The Broken Girl

Chapter 16

I. Am. Done. Absolutely done. I'm tired of being treated like a baby. I don't need to be coddled.
Granted, I can't blame them for caring since I am the one who acts like a
four year old who slipped and scrapped their knee. I don't want to give a flying fuck about what other people think, but I do and it sucks! I only have 5 words to say to this crap.
I
Am
Done
Getting
Hurt.
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3 Hours earlier:
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"Abby, wake up! We're late for school!" Dylan screamed. I shot out of bed immediately. I can't believe I slept through my alarm. It's been three days since the whole hospital incident and after being consistently monitored by the guys, I just need a break, but sadly they won't let me out of their sight.
I run around my room frantically looking for some last minute outfit I can throw together. I find an old, red hoodie and some black jeans and put them on while running to my bathroom. I applied some light make up and brushed my teeth, slipping on some sandals in the process. I grabbed my bag and sprinted down the stairs.
      Drew and Dylan had already left with Ryan, leaving me to sprint to my car alone. I got in, started it, and took off for the school.
          Once I reached the school I jumped out and ran for the doors. If I ran fast enough, I could have made it to first period 20 minutes before the bell rang. Unfortunately, Natalie's foot had other plans.
      In my haste to get to class, I had somehow managed to block out Natalie so when she stuck her leg out to trip me, I was a blind target. I collided with the ground in a jumbled mess of notebooks and pencils. I chose to ignore her and quickly tried to shove everything back into a bag when a leg slammed into my side. 
     " Wow, what a wonderful attempt to ignore me you just made. What a shame it was a failure like you." she sneered. I put my head down and didn't respond, toying with the spiraled wire on my notebook. " Look at me when I'm speaking to you, bitch".  I looked up slowly. Her cold blue eyes drilling into mine made me want to run and hide, but I knew I wouldn't make it very far.
     "I see you've decided to embrace your homeless side. What a good choice considering everyone knows that's what you are. You don't want to pretend to be something you're not, do you? Didn't think so". "I-I have a house, I-I'm not h-homeless." I stuttered out". " Ok, first of all don't you dare even try speaking to me, you foul creature. Secondly, when I call you homeless, I don't mean whether or not you have a house, dipshit, I mean that you don't have a home. You're unwanted. A home is where people want you and we'll, you said it yourself, you have a house, not a home. You're unloved,  unnecessary, and the worlds biggest waste of space. Literally and metaphorically." she said, cruelty lacing her words.
    
And boom, just like that, I snapped.

  I threw the notebook at her and lunged. I could faintly hear the bell ringing in the background as I tackled her to the ground. I threw punch after punch, pressing my knees to her arms, leaving her defenseless.
     Suddenly, I was ripped off of her. I pulled and thrashed against whoever grabbed me off of that bitch, but they didn't budge. I looked up and saw that my attack had drawn a crowd, but more importantly, I saw the looks of utter shock on Carter and Mason's faces. I froze. "Abigail, what-what happened?" Carter questioned. I remained silent. " Carter, go get Ashton." Mason said with hesitation, keeping a firm grip on me even though I had stopped struggling. "No. Don't. I'm fine." I said in a robotic tone. " Really, you're fine?! Try again, you just beat the shit out of the biggest bitch in school and you're gonna tell us that you're fine?!" Mason yelled. " Well, what am I supposed to say? That I'm broken? That I'm a mess?!  News flash, I found that out a long time ago so just leave me alone because guess what, I'm. Done." I spat at him. They both flinched at my words as I stormed past them and straight to Natalie.
      She was barely conscious, but she was awake enough to remember what I said. "You're right Natalie, I'm not gonna pretend to be someone I'm not, but just a heads up if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm not who I seem." I whispered, loudly enough for her to hear in her daze. After that, I got up and walked straight out of the front doors and to my car.
     It's time for a makeover.