OMG! READ AFTER! YOU'LL LOVE IT!
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It's been 4 weeks from my injury. My breaks have healed. I just have a knee brace and crutches. It's starting to get colder each day. Isaiah and I are still together. We shared our first kiss last week. His lips are so soft. Èlisabeth and Conelius are together which I'm not happy about. I'm never happy. I was heading back to my locker to throw everything I needed for the day in my bag that I need to carry around. I saw something that made my heart burst,explode,break,and get shred to pieces. Isaiah was kissing Delilah. "I-ISAIAH?!" I screech. "B-babe. Heh Hi. It's not what it looks like." he said shocked that I just witnessed that. "WELL IT LOOKED LIKE YOU TWO WERE SUCKING EACH OTHERS FACE OFF!" I screamed with tears falling. "He-" Isaiah said but I cut him off by throwing my crutches on the floor and trying my best to run away. "HE DOESNT WANT YOU HONEY!" yelled Delilah. I turned around. "NO ONE WANTS YOU THATS WHY HE WENT AFTER YOUR SLUTBAG MOTHERFUCKING ASS YOU STUPIDASS BROAD!!!" I yelled turning back around flipping her off. By that time Reese,Jayde,Lacey,Becky,Allison,and Èlisabeth were already in the hall. Reese was trying so hard to break from Lacey,Jayde,and Becky's grip to beat Isaiah's ass right then and there. Isaiah slid down the lockers and I was suddenly in the janitors' closet. Christoffer and Conelius were in there. I was trying to get out but,the door was locked. Christoffer and Conelius started beating me. I screamed loudly. Christoffer hit me in my head with a shovel. Everything was turning black. My world was fading. They kicked me over and over again,making crunching noises on my ribs. "This is it" I thought,"Im going to die. Im going to go see father." I heard the door unlocked and screams of terror as my best friends saw the blood on the floor. My arm dropped on the floor as I saw the last person before my world turned black. Isaiah.
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ISAIAH'S POV!!
The last face I saw was Chantal's hurt face. So what if I was kissing another girl. "NO ONE WANTS YOUR ASS THATS WHY HE WENT AFTER YOUR SLUTBAG MOTHERFUCKING ASS, YOU STUPID ASS BROAD!" Chantal yelled as she flipped us off. Ouch. Next thing I knew I was hurt. I hurt my baby. I'm so stupid! "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Reese yelled before lunging at me. Allison,Lacey,Jayde and Becky got a grip on his arms and was pulling him back away from me. I slid down the lockers. I messed up badly. Very badly. Tears were streaming down my face. All of sudden I hear a scream and I started looking for the source of the sound. I saw 2 boys sprint from the janitors' closet and down the hallway. Blood was starting to form a puddle outside the door. I ran to it. My baby sat there,all bloody. Her mouth over spilling with blood,forehead bleeding,nose bleeding. Everywhere just bleeding. I knelt down as I saw her pain. She closed her eyes and flopped her arm in my lap. I gasped at what I saw.
Her arms. Her arms were scattered with cuts. Newly craved and old fading. I screamed "WHY?!" as the group joined me. Her left arm had my name going down the vain. I kissed her arm,not knowing if was our last. Jayde broke down and started screaming. Teachers came out to tell us to quiet down but they saw the scene. "SOMEONE GET THE POLICE!!" Ms.Dunn yelled. Lacey sprinted down the hallway taking a sharp turn,skidding. Èlisabeth was crying,Reese was crying,Becky was on her knees crying,tracing out her features. Jayde was near the lockers,punching them hard an kicking them until our Social Studies teacher pried her off and then she broke down crying and screaming. I'm sitting here in the puddle of blood,whispering "It'll be alright" when it didn't look good. Lacey came back with the police. She sat down screaming and crying. She was soon rushed to the hospital.
The principal came to us and unlocked her locker. "You guys can go to class whenever you want. I want you all together though. Near a classroom. I'm sorry. We will find them." The principal said angry and yet sadly. Jayde started crying at the pictures of them together. All of us. Surfing,swimming,movies,cuddling,throwing popcorn at each other. In there was the first thing I gave to her. A hand-stitched 'Stitch'. She always loved Lilo and Stitch. Her bright colored,punkish bag caught my eye. I walked to it and dumped the contents out. I found makeup,pens,pencils,noted between friends,money and a letter that was addressed: "My SaiahBooBear". I opened t to read it.
-To my BooBear
I'm sorry for telling you this way but,I want to let you know that I have been cutting myself. I'm so sorry baby. I love you with all my heart. I'm trying to stop,its been really hard though. 1 hour clean since writing this. Okay,I will tell you how it started. It was December. I was in Paris and I was 11. I was a little chunky and I wasn't doing good in school. Everyone called me fat,stupid,ugly fuck,and all the other harsh words that pains me to remember. It was an icy day and my father was driving me,Jayde, and Valentina(my sister) to school. We hit black ice. We fishtailed and soon a truck hit us and we rolled. As we stopped rolling Valentina was already outside the car somehow screaming. Father was dead. I could tell. His face blue from blood loss and terror struck in his face. I was screaming for Jayde to wake up. She went into a coma and Valentina was soon getting quiet. I was losing blood. Fast. By the time me and Jayde got drug out of the car, Father and Valentina were already in body bags. Her tears smeared the words. And soon I was crying too. (A/N Italics are Chantal's letter and regular is Isaiah's thoughts) I went into shock and they thought I died. Then,I went into a coma from potential brain damage. Jayde woke up from her coma 2 minutes before I did. 1 month after the accident. Jayde remembered her name and everything. I, on the other hand,had to learn everything again. My name, Chantal Véronique Lanfond. My birthday July 13,1997. My family. What happened to me. My numbers une,duex,trois,quatre,cinq,six,sept,huit,neuf,dix. My alphabet ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ(French) I was depressed. I knew that Valentina and Father were never coming back. I had a pencil sharpen and a screwdriver. I unscrewed a blade and NO NO NO!!!! tore my skin. It felt amazing and I was soon doing it everyday.
Only Jayde knew. Now you do. I love you BooBear. Never forget that.
~Love your,Babygirl💜
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SÌ I MESS WITH YOUR FEELS!!! I HATED WRITING THIS. IM CRYING! UGH!! #teamnosleep
And
TURN DOWN FOR WHATTT?!?!!
