Love, Vick

Chapter 1

Note: this story is a fiction. It is not meant to hurt anyone. These are just characters and their thoughts. Please vote and comment! Ily all!

Stay strong, loves!

CHAPTER ONE:

Dear Diary-

I remember leaning against the tile wall, slowly sliding my back down so I was in a low crouch, whimpering and wiping away tears. I slowly held my cold water bottle to my sweaty forehead, and hiccuped while crying. "It's never me," I thought to myself. "Why can't it ever be me?" I hung my head and shakily breathed out.

I finally found the energy to lift myself up from my spot and into the dark gymnasium where everybody was dancing happily. I lifted my chin up, sniffled once more, and clenched my fists. It's was a lot better to keep my anger in my hands rather than in my head.

There she was. Evelyn O'Tayler, the school "queen bee". The one with the straight blonde hair, bigger boobs than brain. I didn't hate her. I don't hate people. I just... Didn't agree with her decisions. We never really talked, anyways. Her posse never notices anyone but themselves. Full of it, that's what they are. How did the one guy that I actually thought was different, fall for her?

Evelyn and him slow danced to just about every song that night. I didn't want to watch, but I for some reason I couldn't help myself. What really killed me was whenever "A Thousand Years" by Christina Perri came on the speakers and they were less than an inch apart. That song described me too well. I mean, have you ever noticed you love someone so much, but they don't even notice?

For me, that's a normal day.

Love,

Vicky Reed

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Dear Diary-

Carter and Evelyn kissed today. I practically died.

I got out of the bathroom and heard someone whispering to someone else. I peeked around the corner and saw them sitting behind a bookshelf through the window of the library. I curled my lips into a straight line and squeezed my eyes shut. I just knew that it wouldn't end well for me. He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, something I've always dreamed of him doing to me. Small actions can sometimes mean a lot to a girl.

The next thing I knew they were both leaning in. A tiny gasp escaped my lips and I burst away from the wall and sprinted down the hall, back to the bathroom stall I was previously in. There, I balled my eyes out. God, I'm so fucking sensitive. They kissed. They fucking kissed! It was my worst nightmare. Right now as I'm writing this, I honestly feel like giving up. I'm completely done.

But then again, Carter is the reason I'm still alive today. Not what he does with Evelyn, but just, him. I wish he knew that I die everyday inside waiting for him to notice me. I won't give up, though. I'm determined.

Love,

Vick

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