I trudge to the car as my mother is yelling" it will be good cassie I promise a support group could be what you need!"
" Fine. But don't talk to me" I glare at her still feeling hate whenever I stare.
" Cassie I'm sick of your behavior ok, you act like you hate me because of your accident, that's not my fault and then your being over dramatic about killing yourself" she says
" You think I bring dramatic!" I scream
" I do!" She replies calmly
" You b*tch!" I say my glare becoming deeper I get out of the car slamming the door. Then I see a car and lay down on the side walk. " Cassie !!" My mom yells I feel the heat of the blinkers and the car Screeches to a stop. Tears threaten to come out again. " Please just let me die" I cry feeling empty.
" You are getting in that. Car and going now get in!" She almost drags me to the car.
Hope you liked this chapter! Sorry it's short! Please keep reading! - Lisa 😉
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ChickLitShe thought she was popular,she had a boyfriend, the whole school liked her, until the accident.
