"Slut"
"Bitch"
"Ugly cow"
"Go die"
"Nobody would miss you" whispered the voices of the people sitting behind me in class. I'm the sort of girl who everyone hates, and picks on.
I'm counting down the seconds till the end of this hell called school. Five four three two one RING!! The bell finally sounds the end of school and people begin running out of the class. I pick up my books and walked out with my head down.
Then I get pushed from behind.
"Watch it bitch!" Tia, aka my main bully, snarls at me. I mutter a sorry and keep walking, wanting to get home.
"HEY UGLY!! Are you going to just run home to your little parents?" Tia asks standing in front of me with her follows behind her. "Oh wait?! You don't have any you little whore; your parents didn't want you did they? No one ever will bitch" she laughs before flicking her hair in my face and strutting off. Ouch, that one hurt. My parents left me when I was 13 so basically 2 years ago. I got back from school one day and they had packed up and left, no note, nothing. I mean they were never great parents; my dad would get drunk and take all his anger out on me with punches and kicks, and my mum was just the same.
I pack up my bag and walk out of school. I guess walking with your head down the whole time such a good idea because I walked straight into Zach, aka captain of the football team and all round hater of me.
"Um sorry" I say before walking away.
"Get back here bitch" he shouts. I look down and walk faster.
"I SAID GET BACK HERE BITCH!" he shouts even louder this time. Then in a flash Sam and Josh have grabbed both of my arms and dragged me back to Zach.
"You should listen to me next time slut" he says with a smirk and I close my eyes, knowing what is coming. His fist comes in contact with my face. I open my eyes slightly to see that a group of people have formed a circle around us, wanting to see me get beat up, the same as every other week.
Sam and Josh drop me and I fall to the ground. Zach walks up and pulls me up. Then his fists come into contact with my stomach. I grab it and fall to the ground wheezing. After about 5 more minutes of Zach punching and kicking me as I lay crying on the ground, Zach walks away and everyone else follows him. I lay on the ground for a few minutes before standing up shakily and wiping the blood from my face.
I put in my earphones and play Little Things, by One Direction, my favorite band. They are the only ones who make me feel like I am worth anything.
I must say, I do have a thing for Liam. He is so adorable, like a little puppy.
"Hey, are you ok?" a voice asks from behind me. Crap, I can't let anyone see me like this, I don't want any sympathy.
"U-umm, yeah I'm fine thanks" I say, not turning around. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, the person turns me around to face them. I keep my head down.
"I'm Liam, what's your name?" the voice asks.
"O-olivia" I say. He puts his fingers under my chin and lifts my face up to look at him. Holy bananas, freaking Liam Payne is right in front of me. When he sees my bloody and bruised face, he looks shocked, concerned, angry?
"Who did this to you?" he asks quietly.
"Um... No one" I say.
"C'mon you can trust me" he says in a gentle voice that makes me trust him immediately.
"Zach, I am the school punch bag" I say. "Sorry I have to go" I say before running off in the other direction.
When I reach my house I open the door and walk up to my bathroom. I look in the mirror. Yep still an ugly cow, just like Tia and the others say. My brown hair is boring, so it matches my boring brown eyes. My thighs are too big, my hips are too curvy, my stomach is too fat. My nose it bleeding, and I have multiply bruises and cuts covering my face.
I lift up my shirt to find a massive dark bruise on my stomach.
I hate my life; I was only put on this earth to be a punch bag. I don't know why I have continued with it for so long. I may as well give everyone their wish and die. I mean the people at school are right, no one will miss me.
I do have one person who I can trust, her name is Alyson. She used to be my best friend at school. But she moved to another school so I don't see her much.
I pick up my crappy phone and dial her number.
*phone convo*
"Hey Liv"
"Alyson, I'm s-so sorry. I-I can't do this anymore. I-I wake up every morning, go to school. Get beat up and do the same the next day. I'm j-just not meant to b-be here. Thank you for b-being such a great f-friend. I-I Love Y-you. Goodbye"
"WAIT LIV-!!" she starts but I hang up. I take out the bottle of pain killers from my cupboard. I have been saving them for the right moment.
I take about 5 of them at a time. About 30 pills later, I am starting to feel really dizzy. I hear a loud knock on the door. I don't reply. Then the door comes flying open and Alyson sprints in with tears running down her face.
"LIV NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" she shouts, kneeling down next to me taking the bottle of pills away. I point to the draw next to me and she understands, opening it. I take out the letter that I have also been saving. I hold it to my chest and close my eyes.
I feel my body go numb, before sirens ring loudly outside and paramedics come running in, shouting orders. Then everyone disappears before me. Finally I'm free.
*Liam POV*
I'm sitting in my flat wondering about that Olivia girl. She was beautiful. Then a knock at the door breaks me from my thoughts. I walk to the door opening it slowly.
"Hello sir, earlier today, a teenage girl called Olivia Jones committed suicide. Now we are not sure if you knew her or not but she left you a note" he tells me passing me a note. "I'm very sorry for your loss sir" He says before walking away. I close the door slowly.
Olivia, it could've been that girl I met earlier today right? I think to myself as I open the letter.
Hi Liam,
I know you will probably never see this haha. But I might as well try.
Well. My name is Olivia. I am bullied every day. Honestly I absolutely hate my life. You and the other boys are the only people who have helped me live this long. Every time I have ever thought about suicide, I just play one of your songs, Little Things is my favorite.
Anyway I just want to say thank you. Thank you for inspiring me to live my life for a little longer that I was planning to. Thank you for making me feel special. Thank you for being you.
I will always love you,
Olivia Jones xx
I read it as a single tear falls onto my cheek.
Why? Why do people bully people to this point? I suddenly feel like this is my entire fault. If I didn't let her walk off then I could've stopped her.
Good bye Olivia and maybe we can meet again someday. I think to myself as more tears fall.
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Hey people,
This is quite a long imagine I guess...
Please if you want me to make one about you comment what you want it to be like and what you look like and stuff (name, age etc)
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~Violet xxxxx
