Demi POV
Nick's strong arms wrapped tightly around my cold frame. I was sobbing uncontrollably and my chest was in so much pain, i felt like i was having a heart attack. Though i was freezing, i had to get out of Nick's grip, i was hyperventilating.
"Demi look at me" Nick demanded.
I looked up at him but in the background i could see people staring which made everything worse. I put my shaking hands on my chest to try and stop the pain but they were immediately grabbed away by Nick.
"Just concentrate on me okay?" he said hypnotisingly. "Breathe in time with me". I did as he said, and after a few minutes my breathing started to return to its usual pace.
After we broke eye contact i realised how cold i actually was and i began shivering. Nick noticed and took off his black leather jacket and wrapped it around me.
"Why are you not wearing a jacket?" he calmly asked.
"I w-was" i said trying to hold back the tears "A g-group of girls pinned me d-down and took it off of me"
"Who?" he asked.
I can't tell him. If i did they might come back after me and i really don't want that to happen especially since Sarah isn't here. All i have right now is Nick.
I began to take is quick breathes so Nick would think that i was going to have another panic attack.
"Wait Demi its okay, you can tell me later"
The bell rang for class about a minute later. Just as i was taking off Nick's jacket to give it back to him, he wrapped it tighter around me.
"Keep it" he whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine.
He put his arm around my shoulder and walked with me up to my registration class. Even when people were staring at us, he continued to keep hold of my shoulder.
We were nearing the class when he pulled out a piece of paper from his jean pocket and placed it in my hand
"I've already got your number Nick" i giggled.
"It's not my number" he replied.
"Then what is it then?" i asked beginning to unfold the note.
"Wait." he said stopping me "Don't open it yet. Next time someone says something to hurt you and i'm not around open it then"
"Okay" i said slipping the paper into my back pocket. He gave my shoulder a tight squeeze before leaving me alone in the hall.
I quietly made my way into class trying not to get noticed, people probably already know what Holly did to me and i didn't want to answer questions. Nick's scent was still on the jacket, it comforted me. I took my seat and wrapped my arms around myself still trying to get warmer. I'm actually surprised i'm not dead, like i must be Jesus if i survived being in freezing temperatures like that without a jacket.
"Jacket off Demi" Mrs Ferguson said giving me a serious look.
Is this bitch for real? I feel like i'm sitting in the middle of the fucking artic!
"I'm freezing" i replied in a calm tone.
"Well you'll heat up soon. Your indoors now and if you're indoors, you have to take your outdoor jacket off like everyone else. There's no exceptions for you"
"Fine" i sighed. I'm not getting myself into anymore shit today.
I had to do a solo talk today in English and i decided to do it on the 9/11 since its something everyone has heard of. Honestly i didn't really care what people in the class thought, i was only there for the grades.
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The day went slower than ever. I was just scared to run into Holly and her friends but thankfully i didn't. I was going to see her in my next class though which sucked.
I had English and i was doing my talk. After a few people had went, i was called up to the front. I searched for my power point on the computer and loaded it up onto the screen in front of the class. My first slide just had a few pictures of the twin towers when they got hit.
"I'm going to my talk on 9/11 and i chose it because i think its a really interesting topic that everyone will know about"
I switched to the next slide quickly and turned back around to face everyone. "The 9/11 attacks were the work of extremist Muslims from the Middle East. They were acting under orders of.."
I heard people laughing. What did i do? Have i got something stuck in my teeth?
I lowered my notes to see everyone staring at the power point. Slowly i turned my head around and read what was on the screen.
'Hey everyone! I'm a attention whore who likes to do drugs in my spare time. I also have a HUGE crush on Nick Jonas but he'll never date me cause i'm an ugly slut '
My notes fell from my hands and scattered onto the floor. I grabbed Nick's jacket from the the chair beside me and ran out the class with a flood of tears gushing down my pale cheeks.
I could hear the teachers voice calling from behind me but i didn't stop running. Before i knew it i was halfway home. I was so embarrassed.
After i made home i ran in and slammed down onto the sofa sobbing. I hated myself right now, all that was on that slide was true.
The bathroom light flickered on as i walked in. I grabbed my hidden blade and started sobbing uncontrolably again.
Why did everyone hate me? What did i do wrong?
I slide my back down the wall until i reached the floor. I felt a lump in my back pocket as i sat down getting ready to hurt myself.
I snatched it out of my pocket and raised it into my view. It was the note from Nick that he said to open the next time someone hurt me.
With tears running down my cheeks, i began to unfold the piece of paper that read only two words.
"Stay Strong"
