Before it's too late to Save Me (Completed)

Chapter 7

"Screw you Matthews ,your just some loser!" Jamie sneers at me. I roll my eyes and rush away.
It's been 5 weeks at my new school and I'm definitely feeling welcomed.
I'm being sarcastic.

The girls here all hate me,because I hang out with "the most"attractive guy in school,when that's not the case. He doesn't even sit at the table that he was at anymore.The only girls that like me are the ones that Max introduced me to. I've grown a pretty good close friendship towards Delia ,she's has bright blue eyes and jet black long hair that's always silky straight.Shes a pretty slim curvy girl,she has that bubbly and funny personality that I'm fond of.

Max doesn't talk to me as much as he did,but I don't really care. It doesn't matter,I'm not looking to get attached to anyone.
I'm sure he's given up on trying with me ,and I don't blame him. I've distance myself from just about everyone.

Bullying is a new thing to.
Apparently the 'popular ' girls think its fun,they always pick on me none stop.
They make me drop my books,they make fun of me,and of course spread rumors.
They  text me to just tell me I'm fugly . I've tried blocking their numbers,but they always seem to find some way back.
My mom hasn't been there for me at all. She's at work all day and then she drinks all night.
It's now a rare thing to see supper placed on the table,by her anyways.

I try to convince her ,to talk about it with me,but she only gets mad at me.

The stress of school has my stomach churning and pacing for hours in my room.
I'm getting the temptation of cutting myself.
I've done it once .
It hurt like hell,but it made something inside me feel different.

I didn't care about what I looked like now. Sometimes I had my hair up in a morning messy bun or down and tangled. MY outfit either consisted of sweatpants or skinny jeans and a sweatshirt, I didn't feel like anyone cared what I looked like,cause I wasn't trying to impress anybody.

"Hey leaving so soon Kat-nip?" Max asks me with a sweet grin, "yeah" I reply simply. "Are you going to that small coffee shop?" I open my mouth to speak,but interrupted by Lacie one of girls that think it's a blast to make food me. "Slut,whore. Why would you even look at that crusty hoe" she coughs sarcastically as she walks by Max and I . I roll my eyes "Bitch" I look back up to Max and stand up,he stands there. His eyes wandering mind as if they are asking a question. Then it dawns on me "oh?yeah I'm just going to grab a quick frappe and rush home " he nods and we walk of school. I can feel him studying me and looking at me intensely. "Are you okay, Kat-nip?" I look at him and lie straight through my teeth "I'm fine " he gives a unconvinced look. We arrive and order our coffee,I start to walk out,but he grabs my wrist "stop,your not fine.what are those cuts on your arm?Sit down " he says to me serious and worried tone,his sea green eyes looking right through me.
I sigh and sit down,I look at him and he says "what's wrong ".
I hesitate to open up to him,but I do trusting him with my burdens. "I'm having a hard time " "with what Kat-nip?" tears prickle the back of my eyes "before I came here my Dad died from a freak accident on his bike.Then my mom and I moved here and everything has spilled down hill ever since " my throat burns.Then Max starts "Kat-nip look at me" I do "I know I haven't known you for long,but I know this. You need someone to talk out your feelings its not good to keep them balled up,okay"he continues to me trying to reassure me. I nod and sip my coffee and then he says with a smile "Don't worry about those girls,they are just stupid hoes and also here's my number. You should come over to my place some time and hang out. I'm still on my mission of making you full on smile." I raise and eyebrow "is that so huh?" he hums as me nods at me.

 He still studies me intensely as if he isn't satisfied with my answer earlier. 

I give him a weird look "what? are you staring at?" "seeing what I need to fix" he says to me blankly, "I need fixing,please I'm good" I ask, he clears his throat "You need someone" I then say with a little sass and coldness my tone "I don't need anybody,anymore. There's no reason to need someone when your just going to loose them,so why even bother". He looks at me with furrowed eyebrows "Kat, you can't just choose to push everyone away. There's always going to be that one person that's going to bee there for you." I roll my eyes "And you know this how,your not some expert and stop trying to act like my boyfriend or something cause your not, and I get bullied enough because that's what everyone else thinks." he raises his voice slightly "Kat, I'm not trying to act like your boyfriend. I'm trying to be your friend,okay" he places his hand on mine. 

"I have to go" I say coldly as I sit up and storm out of the coffee shop,flustered.

He had no right to tell me that I needed someone or for him to judge me how he did.

He has no clue what I'm going through. I regret even confessing my dad's death to him, now he probably thinks he knows exactly what I'm feeling and how I should deal with it.

I don't care to listen to him anymore,he didn't have a single clue about my life,nor me.