Bloody Consciouses

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Chapter 17:

I had subconsciously found my way into one of the girls' bathrooms and was sitting in one of the stalls, my head in my hands. All my strength had crumbled into nonexistent pieces as the tiers started rolling down my cheeks. All the feelings I had thought I had long forgotten had come rushing back in waves, crashing down on me with immense force. Small sobs racked through my body as I felt the scars along my heart tear open leaving an aching wound.

Ugh, stop being so emotional Ash! You're such a wimp. I mentally groaned at myself.

Squeezing my eyes shut, balling my hands into tight fists I held my breath trying to compose myself. Letting out a long breath I opened my eyes and wiped away the salty, wet trails on my cheeks.

You've done enough crying because of him. You're stronger than this.

Sighing I ran a hand through my hair but froze when a group of gossiping girls entered the bathroom.

"I know! He's acting so weird at the moment," one of the girls said. Ignoring them, I rested my head in my hands and focused on calming my nerves.

"He's become so distracted by that girl. What's her name? Amy?"

"No it's something like Ashley..." My head shot up as I heard the third girl say this.

"Ash I think that's it," the second girl said proudly.

"Yeah that sounds right. What does he even see in her though? He has the pick of any girl in this school but he chooses her." There was a slight hint of disgust in the first girl's voice which made my fists tighten.

"She doesn't even seem the least bit interested in him! If it was me I'd take the opportunity straight away."

"I heard she was dating that new guy, that's why Callan is acting weird," the second girl murmured, she was probably doing her makeup. I narrowed my eyes at the stall door in front of me like I would burn a hole in it.

"I don't see what she sees in him. He's barely even half as hot as Callan," the first girl said, still with disgust laced in her voice. Immense anger had started to boil up inside me and the only thing that was stopping me from punching their makeup caked faces was the cubical door.

"I know! Some people are saying that Ash and Callan have dated before."

One of the girls gasped,"really? He's never dated someone more than once!"

"What's so special about her anyway? She's not even pretty!" The third girl stated and it took everything I had not to barge out there and give them a piece of my mind.

"Apparently she's just the average geek," the second girl added which only increased my frustration.

"She should be taking this chance cos she'll never get one like it again," the first girl stated as their feet started to click towards the bathroom door. I released a long sigh when the door closed and I was left in peace. My jaw had started to hurt from clenching my teeth together for so long and my nuckles had turned white.

Standing up, I ripped the stall door open, after unlocking it of course. I stomped out of the cubical, pacing back and forth and breathing heavily as I tried to calm down. I caught my reflection in the mirror and my eyes widened in horror. I looked like some zombie who had just woken up from a night of crying. Scowling at the zombie in the mirror I turned the tap on and splashed water on my face, hoping it would make me look almost normal like it was some sort of holy water. I dried my face and combed my messy hair out with my fingers and looked in the mirror one last time.

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