Insecure | Zach Clayton | Permanent Hiatus

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It was probably a week after Zach confronted me and the rumors have gotten a lot worse. They have been started to tell me that I'm an attention whore. Which makes no sense because I have never wanted any of their attention, ever.

I can't even go down the hallway with people starting even more rumors about me. That's how bad it is.

"I bet she payed Caden to be friends with her." One of Caden's friends, I'm guessing whispered. The girl necked to him giggled.

"I bet the like friends with benefits or something. She is such a slut I wouldn't be surprised." She whispered back.

Clearly, they were bad at whispering because I could obviously hear them. I never took any of this to heart but the fact that I can't even go to school without being harassed by these rumors is ridiculous.

"Yeah but who would want to have sex with her she's so ugly." The guy whispered back.

I looked at them in shock the boy that just said I was ugly was talking to Brittany the girl that used to be my friend in middle school.

"True." She laughed, obnoxiously. I rolled my eyes.

I wasn't going to argue because I believed it. I believed I was ugly too, it's not a big deal really.

I tried to ignore the rest of what people were saying but it was really hard because they really sucked at whispering. I tried walking to my locker to get my stuff ready to leave, and I could hear them laughing.

"I ran out or condoms, me and Lilith might need one. Do you think I should ask Raegan for one?" A senior asked and hence my coughing fit started.

I'm a Virgin and I think I have mentioned this to those rumor people a thousand times. So, for those people asking me for sex and condoms they should just realize I don't want sex or have a condom.

I decided against screaming, 'I never had a dick in me I'm saving myself for someone I love' because I think that could make things a little bit worse.

The tumors stopped for a second and I let out a sigh of relief which ended once they started whispering about me again.

This reminds me a lot like sixth grade... Although this is a lot worse than it was in sixth grade.

Flipping a lock of my brown hair behind my back, I opened my locker.

As soon as I opened my locker confetti fell out of it and a loud noise that sounded like an air horn happened.

"APRIL FOOLS, SLUT." The football teamed chanted running in with pies in their hand.

Now, this has gone too far.

Tears sprung to my ears but I forced them to not leave until I was alone. The football captain was the first to run over to me and toss the apple pie with whip cream in my face.

Worst part, I hate apples.

My mouth swelled at the taste of apples and I coughed over and over again. Once I whipped the apple pie out of my face I stopped coughing.

Almost immediately after I whipped the apples off my face, I got another pie thrown at my face.

This time it was pumpkin pie.

I tried running away but the captain of the football teamed held me still. I looked around in fear and saw everyone was laughing at me.

Everyone was laughing expect Cecilia and Caden who already left the school.

"Let me go" I croaked out, trying to push him away.

I looked around again and saw Zach standing there just watching, not laughing, not showing amusement just standing there.

"Nope." Brandon laughed.

He was about to throw a pie at me but a voice stopped it.

"Brandon what the fuck are you doing? She told her to stop and it's not even funny." Zach called out.

Everyone was watching the scene unfold before the eyes. The interest from everyone's eyes was disgusting, couldn't they get anything better to do?

Brandon let go of me and I almost fell over but I didn't care, this was my chance to run away from everything.

Everything.

I took my phone out of my pocket quickly and ran. I ran fastly out the door and sighed in relief to see no one was following me.

Who would be following me anyways? It wasn't like I was important to them anyways. Hell, I wasn't even important to anyone in my family.

That's why I'm leaving. I'm running away. Sounds a little immature but what other option do I have?

I spent most of my life locked up in my room listening to emo. lyrics and crying because I had no one.

I'm fifteen now, I think it's time to escape those thoughts. Running away is the only option I have. I can't run away from myself but I can run away from them.

With that said, why don't I just try and run away and find myself before I come back. If I come back.

They wouldn't notice I was gone, so that's why I'm running. I'm running away from the whole world.

I looked in my pockets and smiled when I noticed I had fifty dollars I found on the floor.

Not a lot to live off of, nevertheless it will still do okay.

I logged into my phone and went on my 'map' app to see where to go. Houston was the only place that came in mind.

I typed in Houston and started to walk my way to the state, and by the time I got a phone call from my dad to ask where I was it was too late.

I was already half way there.

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