When you wish upon a star (An Everlark fanfiction)

Chapter 15: Should I?

Chapter 15

Katniss P.O.V.

I run and run. I have to get away. Get away from everyone.

I can't stand this anymore.

I'm officially the school's biggest whore, even if I haven't slept with anyone.

And when I say that I run, I don't mean that I'm running inside some woods or something, no I'm in school. Yeah, and it sucks, to be frank.

As I run in the corridor while I hear people shout after me.

"Whore".

"Slut!"

"Bitch!"

"Tramp!"

"Scrap!"

"Tart!"

"Hooker!"

Yeah because now a rumor is going around at school that I take money from people to have sex with me. Delly even said that she heard me say to a guy that I could pay him if he was willing to have sex with me.

They yell more stuff, but I try to block everything out as I run past them in the corridor.

I feel eyes in my neck. Following me as I run. As I try to get away from the glances.

My phone never stops to buzz. It always buzz. Day and night. Every hour, minute and second of the day, all of the days in the week.

Is it worth it?

This though always comes up in my mind. Because I don't know anymore. What do I have to look forward to in life? Nothing really. And this is never going to end. I'm going to be a slut and a whore for the rest of my life.

How could Delly do this? I mean fine, beat me up, kill me for all I care, but do this and my life is destroyed forever.

I feel sick. I really do feel sick about all of this. Why did this had to happen? I mean why?!

I really wish that Peeta could've left them to kill me. Why didn't he? Did he know about this plan and wanted to he sure that I would be alive to suffer from the consequences of Delly's actions.

I run into the bathroom. I run to one of the toilets and close the door. I stand on my knees and put my fingers down my throat.

I feel it all coming up and I quickly take away my fingers as I throw up in the toilet.

I do this three more times before I can't get anything out besides bile.

I stand up and walk out to the sinks. I wash my mouth and my hands.

I look into the mirror. I don't cry. But my eyes looks kind of dead. The life has left my body completely. It's like I can't show any emotions anymore.

The others are scared to leave me alone. They think I'm gonna kill myself. And they never let me hold sharp things, such as knives or mirrors or razors etc. mirrors are sharp when they break. And I broke one already so they say that I can break another. And that's what they're afraid of. They have started to take turns to watch me again, like they did when I came home from the hospital. But now they're even more scared because now they really know that I have those kind of thoughts.

I just look into the mirror when one sudden emotion hits me, and that hard. Anger. I'm angry. How can I be treated like this when I have done nothing? I don't even know what I did to make Delly hate me this much. Why does she want to destroy my life?

I punch my fist hard into the mirror, leaving blood on the broken pieces that doesn't fall out of the mirror frame.

My fist is all bloody and I have small pieces of glass on the fist.

But I couldn't care less.

I hate my life and I want to die. I seriously never wanted to die as much as I want to die now. How is this life living and what in my life is worth living for?

Prim.

But she don't need me anymore. She has mom and Plutarch. And her stupid cat Buttercup.

My cousin Clove.

She has her parents, the group and Marvel, she won't be alone.

That's it. I have nothing else to live for. So why can't I just end my life?

Because I have bodyguards around me all the freaking time.

But... They're not here now... I could do it... I could.

But should I?

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Should she?

I leave this up to you guys, and this time I really do.

Now tell me what you think.

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I know it was short, but I did it on purpose because I wanted it to be short this time xD

-Josephine xx