Last night was twice as bad as it ever was. My father was beyond pissed off, he didn't stop. I didn't even have enough energy to get up this morning. It was now around 10am, i was late for school but didn't care. I looked at myself in the mirror of my bathroom.
"This is your fault," i shout at myself. I quickly grabbed the razor out of my stack of towels. I stared at it, i promised myself i would stop this, but today i needed to let some pain out. I slowly slide the razor across my wrist a few times. I watched as the blood dripped to the ground, it wasn't deep enough to cause me to bleed to death but it was still bleeding good. I quickly cleaned it up and threw on a long sleeved shirt and jeans. Here goes nothing.
I got to school just as third hour was getting out, so the halls were buzzing. I tried avoiding contact with people because i hurt all over, it was a struggle just walking, i was basically limping everywhere.
"There you are!" Layla says tackling me in a hug making me groan in pain. She pulls away and looks shocked. That's when it hit me, her sleeve wiped the make up off my face and revealed the one of the many bruises i had.
"What the heck! what happened to your face?" she says with a horrified look on her face.
"nothing, just drop it," i snap at her walking away. I was hoping she would drop the subject but of course i should have known better. She grabbed my arm and made me face her, which hurt like no tomorrow because of my new cuts on that wrist.
"Jessica, talk to me here. You totally skipped out on the party last night and sleeping over at my place, then you show up late with a bruised face? Come one, just tell me," She says with a sad look on her face. Alright, this was killing me i can't keep lying to her like this.
"You wouldn't understand even if i told you Layla," i say to her seeing the look on her face after i said it made me regret it even more.
"Look, i know that things are bumpy since your mom died, but you need to talk about things. I know you are keeping something bottled up, that isn't good ya know. Please talk to me," she begs me. I just look at her. Layla trust me, i want to tell you but i can't. I just want someone to understand that i can't tell you. It will not only get me in trouble, but i am afraid he would go after my friends if i told them.
"Layla trust me, if something was going on you would be the first to know... I don't keep anything from you and i never will," i lie through my teeth. What hurt more is she relaxed and i could tell she bought that lie.
"Fine, i believe you. But you have to PROMISE that if anything is ever wrong you will come to me, or someone for help?" she say making me pinkie promise with her. I smile, she is such a child sometimes i swear.
" Hey babe," Zack says walking up and wrapping an arm around Layla. I back up and smile, Layla notices and hides her face in Zack's chest.
"Whoa, somebody got a boyfriend and didn't tell their best friend," i say. I didn't mind talking in front of Zack, i mean he isn't like the other kids at this school. He is nice to everyone and respects people.
"About that... But hey if you wouldn't have skipped out last knight i would have told you," she defends herself making me laugh. Zack smiles at me and i smile back, i can get used to another person to hang around.
The day went by in a flash, now was my free period at the end of the day, i guess i wasn't going to be alone like normal because Zack found me sitting under the tree close to the football field and sat with me.
"Do you always sit out here alone?" he asked laying on his back looking at the sky.
"Yeah, i don't know if you noticed but i don't really have a lot of friends. Just Layla," i simply say as i take a bite of my apple and flip my page in my book. Zack sits up and looks at me.
"Well, now you have two people to call your friend. Because i don't care what people say, i'm your friend," he says with a smile. I just smile back and focus back on my book. It fell into a peaceful silence until i heard people walk up.
"Yo Zack!" Ryan's voice says as he walks over doing the weird guy hand shake thing they always do. Zack was standing now, and it was like Ryan never even seen me sitting here.
"What's up man?" Zack asked putting his hands in his pockets.
"Heard you got a girl now, had to know if it was actually true... Is the almighty Zack finally ready to settle down?" Ryan teased. Zack punched him playfully in the stomach and laughs.
"Actually yeah, i asked Layla Stevenson out last night," he says with pride and a goofy smile. Oh he was so whipped.
"Whoa, The Layla Stevenson. As in the girl who looks model material?" Ryan asked in total shock. I rolled my eyes, of course guys talk about her like she is a god, i mean she is freaking beautiful.
"Yeah her, but i'm not in it for the looks or money. Once you get to know her she is an amazing person," he says with a smile. Aw puppy love, it is so cute. Ryan's laugh makes me jump a little.
"Please, that girl is the whole package deal, date her, use her, dump her. Isn't that how we always do things," Ryan said leaning on the tree.
"Layla isn't a game boys," Justin says walking up, "She has my respect. I mean she isn't like Maddie and Kaylee at least," he says with a smirk.
"See, at least someone understands me," Zack says while giving Justin a high five. After they do that, he finally looks at me and my heart stops. Oh crap!
YOU ARE READING
Hold Tight (A Justin Bieber Love Story) ((BEING EDITED))
FanfictionMeet Jessica Hernandez, she is your typical outcast at school. Her classmates bully her, and put her down. But what they don't know is what else is going on in her life, a part of her that she hide each and everyday. She has become a master at hidin...