The Anger Within

The Last Day of School.

Friday, the last day of my sophomore year. Jenna and I have been together for two weeks and it's been pretty good after what happened with Blake and I.

I'm waiting on the bench for Jenna to come out of the bathroom, she usually takes her time so I hold her book bag for her.

"Oh hey dude." Someone said to me.

I looked at the person, wondering who it was. "Oh hey Luke." I said, smiling. I shook his hand, accidently dropping Jenna's book bag.

"Oh damn. I got it." I started picking up her stuff, since the book bag was open when it fell. "Good seeing you, Luke."

"Good seeing you too." He smiled before he continued walking.

I looked at a paper on the floor and picked it up. It was folded with the cover saying Boyfriend Plan. Curiously, I unfolded it.

[X] Step one: Befriend Ethan.
[X] Step two: Tell him you like him.
[X] Step three: Gain his trust.
[ ] Step four: Lead him into the gym for everyone to throw eggs at him.
[ ] Step five: Tell him you never loved him and that he's just a terrible joke.

I started tearing up. I fell to my knees, feeling weak.

Why...why would she do this.. the smiles, the dates, the love, fake. All fake.. for a joke.

She came out of the bathroom, "Hey Eth--" She rushed to me. "What's wrong?" She looked into my eyes, worried.

I pushed her away and threw the paper at her. "It was all a joke! You never liked me!"

She looked at the paper with teardrops falling out of her eyes. "I-It..I'm sorry..."

"Oh?! You're sorry?! If you were, you would've told me!" I looked at her, tears running down my cheek.

"I wanted to.." She cut herself off and looked at me. "At first it was a joke, but... I got to know you better.. and these feelings are real now.."

"Ugh!" I rushed back home.

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I slammed the door and closed it. I ran to the bathroom and got out a razor blade.

Slowly, I ran it across my arm.
"She," another cut on my arm.
"Never," another cut.
"Liked" another cut.
"Me." another cut.

I looked at my bloody arm, eyes glowing a bright red. "She's a lie, the love is a lie," I gritted my teeth, "I am a lie." I punched the mirror, breaking it. I walked to my parents room, leaving a trail of blood, and grabbed the gun under the pillow. I walked to the couch in the living room, sitting at the exact spot where Jenna and I first slept together.