Forget Me Not (HIATUS )

Chapter 12

It's Monday today and I am finally going back to school. I am actually really nervous. I haven't been at school lately so I already know that there will be tons of rumors that had spread about me and I also know that I will be piled with a shit load of homework.

The only thing I am really looking forward today is after school. 

I had finally found another way that I can get the help I need and I think it's perfect.

I'm going to a support group after school. It's right down the road from school so, I can just walk there but, most importantly, it's going to be with a bunch of other kids around my age who has problems just like me. 

Most people wouldn't find being stuck in a room with a bunch of troubled teens something very exciting but I do. I find it exciting because now I won't be the only freak in the room and I read about the guy who's supposedly the instructor/leader there and turns out he's a freak too. So, I am very excited to be with people more like me.

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I took a deep breath as I walked through the doors of hell, whoops I meant school. 

I tried to stay hidden by walking behind a group of kids who were also walking through the doors the same time I was but, to my luck, failed.

Why can't God ever reward me and give me some luck in my life? Maybe God would actually help me if I believed in him...

Well anyway, I walked right through the door trying to hide behind the group in front of me when the group finally noticed me and gave me the meanest looks. It was the look that basically said 'what the fuck are you doing?!' then I was left there. I was left in the middle of the hallway in a crouching position. 

That's when it all started. It started off simple. With stuff I could handle. 

Small groups of people in the hall turned to me and gave a little chuckle. You see, to most people that would be embarrassing but for me however, that is what I consider simple. 

I can handle stuff like that because I know that at the end of the day, they will all just forget about it. But then things started getting worst. 

People started realizing who I was. That's when the whispering started. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I knew it was bad. Wow, at least they were getting better at this and not letting me hear it.

I guess by not hearing what they were saying made it easier for me. It still hurt deep down but it didn't hurt as much as it usually does. So I was able to complete my walk to my locker in peace. Although, I did get a couple glances my way. 

After grabbing everything I needed for class from my locker, I headed to my first period, English. I absolutely hated English the most because I shared this class with Sophia and Daniel. 

I got to class about 10 minutes early so I first asked the teacher for the work I missed which, by the way was a shit ton and then I sat at my desk in the very back of the room and started on it. I basically had this routine down considering the amount of times that I miss school. 

Apparently, when I missed school we were assigned a story to read. It was called "Fahrenheit 451". So, I started to read the book. It actually wasn't too bad, as I started reading it, it was pretty boring but then it started getting interesting as I kept on reading. It got pretty interesting to the point where I was completely ignoring the rest of the world. That was until I heard voices.

Lot's of them.

Specifically a high pitched squeal that belonged to none other than my brothers supposed "love of his life". I tried to ignore her and keep reading but, I couldn't help but get annoyed at the everlasting giggles and squeals. 

Ugh, happiness kills me. 

When I decided that I couldn't concentrate any longer, I put the book in my bag and prayed that class would start soon so Sophia could shut the hell up already! I decided to put my head down on my desk and try to rest for the next two minutes before class started but that was before Sophia noticed my presence. 

I knew Sophia noticed me the moment her laughter went silent and the sound of high heels clacking against the tiles of the ground got louder with each step. 

Once they stopped I knew she was right in front of me. I took a slow, deep breath as I looked up, knowing that she was going to start some shit that I was gonna get in trouble for. 

"Fancy seeing you here." Sophia says with a smile that I just wanted to rip off of her face with my bare hands. 

"Well it is school and I have been enrolled here since freshman year." I say with a fake smile as well, my voice laced with sarcasm. 

"I'm surprised you came back. You should just die nobody wants you here." Sophia says. As if I care what she thinks. 

"Oh no worries, I've tried." 

"Maybe if you weren't so hopeless, you would be able to complete the simple task of killing yourself." She narrows her eyes on me.

"Fingers crossed for next time!" I smile at her as I cross my fingers for effect in front of her face. 

"That's enough girls, Sophia back to your seat." Mrs. Johnson, the English teacher scolds. 

Sophia glares at me as she walks to her seat. While I just flick my middle finger up at her as she looks. She rolls her eyes and takes her seat next to my brother in the front of the classroom. 

That's basically how the rest of the day went. Sophia kept telling me how much I should die and I would retaliate with my attempt of "killing her with kindness".

Nothing could kill my mood for after school where I would meet more people like me at that support group. Not even Sophia. 

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yay! finally another chapter. :) this story is probably still going to be in a hiatus after this chapter goes up, though. I've just been so busy with school lately and I just haven't been feeling wattpad. But, I'll be sure to get back into the habit again. i literally had to read my whole story to remember what was happening lol. please vote, I've stayed up late working hard on this. Love you all, mwah.