Disappear

Chapter Two ~ Home

Abigail POV
I am walking home with Jen. People look at us like we are crazy or call us names. We live in a house alone together. Some of the people called us a b****. 1. We aren't female dogs. 2. If we were a b**** than a we are a dog and a dog barks and bark is on a tree and tree is part of nature and nature is BOOTIFUL. So they just called us pretty. 3. They are a bitch for just saying it. I said, "thank you". They looked confused and I kept walking keeping Jen with me.

We had our face covered. It is a good thing no one knows what we look like so they won't know who we are. Me and Jen have been through this rough time for a long time. It has only gotten harder as select them but I share my stories with her. We grew up going to the same school and have been friends since kindergarten. Also, our parents...lets just say they went to someplace that is different.

We did not live very close to the school. It is a long walk so it felt like forever. Maybe it is because of all the bad things they are saying to us right now. It hasn't changed a bit since we started our second year of high school. We never made a single friend and right now we are 18. Thank god high school is almost over. We had about a month or more until we go to college, away from all these people.

I look around. All the faces looking at us...it seems normal but it doesn't at the same time. I miss my mother and father. I miss Jen's mother and father too. If they knew about this, they would fix it. The only people that could help us. It hurt so much they aren't here and it just feels the same way it always does. I do not understand why I have no feelings for it so much anymore. Is it because I got so used to them not being here or is it because I think sometimes they would not do anything and this or anything that would help us.

I don't care if anyone calls we a nerd. I actually am one and it probably means they are telling me I am smarter than them. I told Jen to be confident about what people say to you. If they call you something bad, that means they are no better. I was always there for her and she has always been there for me too. I am happy enough to have her because everyone else is horrible to us and we can't be friends with someone who treats us horribly.

I remember all the times the hurt me. I never tried to tell them to stop because I was too shy. No one has tried to save me but Jen but at the moment she was also being beaten to the ground so it is better to stay quiet. I wish someone. Just one person knew about everything. Someone who has also been hurt besides Jen that would understand us. A person who could listen to all our stories all day long. Someone who never turned their back on us. But, no one.

We have arrived at our house. Where not many people were on the outside. We are finally safe from the world. From all the things that have hurt us. We could turn back but we rather not. We stayed alone in that apartment. We rented it with all the money our parents left behind. I wonder if anyone knows what we are doing, who we are, and what we feel, especially me. I get picked on more at school than Jen. It what happens when you are a nerd I guess. Well, we do not know how to stop it. I remember the old days when we were happy. The old days...when we had no worries. There were no worries in the first place and know there are so many.

I wonder if they know how we feel on the inside. We cry ourselves to sleep sometimes. Why do they have to pick on us anyways? We did nothing wrong. What could we have possibly done to make anyone mad? I had and still have many, many questions of how we got here in the first place. All we know is that everyone who did notknow us are on the other side when they don't know if we are good people. I mean, do the other side (which I hate the name so I will not say it as a favor to me) have any good reason for hurting me and Jen for so long and so much?That is all I wanted to know.

~ Water_Mel writing this! Collab!