Forget Me Not (HIATUS )

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It's Monday now.

To be honest, I'm kind of nervous to go to school. Usually, I can deal with the kids at school.

I can handle all of the stares and whispers and the bullying but, today will be different. I can already tell that it will be at least 10 times worst than usual.

Word gets around fast at our school and to make it even worse, Sophia and Daniel are going out so Sophia knows all the details. And to say that Sophia is a blabber mouth is an understatement. Sophia cannot keep anything a secret she likes to tell the entire world everyone's problems and I'm pretty sure she had no problem telling mine.

I sighed as I walked out the door and began my walk to school.

This will be my life from now on. Wake up every morning, get dressed, quickly make my way out of the house so I don't need to make any contact with any of my brothers.

Wow, I didn't know my life could get any more pathetic. Guess I was wrong.

So deep in my thoughts I realized that my feet had found their way to school. I took a deep breath as I entered the gates.

Prepare for the stares and whispers, I warned myself.

Just as expected, as soon as I entered through the door of the school all conversations stopped and all eyes stared at me while whispers erupted throughout the people.

"I heard she cuts herself on the daily."

"I heard she was in the hospital the entire week."

"Well I heard that she got pregnant and tried to elope but her brothers caught her and forced her to have an abortion."

"I heard that too."

"Ugh, what a slut."

Rumors, so many rumors. Everybody likes to make up stories and none of them are ever true.

And I fucking hate it.

Why can't people just mind their own business for once? Like seriously! Why would I be pregnant? Nobody ever talks to me so why would somebody bother to get me pregnant?! Even some of the smartest people tend to believe the dumbest rumors.

I just shoved my earbuds into my ears and rushed to my locker with my head hanging low.

Why am I not used to this yet? I mean, I've been treated like this since first grade, I should be used to this by now.

After grabbing all of my necessary books for class, I walked to my first period. From missing so much school, I know that I will be drowned in school work.

I guess that's ok because it's another reason to not talk to my brothers at home.

I entered class and since I was so early, nobody else was in there except for the teacher.

"Hey Mrs. Roberts, can I have the work I missed while I was gone?"

Mrs. Roberts looked up at me with eyes full of sympathy. "I hope you're feeling better, Amira. You know, if you ever need someone to talk to, you could always come to me. I would be happy to talk." She hands me the packet of worksheets and I take it.

All of the teachers know about my problems and what happened two weeks ago. So I'm pretty sure I'll be getting their pity today.

"Thanks but, no thanks." I give her a small, awkward smile and head to the desk in the very back of the class. The desk that was isolated from everybody else. It was practically made for me.

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The rest of the day was exactly the same as the morning and I was so excited to go home.

I was so excited to finally get out of this hell hole that I ran home. I ran all the way home without stopping and when I finally got home I ran up to my room and locked myself in.

I once again, shoved my earbuds into my ears and put my music on full blast. I grabbed my backpack and started on all the work I had.

After a while of doing nonstop schoolwork, I decided to take a break. I stood up and my legs felt like jello. I took a couple of steps to get my legs back to normal then walked to the bathroom.

On my way back from the bathroom I noticed that it was around 6:30. It's around the time for dinner.

I walked back into my room and sat back down. I heard some footsteps coming up the stairs but decided to ignore them.

"Amira, it's time for dinner come on." Liam said from the other side of the door.

"Umm, I'm kind of busy with schoolwork tonight. Is it alright if I eat a little later tonight?"

I can hear Liam debating whether he should tell me to come down or just let me eat later on. "Ummm, sure just make sure you eat though."

"Ok, thanks." I hear his footsteps fading as he walks back down the stairs.

Maybe, it's not because of my past that they hate me. Maybe, it's my body. I think to myself. Maybe I need to put myself on a diet. Yah, if I put myself on a diet and become skinnier then they'll like me.

Then, I'll have friends.

I pull a 'Nature Valley Fruit and Nut' bar out of my backpack and eat it slowly.

I'll get skinnier and they'll love me.

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This bitch is starting to get kinda crazy 😳