Everyone clears out of the lunch room, headed to their next classes. For the rest of the day everything flew by fast. My mind is like my journal, all my feelings and events all shoved up into one place. I get to my locker and put my books into and grab my backpack. Today wasn't such a bad day after all, maybe i wont have to leave. Plus, Harry will be by my side, he promised.
I sigh. Just thinking about harry makes me feel better.
I get pushed. People are running to the front doors of the school. What the hell is going on?
Once everyone gets outside i walk out the doors to see a bunch of kids surrounding Harry and Zayn.
"Give me her journal Zayn. Stop screwing around!"
"Ha! Why? Its full of information! Like for instance, she wrote in here, 'there is no where to turn, everyone hates my guts. I don't even know what to do anymore? I feel like i should just craw into a corner and die. People would be better off without me in life." Yes, we'd all be grateful!" Zayn says. Everyone cheers.
Zayn and everyone around him want me to die. I look down and whisper.
"I knew it."
Harry glares at Zayn in disgust. "Do you not know how much you are hurting her? Physically AND mentally?" Harry looks around at everyone. Then he sees me watching from a distance. He looks at me desperately.
Then, Harry being caught off guard, gets shoved by Zayn. Harry gets ready to punch Zayn, i cant watch this.
I cant stand it. Harry getting beat up when this is all my fault. I run by the group of people and shove my way through everyone.
"Stop!" I yell. Everyone goes silent. I look around. God, I'm nervous as hell. But why does it matter. Everyone hates me anyways. "To make this easy for everyone, i will leave," i say nodding my head, holding in tears. "I'm making everyones life Hell, including mine. I don't even know how." I say chuckling. then i look at Zayn. "Well, i guess you guys don't have to suffer anymore. Because I'm not going to be here anymore."
Harry looks at me in full out sympathy, but he then looks at Zayn and his face goes cold. Man, Harry can go from being a sweet puppy to pissed off in seconds.
"You know what? No. This is not your fault-" Harry gets cut off by yelling.
"What is going on out here?" Yells the principal.
"Mrs. Smith-"
"No, Katlyn. I am going to tell her whats going on." Harry says.
"You want to know whats going on Mrs. Smith? Zayn here, has been hurting Katlyn for the past three years. Three. and you never realized. Katlyn, this girl, has cuts and bruises from head to toe. Everyone here bullies her and makes her suffer. And don't even bother asking why she didn't tell you, because she was going to get beat up if she did. and i don't even give a shit if i do get suspended, or expelled, because i know i am doing the right thing, and you would just punish me for it. So go ahead, say what you wanna say. But i am telling the truth right now and i can prove it to you."
Harry grabs my arm. And pulls up my sleeves. I then pull up my pant legs, and appears all the bruises and cut marks, just like Harry said.
The principal is frozen of shock. She comes up to me and is about to speak up when i look around at everyone.
Everyone is staring at me. I look at Zayn, still has pure evil in his eyes. The problem can never be resolved, Zayn is smart, he can still do things outside of school if he gets expelled. He can even do things when the principal is not looking. Some things just never get better.
"I give up. I'm done. I am not coming back here." And with that, I'm shoving through the crowd and running away.
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FanfictionPeople always say they promise. Promise this, i promise that- but they never mean it, and they find ways to screw up the entire meaning behind it. Then you came along and said it, and my entire world fell apart because i knew one day you were going...