May 13th, 2008. The worst day of my life.
It wasn't something I liked talking about, But I can't help but think about it. I mean, I was in love with this boy. But he bullied me. He made my life hell and I can't stand to think he was coming back for our 1 year graduation reunion. To be honest, I was terrified of Josh Hutcherson. Yeah, I said it. Josh hutcherson was my high school bully.
Yeah, sure he was famous. Sure he's 'cute', But I was terrified of him. The morbid memories are always flashing back. Wether I'm walking past the coffee shop, Driving past my old high school, Or even shopping.
Well, Let me explain better.
I moved from Dublin, Ireland during my 8th grade year to Seattle, Washington. I knew nobody. And Josh introduced me. He showed me around the places in the big city. Pretty much became my best friend. At least, I thought. It got worse over time, He would call me names, Shove me around, Make his friends join in on making fun of me, and would steal things from me. Stole friends, Money, My belongings and homework, everything.
I luckily was on good terms with his mom and sister. They didn't know about the bullying, But they knew I was new and when Josh would show me around, he took me to his house once or twice to have his sister take me places because she was able to drive.
*Flashback*
"You deserve to die. Why do you even try to live anymore? You're just a waste of space." He would chant.
"What've I done to you? I-I'm sorry.."
"Don't lie. You know what you've done. Stop being so selfish and just go kill yourself already."
*End of flashback*
Tiara. My best friend.. She's picked me up and helped me so many times. I don't know where I'd be without her. I love her so much.
*Flashback*
"English. You can't continue to love him. All he ever does is hurts you. He breaks your heart and you know it. I'm so fucking tired of his friends and his shit! English.. Are you listeni-" I cut her off. Her dirty blonde hair turned away from me quickly as she began to put in the combination of her locker in.
"Yes I'm listening. I don't care Tiara. I deserve it." I whispered. She shook her head and tugged me along behind her to her car and drove us home.
*End of flashback*
"Hey English!" I heard Tiara call from her car in my driveway. I stood up from the porch swing and walked towards her, wrapping her in a big hug.
"Oh my god, I've missed you so much." I sobbed. She chuckled and rubbed my back. She knew how to soothe me out of crying. Her and I haven't seen eachother in a month in a half due to her absence for a business trip to New York. She walked to the porch and sat down with her legs tucked under her on the porch swing, Making herself comfortable as usual.
"I need to tell you something." She sighed. My eyes widened a little, worried on what was going on. Maybe she ran into an ex boyfriend? Maybe she witnessed murder? Nah. Don't think the impossible, English.
"Y-Yeah?" I said, Placing my hands between my crossed legs. She dropped her head and her eyes began to swell with tears. Now I began to panic.
"I seen him." She said as she looked up slowly, Her mascara smudged and darkened tears dropped on her blue buttoned blouse. I knew exactly who she was talking about. My heart dropped and I leaned forward and wrapped her in a tight hug.
"Why are you crying? I'm the one that should be panicking." I chuckled. She looked up and pushed her hands against my shoulders away from her and wiped away the tears, Making the mascara spread worse.
"Because.. H-he's coming. He's coming back this weekend." She said. I felt sick to my stomach. I wanted to puke everywhere. I wanted to cry and run. Run so far away, Not even the CSI could find me.
"It's okay. Please dont cr-" I began to say, But she cut me off with a shattering scream.
"No, English! Its NOT okay! He said he's coming to see you! I can't let him hurt you! We need to get you far away." She panicked. I shook my head.
"I know who I'll see. I'll figure this out."
