Chapter 13

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*Hunter's POV*

I've been paranoid all day. I'm so glad that Dakoda's walking me to all my classes, but I haven't seen Ethan anywhere. My locker door slamming brought me outta my thoughts and looked up to see a very happy Dakoda. I smile and he puts his arm around me and we start walking to his truck. I don't think I will ever get used to this feeling. He opens the door for me and he went to his side and got in. We've been getting weird looks and glares since I started going to and from school with him, but I don't care. A couple of girls were standing by his truck and were giving him cute smiles a waves. Ugh, do they not have lives?? He was about to drive off when the little blonde one started talking to him. I heard the first part of what she said, "why are you around the weird new girl? I mean, you could have someone with a life and who is actually pretty, like me!" She giggled, "besides, I think she's like, goth, or something. Which is really creepy." She made a disgusted look on her face. I felt really small, and didn't want to hear the rest. I put in my headphones and went through my depressing playlist and her last words by Courtney Parker came on. I close my eyes and listen to the words.
"Just an average girl
She always wore a smile
She was cheerful and happy for a short while
Now she's older, things are getting colder
Life's not what she thought, she wished someone had told her..."
I started to cry silent tears as it played on,
"She told you she was down, you let it slip by
So from then on she kept it on the inside
She told herself she was alright
But she was telling white lies
Can't you tell? Look at her dull eyes.

Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night
But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright
Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves
'Cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through you see
She knew she was depressed, didn't want to admit it
Didn't think she fit it, everyone seemed to miss it
She carried on like a soldier with a battle wound
Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed
She had no friends at school, all alone she sat
And if someone were to notice she would blame the cat
But those cuts on her wrist, they were no mistake
But no one cared enough to save her from this self hate" by now I separated myself from the outside world and was consumed in every word that she spoke, it was like my whole life, in this one song.
"Things were going down, never really up
And here she is now stuck in this stupid rut
She knew exactly what she had to do next
Just stand on that chair and tie the rope around her neck
She wrote a letter with her hand shaking wild
"Look at me now, are you proud of your precious child?"
But she knew that her parents weren't the ones to blame
It was the world that should bow down its head in shame
She stood up on the chair and looked out at the moon
Just don't think, it'll all be over soon

The chair fell down as she took her final breath
It's all over, all gone, now she's greeting death" she makes it sound so easy. Why can't it be that simple??
"Her Mum walks in, she falls down to the floor
And now nothing can take back what she just saw
The little girl that she raised is just hanging there
Her body's pale and her face is violently bare
She sees the note and unfolds it with care
All she does is stare, "How can this be fair?"
She starts reading as the tears roll down her face
"I'm sorry Mom but this world is just not my place
I've tried for so long to fix this and fit in
I've come to realize this world's full of sin
There's nothing for me here, I'm just a waste of space
I've got no reason to stay here with this awful race
It's a disgrace, I was misplaced
Born in the wrong time, and in the wrong place
It's OK though, 'cause you'll see me soon
You'll know when your time has come, just look at the moon
As it shines bright, throughout the night
And remember everyone's facing their own fight
But I can't deal with the pain, I'm not a fighter
You'll make it through the night, just hug your pillow tighter
So let the world know, that I died in vain
Because the world around me, is the one to blame
And I know in a year, you'll forget I'm gone
'Cause I'm not really something to be dwelled on
That's what they used to tell me, all those kids at school
So I'm going by the law majority rules
My presence on this earth is not needed any longer
And if anything, I hope this makes you stronger
You're the best friend, that I ever had
Such a shame I had to make you so very sad
But just remember that you meant everything to me
And to my heart, you're the only one that held the key
Now it's time to go, I'm running out of space to write
And yes I lost my fight, but please just hold on tight
I'm watching over you, from the clouds above
And sending down the purest and whitest dove
To watch over you, and be my helpful eye
So this is it, world, goodbye." I'm bawling my eyes out now and I didn't realize until I felt an arm wrap around me, thay were home. It sucks, so much. My moms not here, and my dad would care less if I died. She had a mom who cared!! I start crying more. "Shhh, shhhh'" he says softly and rubbed his hands all over my back. It calmed me down enough to realize that he let that girl talk shit about me. Made me feel more worthless than I already do. I pushed him away. He looked confused. "Whats wrong?" He asked. Is he serious?! "Really?! You heard what those dense blonde bitches were saying about me and you let them! Why would you let them hurt me!??" I started crying again and he tried to comfort me but I stepped back. He looked hurt but I dont car right now. "No, Hunter. That's not happened! Let me explain!" He begged but i couldnt do it. I ran inside and locked myself in my room and slid down the door. I can't do this anymore. I stood up and dug through my drawer and found a small heart-shaped box. I opened it and took out the razors, my only friends, my escape. I slide the razors down my arm and felt numb sensation. I needed to relapse, it's been four months. I lifted up my shirt and saw the now faded scars on my sides and stomach. For some weird reason it made me sad that they're fading. I slide it down my side, over and over again until I felt like i was about to fall over. I put the razor back and hide it and went to bed, to tired to even clean up my mess.

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