Cyberbullied

Chapter 10

Niall's P.O.V


"You don't understand . . ." I took in a deep breath before letting it out again with another sob, "you all don't understand." I was rocking back and forth, still in my bathroom. I had my hands fisting my hair, wanting all of this misery to end. Somehow, through all of my sobbing and wet tears, I managed to hear the doorbell downstairs go off. I stood up, my wobbly legs carried my body out of the bathroom and down the stairs. I opened the front door, my eyes widening in shock.


"I . . . I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, but I really had a question I wanted to ask you," She whispered, taking in my emotional state. "A-Are you ok, Niall? I can leave if you want me to."


"No!" I quickly answered, which sounded a bit rushed. "I mean, no, it's fine." I had avoided her first question for a reason.


"Well, ok," She slightly smiled. I opened the door wider and allowed her to come in. She entered the house and looked around. I closed the front door which caused her to turn around and face me.


"So, what was the question you wanted to ask me?" I quietly spoke up.


"Oh right, the question." She nervously laughed and fiddled with her hands. "My Uncle owns aquariums and restaurants all around, and there is an opening for a new aquarium tomorrow night and my Uncle wants me to take one of my friends with me because he thinks I have friends when truthfully you're the only person I talk to and I know we practically met only three times, I just felt the need to give it a shot and ask, and oh God. I am so sorry! I'm rambling!" She laughed as I gave her a small warm smile. "The question is . . . Would you maybe want to go . . . With me?"


"Yeah, sure," I quietly replied.


"Really?" She smiled wide as I nodded. "Thank you so much, Niall!" She gushed as I surprisingly chuckled for the first time in weeks. It grew silent and awkward as we stood in front of each other. She looked down at the ground, but I could tell something caught her eye. I looked down, until I realized what she was looking at.


I nonchalantly pulled my arms behind my back and covered my sad expression with a fake smile.


"I accidentally scratched myself the other day when I was fooling around with my mates," I told-lied to-her, slightly laughing with pure fake might I add.


"Oh," She laughed along, not looking very convinced, but I ignored it. "Well, I guess I'll get off your back. And I'll come around 7 tomorrow, if that's fine," She smiled, cautiously pulling her sleeves down before walking towards the front door. She slowly opened the door and I watched her disappear behind the closed door.


"Wait," I whispered, lifting my hand to reach for the doorknob. But, I held back. "P-Please don't leave me here . . . Alone." My chin was trembling, the ugly tears appearing again. She was already on her way home. I can't just ask the girl to stay here. I might frighten her or make her feel uncomfortable.


I walked back upstairs and into my bedroom. I fell onto my bed, crawling under the covers.


"I did it again," I whispered into my pillow. The house filling with silence. I broke an ugly promise I knew I couldn't keep. I'm sorry, mum. I'm so sorry.


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I'm soo sorry this is short! The next chapter will be ok. :)
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The only reason why I barely have friends is because I let my mind get the best of me. I sit with these girls at lunch and 3 of them always talk to each other. So, I just sometimes sit there like a lonely wolf, listening to them talk. Lol. But, when I decide to speak up, I feel like whatever I had said, made me look stupid and that they really don't want to talk to me. I sometimes feel like I'm an annoying person whenever I talk to someone; as if whatever I say, they honestly don't care about.

I've only been Cyberbullied on here and on Facebook. I used to obsess over Facebook. I would update my status, honestly not caring what anyone thought about me. Until this annoying girl who thinks she is so funny and tough commented on one of my status'. It was kind of embarrassing when she put, "Nobody cares." And then I was told that she was 'dared' to do it. I've been called a b**** before. I've been called ugly. I've been told by a friend that they honestly didn't care what I had to say. I've been told many things that made me realize, "Who would want to befriend an annoying girl like me?!" We've all got insecurities. Sadly, this is one of mine.