Yes, I am the one everyone hates. The one who gets bullied every single day. The one who is constantly called ugly. The one that gets beaten at school. The one who has bruises everywhere. Yep that's me. I wish I could change all of it. I wish I had friends or even just a friend. But I have no one. I feel as if I'm breaking inside.
"Come down, Nicole!" my brother shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I quickly pulled my hair up in a ponytail. I was wearing jeans and a long sleeved shirt. I absolutely hate wearing long sleeved clothes just to cover up the scars and bruises, especially since it's boiling outside.
I ran downstairs to see my brother, Mark, and sister, Stacey, in the kitchen eating toast whilst arguing over who gets to use the car to get to college. Yes, they're twins and annoying as hell.
I grabbed my bag and checked the time and to see if I had received any messages.
'Wow I have never seen anyone more uglier than you' -Amanda.
'My pet dog's shit looks better than you' - Katy.
I scoffed whilst reading them but they hurt so much. It felt like I was being stabbed several times. I wiped my tears that I didn't even know were coming out.
"I'm using the car because I have the keys!" Mark yelled whilst running out the house with the keys in his hand.
"Bye Nikki, I love you more than my beautiful car!" Mark exclaimed.
"See you later," I said, rolling my eyes.
I waved at Mark and grabbed my bag and started walking to hell. I was scared of what would happen today. I hate school. Everyone says this but I actually hate every bit of it.
Nobody from my school lives from my area so at least I can walk in peace with no one insulting me or tripping me over.
I arrived at school. I stood there for a good few minutes contemplating whether or not if I should skip. If I did skip then I wouldn't have good grades. I want to be rich when I'm older so I decided to just go in.
I caught sight of Chloe, walking down the corridors. Although I hate Chloe, I can't say she's ugly because she's not. She's absolutely gorgeous. She has long blonde hair, long eyelashes, a skinny frame and a perfect face structure. She is stunning and also a bitch.
She was wearing a really short, tight, black skirt.She wore a white top that was way too small for her and showed more than it was supposed to.
"Hey Nikki!" She hollered.
Why did she call me Nikki? Normally, she would just call me names. Something was definitely wrong.
"Hi," I barely said. I was scared that she might kick me with her pointy heels.
"Want to come to my party on Saturday? It's gonna be lit." Chloe said whilst her mates were giggling away like idiots.
Maybe this is the time. The time where I'll become popular. The time where I will make friends. The time where people will accept me. I was too blinded by my hopes.
"Yeah, I'll come" I said casually, so it wouldn't sound like I was trying too hard.
"Oh no you can't come. I just wanted to see if you wanted to," Chloe bellowed. She and her friends walked off and Amanda stopped to push me so hard that I fell down and banged my head on the locker.
I heard the whole corridor having a laughing fit. I could feel the tears starting to well up so I got up and ran to the bathroom, praying that someone could help me.
Someone that could save me from hurting myself. Someone that could stop me from slowly dying.
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The first few chapters are so cringyyy but I promise it gets better XX
Started writing: 3rd May 2017
Credits to SassySatanX for making this amazing cover!! Appreciate it so much❤❤
Started editing: 27/11/2018
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Slowly Dying
Teen FictionNicole was sat in the bathroom with a tub of pills and a knife to kill herself. Why, you ask? Here's why. Nicole was bullied by everyone and anyone. She couldn't cope anymore. Death was the only thing that she wanted. She was sick of it all. She wan...
