Let the Tears Fall

Chapter Twelve

"Hey babe, why'd you leave so early yesterday? We were having fun." Jesse said, running a finger along my jaw line.

"No, Jesse. You were having fun, I wasn't, and I'm pretty sure if I hadn't left you would have raped me."

He laughed. "Baby, please."

"Fuck off Jesse. Oh, and I sure as hell am not your baby."

I walked away and sat next to Matt, his nostrals were flaring. I leaned my head against his shoulder and sighed.

"Stop looking so pissed, I can handle Jesse."

"Sure you can." He rolled his eyes at me and continued to eat his lunch in silence.

Kaylee's POV

"Hayden! Wait for me!" I laughed, running after Hayden as he ran towards our lunch table.

"Not my fault you're so slow!"

I playfully slapped his shoulder and rolled my eyes.

He winked and looked into his lunch bag, frowning.

"What?"

"My mom backed me bologna... I hate bologna."

I laughed at him. "I happen to love bologna! Want to trade? I have turkey."

He grinned and grabbed my sandwhich from me, throwing his at me. He started chewing the sandwhich down, and by the time I was half way finished with mine, he was done with his and just staring at me.

"Pig." I rolled my eyes.

He grinned an amazing smile at me and winked. Boys these days.

"Hey Kaylee!" I heard someone call. I turned around to see who it was, and instantly regretted it. Josie and her friends. Great.

"Hey guys!" I greeted them.

Josie smiled at me although it wasn't a nice smile, it was one telling me she had plans for me, and she couldn't wait to see how pained I'd look when she hurt me.

"So uh, how's it goin'?" She asked.

"Um, it's going pretty good I guess."

"That's nice." She said.

I just nodded and started to walk away when she spoke up again. "So, Kaylee. Why do you think no one likes you?"

"People do like me."

"Oh yeah? Like who? You're parents who killed themselves because they were sick of you? Your real parents who gave you away? Or maybe your sister, who by the way, my sister says is an emo freak."

"My parents did not kill themselves, they were killed in a car accident. My real parents gave me up because they thought it was best for me, and Clara is not an emo freak! The only freak I know would be you."

She raised an eyebrow at me and laughed. "Um, hun, what did you just say to me?"

"Don't play that game Josie. We're not little kids anymore, I don't need your shit, and I certainly do not need you of all people to be critisizing my family." I rolled my eyes at her and crossed my arms.

Hayden stood there, wide eyed, and Josie looked pissed.

"What? Bitch of the school can't play her own game?" I asked with a smirk.

"You did not just call me a bitch!"

"Oh but I did!"

"You little...." She stepped foward, fists clentched.