(Previously known as: The Life of the Bullied)
~How can you say you love someone, when you can't even love yourself?~
"I love you, Sarah Emilia Hall."
"I-I think you should leave." I could literally see the life drain out of his eyes when I sa...
A/N👑: I know it's short and sucky, I'm sorry the next update will be longer and better, I promise.
The song is I Miss You, by Adele. (Though this is an amazing cover by Leroy Sanchez)
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👠Brittany's POV👠
I looked at my phone as soon as it dinged. Instantly I froze as I saw who I'd received the message from.
Diana.
I was confused at first, clicking on my messaging app where her name showed she'd sent two texts. Opening her conversation I stared shocked at the picture. It was of Sarah and James in some restaurant dancing. They looked so happy and I couldn't help but feel glad that James was treating her right, he was good for her. Unlike me.
Underneath the picture of them she'd sent me some instructions.
Make sure she pays for this. I want this to be a Christmas she'll remember forever. Come to my house and I'll tell you everything I want you to do and say to her. Oh and if you refuse, well say goodbye to your popularity and I WILL POST IT. Don't mess up Brittany, I'm tired of your games.
Sucking in my breath I made sure to scramble as fast as I could out of bed, throwing on my clothes and making sure my makeup was to her liking as I threw on the hills that killed my feet and purposefully left my very inviting winter coat behind. She was very particular about how you dressed and represented her, and the sacrifice of heat was a big one she'd make sure you gave up.
It wasn't like I even wanted to do this. I'd much rather go back to the days of bliss I had with Sarah. The days we'd laugh ourselves silly over nothing and eat whatever we wanted and just be who we were with no worry. But things change and I'd ruined everything the day I finally decided to be who I really was, I didn't want Sarah to find out. To flip and distance herself for me and the only way I could do that since she'd caught me and filmed it was to protect her by removing myself completely from her life. She'd never want me in it again after all the things I'd done to her, the names I'd called her, the things I'd put into her head. I wouldn't blame her if she hated me forever.
I deserved it all, and still every single night I cried myself to sleep because of it. I should've stopped it while I had the chance, but I was blinded by Diana, and she'd stop at nothing to get rid of Sarah. Even if it meant blackmailing the closest person to her and using them to bring her down, on a way more personal level.
God, I hated that b!tch.
Walking out of my room, I quietly tiptoed down the stairs, passing by my parents and out the front door. If anything they were the ones I was the second most scared of finding out my secret. They were puritanical Christians, and if they were to find out I would most likely be sent to camp where they would hopefully exorcise devil out of me as they say. But there was nothing to be exorcised and I couldn't help the way I was, even if I was committing a sin that I'd burn eternally for.
