Healing In Process.

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*3 days later*

Bay-

"I'M GLAD I'M LEAVING SO I DON'T SEE YOU AND YOUR SLUTTY FACE AGAIN!"

Those words just kept replaying in my head over and over.

It wouldn't get out.

I wiped the tears from my eyes and exited the bathroom.

I put on a brown knit sweater, black leggings and white hightop converse.

I put my makeup on and my hair in a messy bun then put my contacts on.

I got into my 2013 Silver Camry and buckled up and started the car.

School again.

I huffed and put my backpack in the passenger seat, turned on the radio then drove to school.

I got out of the car as I put my backpack on again then walked to first period.

I said 'hey' to my friends and they exchanged the 'hey'.

*lunch*

My friends practically healed me.

They healed my broken heart and put back the pieces together slowly.

But there was a hole in my heart i couldn't fill.

Or to be more descriptive, a scar.

A scar that reminded me how i got hurt by the people i loved.

*later*

After i finished cheer, i freshened up and got into my original clothes.

I parked into our driveway and shut off the car.

I rested my head upon the wheel and huffed stressfully.

Recently i had cut myself.

It was on my stomach so no one would see it.

It was a bunch of them but it surrounded one cut that printed out the word 'Torn'.

Tears fell down my cheeks and i put my shirt down and quickly wiped my tears away and grabbed my backpack then went out of my car.

I locked my car and unlocked the front door.

No one was home and i found a note on the refrigerator.

'Left you something on the bed. the driver will come pick you up later at 3:00

Xx Harry'

I smiled and ran upstairs.

It was a dress.

Not a poofy pink princess dress.

A cute casual oatmeal colored dress.

It hugged my torso and was flowy along the bottom, it had lace lining and no sleeves.

I put it on and decided to wear my black Docs with it.

I curled my ombrè hair and slod on a maroon beanie and re-did my makeup.

I looked up at the clock : 3:00.

I hear honking outside and i snatched my phone and ran down.

*later*

The driver parked somewhere familiar.

My mom and I's waterfall.

I ran out hoping that they didnt reveal it to other people.

I rustled through the trees as they slightly scratched my skin.

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