Why Do You Bully Me? E.d~ G.d (Editing!!!)

Chapter 20 •Sweater weather•

*Katherine's p.o.v*

"No emily, that's not what I'm saying it's just that I have a cold, cough. see? I'm not lying to you."

"Oh please! Even a dog could tell that was fake." She says over the phone.

"But dogs don't talk." I mutter slowly.

"What about on Disney Channel, that show with a talking dog."

"That's a tv show, Em, they had someone voicing the dog."

"Oh whatever, have fun with your 'little flu' see you tomorrow, feel better..... liar."

"I will, now bye." I say while ending the call.

If your wondering what we were talking about, I'll start from yesterday, when I was almost late to my own house.

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*Yesterday 4:58*

"Oh my gosh, he's gonna be so pissed that I'm late." I panic while driving. While driving home, I managed to take a wrong turn down a different road. Yes I know, stupid right? But I was so worried about getting to my house before Ethan that I didn't read the sign, so I immediately turned around after not recognizing the road. I am finally just getting on my street.

Just like before, he's about to knock, but he sees me pull into my driveway.

"Well I'm glad y-"

"Oh save it jack ass." I spat out before even realizing what came out of my mouth.

"Excuse me?" He says a bit surprised.

"Just get inside. I'm gonna go put on a sweatshirt." I mutter. I honestly don't know why I'm suddenly acting like this, I could easily get hit by him.

"Watch it." He warns me.

"Ok dad." I mumble, but he heard me. Of course..

"What?" He asks.

"Nothing!" I quickly say before heading upstairs to change.

I change into a very nice light purple sweatshirt. It goes from dark purple at the bottom to light in the middle to white on top, but it looks like the purple is draining from the top.

As I'm about to walk back downstairs I stop at the bathroom, I crouch down and open the little cabinet and look for my secret stash, my old bestfriend.

"Haven't seen you in a while." I smile slightly.

I grab the razor and give myself four deep cuts on my wrist. That was not a good idea. "Fuck!" I hiss to myself.

This time there was a lot more blood dripping from my wrist, it just wouldn't stop. Ok now I'm scared.

If anyone were to walk in, let me tell you it would look like a murder scene with so much blood everywhere. Ok I might be over exaggerating, but there is still a lot of blood everywhere.

I must've been so lost in thought because Ethan was coming up the stairs towards the bathroom and I couldn't reach the door from where I sat.

"Katherine can we just work in your-Holy shit! Wha- why?" He asks coming to clean up my mess. I don't know why but I couldn't help but burst into tears. Now he is gonna tell everyone and they will make fun of me. "Ethan." I whisper panicked.

"Yeah?" He mumbles, glancing at me for a few seconds.

"I-it won't stop bleeding, I-I cut too deep, I'm sorry." I stuttered crying some more.

"Hey its ok, you're going to be ok, it'll stop, I promise." He says trying to soothe me. I look up at him as he wraps me in his arms, making sure to press the cloth onto my arm. "Why are you being nice to me? You hate me."