Everything About Me

Chapter 9

Tyler and I became a thing soon after. I guess in a way, my time with him was bitter sweet. I was happy alone with him but my situation at school took a turn and so started the bullying. One morning, I went into class and found someone had written 'SLUT' and scattered trash all over my table. I stood there, stun, unable to move. I felt the cold stares of everyone in the room, they were like icy daggers piercing in me. Walking timidly up to my desk, I placed my bag down and pushed away the trash from the table to the floor and took the broom to sweep it away. Taking some wet wipes, I wiped the word of the desk. It worked, kind of, though it just faded it and you could still read the word albeit too clearly. 

Luckily class was okay. The lessons took my mind off from the the negativity of everyone. Before I realized it, four periods had gone by and it was lunch time. I fished out a couple of dollars from my bag and headed to the cafeteria. Almost every step of the way, there would be someone bumping into me. Being the typical me, I apologized but would always get an icy gaze in return. Thank the lucky stars I managed to reach the cafeteria in one piece. Physically yes, but my confidence took a deep dive. I bought an egg sandwich (it was all I could afford anyway) and went out to the courtyard to eat. I could feel that my presence was unwanted anyway. 

What in the fuck happened? How did it ended up like this? I thought it was fine? I felt my salty tears as I munched on my egg sandwich. You just gotta survive it Alexa. Everything will be fine.

I hope.

School had ended and I walked back home by myself. Guess Tyler skipped today as well. It's been a few days since we last contacted. The last thing I heard from him was to not worry about him. I trusted him and took his words to heart. I figured to stop by the bakery to get some bread for the house. As I was looking at the pastries, I noticed a couple of girls from the school walked in. I quickly went to the other aisle. They were talking loudly about something.

"OMG did you see the look on her face? Hilarious!"
" I felt it was a bit extreme though Lily. Like the rumour? I don't think it's true at all."
"Oh come on, tell me that you didn't felt a bit betrayed when you found out that your Todd slept with her."
"I know Todd, he wouldn't."
"You sure? Then explain that list Evan had wrote down about who had slept with her?" 
...
"HA! Knew it~ it's only a matter of time til everyone knows about it."

I had heard enough and walked out of the bakery and went home. That was the first time I had cried myself to sleep in a while. I didn't even bothered to show up to work and got an earful from Mrs Hayden the morning after. I don't blame her. I didn't tell anyone about not working that night. I checked my phone; still nothing from Tyler. 

Shit. Where are you McCormick? I really need you right now.

The following weeks were hell. Every minute I would get called out, be bumped into, got my stuff stolen and be called names. And that was just the highlight of it. I started to slip in my studies and almost failed midterms. I pulled through but just barely. Depression had hit me and my anxiety worsen. The girls took noticed and took it upon themselves to help buy my medications. Mrs Hayden even gave me nights off when I went haywire from it. 

Pills, sleep, school, torment, more pills, and repeat. 

I was barely eating and had lost weight. I tried contacting Tyler but to no luck. It's been officially 12 weeks since I last heard from him. I was worried, yes, but at the same time I was loathing in self pity. It was some time later that I started...hurting myself. I didn't want to cause physically harm myself because well, my job. I started binge drinking and overdosing on my pills instead; only to vomit them out at a later time. I did thought about ending my life at times. I would be so close to do it but I'd abandon it whenever I thought about Mrs Hayden and the girls. If I were to go, they'd suffer. Huh..even in death I would still be a burden. I didn't want that; I'd rather put on a fake happy-go-lucky smile for them than to see them cry.  

As much as I wanted to hold on for as long as possible, everyone has a limit and I had reached mine. I was packing my stuff and headed to the door when someone had stopped me. I was really in no mood at all and I just politely asked whoever it was to move. I looked up and it was Cylde. Behind him was a rather furious Melody and two other girls. Before I could ask anything, Melody grabbed me by the collar and pushed me to the ground and started throwing punches at me. I instinctively covered my face, making no sounds and just taking the blows. The others were just standing there, watching. A look of satisfaction on their faces.

"HOW COULD YOU. HOW COULD YOU. HOW COULD YOU?!" I hear her shouting as she pummeled me. She pulled me up, her teeth seething. "Just die already. Kill yourself. You. Don't. Deserve. To. Live. You and your stupid family of hookers." she threw me back down and got up. Before she left, she threw a crumpled up paper to me.  The door slammed shut and I was left in the dark. Beaten and bruised I took the paper and smoothed it out. On it read;

Dear Melody,

I'm really sorry but I can't be with you anymore. I'm sure you've known this from your clique or whatever. I should have never accepted your dare. I thought you'd change but sadly I was mistaken. Ever since I found out that  you were the one orchestrating the whole facade against her, I simply won't stand for it. Don't even bother looking for me or asking for me back. I gave you everything but it seems that it wasn't enough for your bitch ass. I regret for bringing her into this mess. But, I've moved on. You should too. 

Yours, Tyler Mc.

He was lying to me this entire time...