VB: Under Construction

VB: Chapter 3|

Ace's POV

Coming back to school after what happened yesterday was really just tiring. I didn't want to come to school, but my mom said that I need to pick up on my school work and I can't miss a day of teaching. I still have to apologize to Drew though, he was just trying to help. But the only problem that I should be worried about right now is that I'm losing my home, and the state might take me away because I have no where else to go.  After class, I go to Drew's locker to go and talk to him. I hope he's not mad at me or anything like most people are when I talk to them.

"Hey Drew"

"Hey Ace, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for -"

"No, I'm sorry , I shouldn't have screamed at you like that. You are my only friend at this school for now and I basically treat you like crap. You deserve better than me."

"For now? Ace I'll always be your friend no matter what."

"Ugghh, I'm just going through a lot right now."

"It's alright, Ace, you're going through some serious problems and you're just angry at the world for making you have a life like this."

"Wow, yes, you're totally right. But what am I gonna do now? I might get taken by the state if my mom doesn't find a home for me soon."

"Well, you can come and live with me my house is pretty big"

"Oh really? You sure?"

"Of course I am!"

"Well okay, thanks Drew", I smiled.

"Oh is that a smile I see, I guess It's just a good thing to do for a friend right?"

We both smiled and as we walked to lunch Drew tried to reach and hold my hand.

Instant horrible memories came back like a gunshot.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!!" I screamed as I snatched my hand away from his.

"I was just holding your hand! Is it that serious?"

Yes. VERY SERIOUS.

"Oh, hahaha sorry about that I just don't like people touching me or anything. It's nothing abou tyou, It's just me, uhh, yeah."

"Oh sorry ", he said disappointed.

"It's alright. Hey, I have to go to the bathroom, I'll meet up with you at the table okay?"

"Yeah, okay sure."

I quickly walked off to the bathroom before it got any more awkward.

Drew's POV

Fucking stupid! Why would I make a move like that! She's going through a lot right now, and I'm about to make things even more awkward. Wow.

As I head to the lunchroom a bunch of hot cute girls come around me.

"Hey Drew"

"Hey Dana" Dana was a brunette with blue eyes and big sexy red lips with light pale skin. She was fine as hell, but I wasn't interested.

" Wanna go out Saturday Night? There's a party we can go to but we have to use our fake i.d. for it. I heard Meek Millz is gonna be there."

"Nah, I'm good."

"You sure?  The party's gonna be turnt up and didn't you hear me? The Weeknd is going to be there!!"

(By the Way if you don't know who the Weeknd is search him up or just imagine another band/singer you would like to see and just like switch it idk)

"Fine. Alright, but can I bring someone with me?"

"Umm I didn't have that in mind but okay. Do they have a fake I.D. ?"

"Yeah, don't worry."

"Alright then sexiness, I'll see you there", she said up close whispering in my ear. She bit her lip as she said, " Damn you're sexy, I like that."

I ignored what she said but smiled. I hope the person I'm asking to go would want to go with me. We'll both have fun together so there will be no more awkwardness. Juts need to get another fake I.D.

Ace's POV

I just didn't want him to touch me.The touching is just too much. I'm trying so hard not to remember it but it's just in my mind. Every boy I see reminds me of him.

But not Drew. I still can't take any chances.

I feel like I'm never going to be able to get rid of this stupid memory. I don't want to remember it at all  and I've just been depressed and just full of sorrow and shit. I'm tired of it. Why do I have to feel this way? That whole situation was my fault.

I get home and as usual it's very crappy. My room is a mess. I went to bed and slammed my face into my pillow and screamed. Then I turned around and put my hands on my stomach. Then I started to think to myself.

Maybe I shouldn't have worn that pink dress that day, and it was a little tight in the middle. I wish I didn't get my hair done. I wish I had been in the living room with my aunt when she told me to.

I kept thinking about things I shouldn't have done to let myself result in being the way I am now.

My life is such a living hell. My grades are going down,

I lost a lot of weight this past month, and

I can't stop thinking about what happened! .

During the time it's late and people are sleeping, I go upstairs to the bathroom. I look through the counter and some drawers and find pills. I take some.

I just want to forget about it. I want to forget about everything. The pain, the sorrow,

everything. I bet nobody would care about me if I committed suicide. But I won't do that anyway. I might consider it at a time though.

The only people I have is my mom and Drew. I'm tired of all the shit that's

happened to me to cause me to do this. And to consider committing suicide, it's

just crossing the line. I just need to let go and forget about the pain. I should've done this long ago. I feel like I really need this to calm my  nerves down  and to stop being such a psychotic freak.

So I'm just here. Should I even be alive? Life is just too hard for me.

What am I supposed to do? Just take the pills. It'll make me feel better.