Broken

2."I'm Done"

Brooklyn

I was currently in line for lunch with Isabella. Isabella is my first and only friend here at Riverwood. Isabella was a average size with beautiful blonde hair that extended past her shoulders down her back. She was stunning. I was always jealous of her because of that reason.

"Umm, what do you want?" Isabella asks. I shrug I never favored school lunches.

"I'll probably just grab a bag of chips and a water" I shrug and That's exactly what I did .

"Hey beautiful" I turn around expecting to see Alex, but instead it was that new kid , what was his name again? Justin? Bieber?

"Hi" I shyly say. I don't know why but talking to him made me extremely nerves.

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing alone" he smiles.

"Uh my friend Isabella was here." I say. He nods.

"So I was actually wondering if you wanted to you know hang one day. " Justin smiles lightly.

"Like a date?"

"Whatever you want it to be princess" I blush at the nickname he had for me.

"I have a boyfriend" I hate to admit it but Alex would beat me senseless if I went out with a guy. If he's watching this right now I was in for it when I got home.

"It's ok princess , it's just a friendly hang out , if you want you can invite blondie over there and my sister jazzy would come . Along with a couple friends of mine" Justin reassures me.

"I , I don't know Justin..."

"Pick you up at 5 , be ready" sending me a wink and leaving to go back to his table. How was it this kid was here for a day and already had a ton of friends , and I was here for three years and only had like one friend. I shrug and go sit by Isabella and her sister Natalie. I was kind of sad that Bridget didn't have this lunch period. She would love Natalie, who was only a year older than Her. We were having a nice conversation about god knows what until a very pissed Alex walked over to me. Isabella gives me a worried look. She was the only one who knew about him. And before you say she's such a bad friend for not telling anyone , she isn't . I made her promise she wouldn't tell anyone.

"Brooklyn we need to talk. Now." His voice was raspy and his face was red. Which was not a good sign.

"Alex , I don't think it's a good time ." I quietly say.

"BROOKLYN NOW" he yelled causing the cafeteria to turn their heads and look at us. "Let's go" he pulls my wrist and we head to the bathroom.

"So you thought you could flirt with another guy and I wouldn't know?" Alex pushes me on the floor.

"Please it's not what it looks like I was just talking to him, please don't do this" I plead the tears were already flowing down my face.

"Shut up." Alex spat kicking me in the stomach. I yell out in pain. "Do you think you can disrespect me and get away with it? No bitch." He punches me, I knew this would happened. "God I don't know why I am still in a relationship with your annoying slut ass." He kicks me in the stomach. Those words burn. I should be used to them now. He calls me that practically all the time. After a few more punches he leaves me on the cold hard tile crying my eyes out. I slowly make my way to a stall. I search my bag. Finally . My blade . I pull my long sleeve up revealing multiple cuts on my arm. I know it's bad but it's my escape from reality. When I do this it takes all the pain away. The pain from my mom and dad abusing me when I was younger, the pain from Alex abusing me now. The pain in general. I was almost about to when I hear someone call my name.