Slowly Fading

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Cleo's POV

"Look, thank you for your kindness, but one, I'm pretty sure you both still hate me and the feelings mutual. And 2, I am just being sensitive, it was nothing too extravagant. Not enough to cry for." I tell them and Matthew immediately pulls out the 'seriously?' look.

Chase doesn't buy it either. "Neither I nor Matthew ha-" Matthew coughs and Chase looks at him and rolls his eyes. "Fine, completely hate you. You seem like a really strong person, your friend dumped you, you told off the 'bad boy' and you're taking all the crap people throw at you, this is normal." He reassures me and I laugh.

"You're funny if you think any of their words effect me. Matthew doesn't even effect me, he is just and ignorant jerk, at the time. The locker just triggered some nostalgia and I just missed it. That's when everything broke, see I'm a cry baby... Go on and tell everyone."

"Gladly!" Matthew says and Chase hits him. I stare at him. What happened to that 'sweet boy' that came to help me when my memories took over? Yeah, I knew it was all a joke.

"I'm kidding, jeez!" He exclaims to Chase and I decide to not keep my anger contained.

"Yeah, sure you are you little piece of crap. I know that wasn't the truth and that once you get out of here your gonna go open your big *** mouth and tell everyone. But I DON'T CARE! Those little girl toys can talk all they freaking want because we all freaking cry. I swear, if you do open your mouth, I will have you feel what it's like to cry and once I do, you will be crying for a while." I explode and he backs up a bit.

"Calm down! I wasn't going to say anything! Chase, a little help here?" Matthew asks and Chase shakes his head.

"She has a point there, Matt. You would have told many people." Chase proclaims solemnly. I can tell he doesn't like what Matthew was going to do, I'm surprised he can stay serious when need be.

"Oh why don't you just take her to bed already!" Matt proclaims and I let out a gasp. I start slowly walking up to him and stared into his eyes. With one prominent move, I slapped him harder then I slapped anyone before.

"I am not a toy, I'm not a person that you can just go to to do the dirty. There are other people for that. You even think that I am anywhere near something like that I will slowly chop off your non-existent balls and feed them to piranhas while you stare and die slowly. Do you understand?" I ask him in a scary low voice.

He visibly gulps and nods his head. I put on a freaky wide smile, "Good! Now get out!" I yell and they both scammer away. Sighing loudly I rest my head on the cold desk and close my eyes.

How everything can turn upside down so quick. How easy it is to hide your feelings, keeping them mask so that not even a single soul can see them. How you can turn from evil to good and good to evil within less then a minute.

Chase was being kind, he doesn't seem to completely hate me. Matthew is a whole other story. He acted sweet in the beginning but his whole demeanor changed and he turned cold. My feelings are a bit hurt but I decided not to show it.

Once he turned cold, I knew he was two faced and I knew he was like the others. Not caring about crap except themselves, so I turned off the vulnerable feeling and pressed the sassy button.

Who knows, he might not even take my threat seriously, but trust me, I am and I will do everything I promised.

I know who "decorated" my locker. Who else would it be? It is obviously Macy. She has always hated me and I could tell. She thinks she is so slick and such a "great actor" but she was crap at it. I had to keep her as a friend so I didn't seem like a loner and become a target, but now I am and even having a friend wouldn't help.

How she knew is my question. I didn't even say anything to hint that she is gone and I never let Macy come to my house. Somebody must have told her, somebody who was there at the sight and saw everything, because only those there knew the whole story.

Matthew had the nerve, the NERVE, to assume I will just get in bed with anyone being kind. No, no, boy those "girls" he hangs out with should satisfy his needs. I'm surprised he has a **** though, he acts like a p***y all the time.

I chuckle to myself, I should tell him that in our next argument.

Matt's POV

"Why did you have to be so rude to her? She was crying for gosh sakes!" Chase yells at me and I roll my eyes.

"Yeah keep rolling your eyes, maybe you will find a brain back there because you weren't using it then. And why did you even say that we should "go to bed"? I don't like her and she sure as heck dislikes me. Use your brain sometimes!" He chastises and I stare at him.

"Ok, I know, I know, I may have went a bit too far about that part but she could ruin my rep, I could use this info to ruin hers!" I smirk and he shakes his head.

"Her "rep" is destroyed because 1) she doesn't have any close friends and 2) Rachel and Britney made everyone hate her because she messed with you. Your reputation is still strong and steady, do you see the unbalance? Plus if you do that, she has proof that you were actually being kind to her at the very start but turned into a butt, how's that for ruining a reputation." Chase questions and I stare dumbfounded.

"Since when did you get all serious?" I ask him and he looks at me.

"You are an associate with all the bullying that she is receiving and you KNOW how much I hate bullying. I don't want her to wind up like Sarah, nobody deserves that." He tells me and I nod.

Sarah was his younger cousin, favorite cousin. They hung out a lot when she was 14 and he was 16. She was bullied a lot but whenever he was there they would leave her alone. that didn't do anything to help at school. They physically and emotionally beat her up, leaving her to go crazy and isolate herself from everyone, even Chase. All the life that was there in her before vanished and she was just there, accepting it all, back talking a few times but still would refuse any help offered.

Right now she is in the secluded part of Maine and she hasn't spoken to anyone in around 2 years, she is too scared too, thinking they are all like her bullies. That is why Chase hates bullying so much, not just because he thinks it's terrible but because he knows how it can effect a person, and he gets angry because one of his best friends' was taken away from him.

"I'm sorry dude." I say finally. He sighs and drags a hand down his face.

"It's cool, wanna go paint balling?" He asks and I nod.

"Yeah, why not."