Adopted by MyChemicalRomance

12- Moving out

Gerard:
Why the sudden change of heart Han? What's going on? Aren't you meant to be school?x

Hannah:
I am, I just have made my decision. It's time to leave.

Gerard:
Why?

Hannah:
Because I have made my decision!

He didn't reply.

Hannah:
Sorry if I came across rude :/

Gerard:
No problem Han, thanks for apologising :) appreciate it.

Hannah:
So when are we moving?

Oh god. I hope I didn't sound to snappy.

I was still crying. Not as much or as hard but still crying. I don't know how the fight ended but what I do know is I have the most amazing best friend ever. Millie stood up for me when no one else would.

I heard the clicking of heals coming closer the the toilets. The door was pushed open hardly so much so that it hit the wall emitting an echoing bang. It was Millie. I don't know how I could tell if just was.

"Han? Hannah? Are you in here?" She said softly. I sniffed quietly so she wouldn't know which cubicle I was in. I should really thank her but right now I just want to be left alone.

I huddled my legs back up closer to me. I buried my head in my knees. I could hear her feet getting closer. The clip clop of her heals as she walked along the concrete floor.

"Hannah I know your in here" she said, again, softly. I could hear her pushing the toilet doors open one at a time to find out where I was. Please don't find me. Please don't find me. Who was I kidding of course she was going to find me. God I was stupid sometimes. She reached the cubicle door next to mine and stopped. I breathed in and held my breath. What the hell was I doing? This isn't a murder movie.

I heard her open the door slowly and was surprised when she saw I wasn't in there.  I watched her feet make their way over to the cubicle I was huddled up in. She pushed on the door despite knowing that it would be locked.

"Hannah please open up"

"No Millie please I just want to be alone" I sobbed.

"Hannah. Don't ever listen to her. She thinks she is so perfect, so innocent. No one can see what she is really like. Now I hope they all can. They saw her slap you! She won't have any friends by the end of today trust me" she laughed pretentiously.

"Millie you don't get it! She's popular! All of the kids will be praising her for this! You don't understand!" Why is it that  people don't understand that being unpopular never changes. Miss Olivia always says that she doesn't believe I'm unpopular. If today doesn't prove my point I don't know what does.

"Believe it or not Hannah but I was the unpopular when I was in high school. I got badly bullied like you for four years. I was only accepted into society when I paid my friend to give me a nose job, yep that's what the scars are from! And then I started hanging out with the new girl. She was preppy and clearly had a lot of money and she was the upcoming queen bee. I was assigned to show her around the school. We bonded and we became best friend. She made me over. Completely. I started wearing skirts, lipgloss, makeup, handbags, tight fitting clothes. I hated it but went along with it because people were staring to pay attention to me. She made me the popular kid. I loved it"
Wow this was deep.

"What happened?" I questioned. I had listened intently to her story. I felt bad for her. She knows and understands what I have been through. 

"She ditched me. One day she turned around and decided that she had made me as much like her as she could. She moved onto some other girl and the same happened the them. She was a user. After I got ditched it opened my eyes and I saw things for what they really where. I turned emo and I guess I never really grew out of it" she exhaled deeply and slumped on the floor, resting her head on the door.

"I'm sorry" I whispered barely detectable for anyone to head.

"Don't be" she said standing up and shuffling around. I heard the door unlock in front of me and saw Millie standing in the door frame. She lifted her arms up for a hug. I untied myself from my huddled ball and stood up weakly. She cradled me in a hug for what felt like forever. When she finally released me I could feel the makeup smudged all over me face. She moved out of the way to let me out of the small cubicle. I looked in the mirror. Jeez! God I look such a mess right now. My mascara had run down the face and my eyeliner..I looked like a panda. I had stopped crying but was till hurt. I bought my arm up to look at it and was surprised to see how much redness there was already. The bloody fingernail had dried and a scab was forming on each mark. God I hate that b****.

***

Millie took me home after helping me wash of what was left of my makeup off. She took me to my room and grabbed a cardboard box.

"Common then. We going to start packing or what?" She said smiling trying to lift my spirits. I made my best attempt at smiling back but was hurled a box that landed on my toes, due to my lack of catching ability. I wasn't one for sport.

I walked over to my window sill collecting all the snow globes that I had received from my mother, back when she cared about my birthday. I only had three but they were the three most precious things I owned. The first three years I was in the home she tried to make an effort and would leave a snow globe on the doorstep of the home every birthday. I never got a card just a tag;

From mum

I hadn't seen my mum in almost eleven years. She knew where I was so its not like anything was stopping her from coming to see me. But I guess it's probably not like that crack head could even walk herself over here.

I was snapped out of my thought when Millie started singing NaNaNaNaNaNaNaNaNaNaNaNaNaNa by MCR. God you gotta love that song! I didn't join in and let her sing along in her own little world. She was in my wardrobe taking all my clothes of the hanger and chucking them into a box.

"Millie?" I asked. Her head snapped around to meet mine.

"Fold?" I said as she nodded her head, pulling out all of the clothes onto the bed and started to fold them.

I walked over to my wall and started to take all my posters down. Would it be creepy to keep my MCR poster?

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