Mikki's POV
Gigi? I looked up at her but I didn't see Gigi. She looked so different. She looked hurt. Her bleach blonde hair was in knots and her makeup was running with tears.
"Michaela. What are we doing? This is so stupid." She said. She sat down next to me on the edge of the bridge. She looked me in the eyes and said ,"I know what you came out here to do... I came out here to do the same thing."
I can't believe this. I could tell she was being sincere. Why would the perfect Gigi want to die?
"Gigi--"
"Giselle" She said, "I'm sick of hearing the name Gigi."
"Giselle, why would you want to... kill yourself?"
"Nobody likes me. I mean, I have friends, like Bibi, but she doesn't actually like me. I've been so
mean to everyone, especially you. I just felt like I had to get back at you for being better than me in Elementary. You were cooler, and prettier, and I didn't want to be less popular than you forever. So I had to make fun of you, so you'd have no friends. Because I had no friends. It didn't seem fair. I was just so obsessed. I'm just... I don't know what else to say. I'm so so so Sorry. " I just looked at her. The tears going down her painted face explained it all.
I finally understood.
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The blade (A niall horan fanfiction)
RomanceMikki is an outcast in high and she's living in the shadow of her older brother, but when she meets Niall, one of the varsity jocks, both of their worlds are turned upside down. How is she going to make it through this new lifestyle, especially with...
