Hold On To The Memories *COMPLETE AND IN EDITING*

Chapter: 35

Grace POV

   "Nice going Daniel." I said while playfully punching him in the arm. He blushed and laughed a little; I saw mark and he didn't to happy, almost pissed. I stepped away from daniel and took Marks hand. He looked at me and smiled lightly, trying to act not mad or upset.

"Hey you wanna go on a date, like McDonalds?" I jumped up and he laughed at my joyful exression for such a stupid place to be excited about. 

"Hey mark!" I heard loudly from what sounded far away. We turned our heads to see syd dragging hayes towards us.

"What?" 

"Me and Hayes thought it would be a great idea if we had a double date, we can have it at McDonalds?" She wiggled her eye brows at me on that last part. I was about to say no and i thought Mark would too since it would be are first technical date...

"N-"

"Yeah sure! Sounds fun"Mark said cutting me off, I looked at him with a blank stare and syd smirked while turning around and walking away. I didn't say any thing but kept my stare. 

"What wrong?" Mark asked, obviously not getting the hint. I just rolled my eyes, sighed, and walked away. Why? Why? Why does Syd always have to ruin everything? Even if she doesn't try...

Blake POV

   Tired myself, i walked back up to my room to take a short nap before dinner. We didn't usually eat dinner together, but when we do its basically a party; we always are making vines and or musicallys. There for i wanted to have enough energy for later, so a small nap would't hurt. 

   I opened the door and almost tripped on someones shoes...Belles. BELLE? I forgot she was my room mate again! I looked over at the beds and sure enough there was Belle fast asleep, wonder for how long? Since she was sleeping i figured i would just get dressed real quick and by dressed i mean pajamas and by pajamas i mean joggers and my favorite football team sweat shirt. I looked in the mirror and realized i was beginning to get abs, ha ha take that hunter i'm catching up to ya. I lied down on my bed and i didn't go under the blankets. I mean it's california and i'm already crazy enough to be wearing this stuff in HollyWood. I turned to the wall facing away from the window and began to doze off and before i knew it i was out like a light. 

Belle POV

   I leaped out of bed and fell to the floor, i don't know why though. I must have had a bad dream or something. My heart was racing and i was breathing at a abnormal rapid pace. I tried to catch my breath and then tried to stand back up, but failed drastically. My knee gave out yet again, but i tried one last time and succeeded some what and managed to stand up. I suddenly got a recollection of the dream or rather night mare that i had just woken up to in a cold sweat. I was back at my old school, which IS my worst nightmare all by its self. I was bullied and teased from a young age for everything i said and did...but for some reason this dream was different. It wasn't the other kids making fun of me, it was just me. I was in the school bathroom where i spent most of my free time. Just hiding in the stalls so the other girls couldn't find me. Yet i wasn't in the stalls, i was in front of the mirror. It was a long mirror that stretched to almost half of the entire bathroom and i could see right up to my knee and the top of my head. I usually avoided the mirror because i didn't want the other girls comments to get to my head and change the way i looked at myself, but in this dream it WASN'T their words, they were mine... and it was awful. I was crying and screaming and i was beating myself down, but they weren't coming out of my mouth. It was if it were all my thoughts being thrown at me all at once. It was over whelming, that why i must have woken up. Suddenly i waled back over to the mirror that hung upon the wall and studied myself. Something i refuse to do on a day to day basis. I looked in the mirror, the room was so quiet i could hear myself breathing, but yet there were a thousand voices...all mine. I uncontrollably played my dream over and over again. Every word, every comment, every scream in agony. 

   You ugly, your stupid, your a worthless piece of shit! Your awful, your fat, you deserve nothing good in life! 

   My heart dropped. I looked in the mirror even more closely studying every inch from my head to my toes. I then realized i had a little bit of flab on my arms, oh and i had no muscle, i had a stomach. It was then i realized i wasn't as skinny as everyone always told me i was, or as i thought i was myself. I began to panic the more i looked into the mirror, before i knew it i was in tears. I lashed myself towards the ground, flying my knee straight into the tiled portion of the room. It was some of the worst pain i've ever felt in my entire life. A few second later i burst into tears, i couldn't stop crying. I heard Blake rush over to me as if i were on fire.

"Belle? Hey, babe? What wrong are you ok?" He said trying to stay calm, i buried my head in his chest as he tried to comfort me.

"Is it your knee? Did you fall?" I nodded my head.

"Yeah..." I said quietly, i lied. 

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Hey guys! So like i've said time and time again i've had the worlds biggest writers block and these last few chapters are so unlike me, but I figured i would just cut to the climax of the story a soon as possible because i feel like this story sucks and is going no ware at all. So thanks for reading i really hope you enjoyed!

Thanks again!

                                -Belle(bebe)