Life is Worth the Living || UNDER EDITING

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A month has passed by, nothing has really happened. West and I were great friends now, maybe not as much as Ariel, Melody, and me, but that's because I've known them since I was little. Now, it feels like I've known West forever.

West's birthdays has passed by, he's 15 now. He's so lucky. The sooner I turn 15, the sooner I get a new phone. A great phone. I just have a crappy flip phone because Max dropped it in the bathtub. I got all the blame.

Ariel and Melody were having problems of their own. They know about West, but they never have asked about him. But, it's obvious what's going on, though. Grant likes Ariel. Ariel likes Grant but Ariel is dating Toby because she doesn't think Grant feels the same, and Toby likes Ariel. It's just a huge big screwed up love triangle. Then Melody and I are just sitting here like, "What the hell?!"

Lately, it's just been Melody and I that's been at the table, because of the whole 'fake relationship' thing. But today, I sat alone because Melody, of course on this day, is sick. So is Ariel.

I heard whispers behind my ears. Harper's whispers. Mean girl whispers.

"Oh my god. Who's that girl? Oh, it's just the girl that no one knows the name of and no one cares about."

There I was, just munching on my sandwich, smiling, because if that's the way she thinks she's going to try to get to me, she wrong.

"Can't you hear me, nameless girl? Or are you just death like your boyfriend?" She said to try it insult me.

"One, I'm not death, two, I'm not nameless, and three, I don't have a boyfriend." I said and turned around to face her.

"Oh my god, this girl doesn't have a boyfriend!" She yelled.

"You don't have one either." I sassed.

At that very moment, she slapped me, bended down more to my face and said, "Your not strong enough to fight back. Or even to fight at all. You need your little boy in the wheelchair, even though he can hardly move. But, he would be the only one to offer protection, because no one loves you. And something that everyone can agree on, is that we wish you were dead."

I was balling at this point. I ran into the bathrooms, and into a stall. When I walked out of the lunchroom, surprisingly, no one laughed, everyone was silent, and was too scared to fight back. I probably cried out all the water in me. I told the nurse I wasn't feeling well, so I went home. My mom drove me home and I hid in my room for about two hours, then I got hungry. I looked like a mess, though.

I walked down to the kitchen, and I opened the refrigerator. I opened it about half way when I noticed something. I jumped at the sight that my parents were in the same room together.

They were just standing there and they scared me to death.

"What are you doing there? Watching me?" I screamed because I didn't think I was going to see my dad until my birthday. Then my brain started processing.

He was still my father, and I still loved him, I just didn't like his work and how much time it occupied. So I ran up and gave him probably the best hug I ever gave.

"Daddy!" I yelled while putting my arms around him.

"Hi sweetie!" He said wile hugging me. My father had dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a scruffy beard. He was the sweetest man, and he loved his children dearly. Just never had time for them. My mom, on the other hand, had black hair, and I look exactly like her. Max, looked more like my father.

I let him go and asked, "What's going on?"

"Sweetie," he said and paused, "Your mother and I are getting a divorce."

I was in shock, I never thought this would happen.

"Why?" I yelled, "Are you in love with another woman?"

There was silence between the three of us, my head was as red as a tomato. But my father slowly nodded.

"You had an affair." I whispered with my eyes wide open, in shock.

I ran out the door, not bothering to put my shoes on and I had tears running down my face. I ran straight towards West's house because he live in the neighborhood next door and there was a pathway.

•••

It was raining at this point. I rang the doorbell, which of course also has lights for West to see. West came to the door.

"Can I come in?" I wrote on my hand with sharpie earlier. He nodded and open the door quickly. He got me a towel and we sat down on the couch. He turned off the the tv that had words on the bottom of the screen and got out the notebook that we alway wrote in.

"What's wrong?" He wrote.

"My parents are getting a divorce. My father had an affair, and at school, someone was saying horrible things about you and me. They even said they wish I was dead." I wrote which look like a paragraph. Then I told the whole story about everything else that's bad in my life.

West turned to me and slowly whipped the tears off my face, then slowly, he held my face and kissed me. It was late and I was tired, so I leaned on his shoulder and we both fell asleep on the couch.