the hair band is my alternative. It's probably not the smartest thing to do but, hey. It's better that cutting yourself.

I love you all to who read this! I try to actually respond to people when they comment because it's nice to have feedback on a story your reading and it's also great interactions with other writers.

QUICK QUESTION!

Should I do other points of views?