Slowly Fading

I Learned it the Hard Way

Cloe's POV

Everything was going great. At least, that's what I thought. Who wouldn't in my place? I got everything off my chest, found somebody I trusted and made two friends. For me, that's amazing, the most progress I've ever made.

I thought that would stay. You know, thinking Chase doesn't hate me and Matt learned that he doesn't hate me either. It was pretty steady for about a week or a week and a half. Then I learned some secrets, one of the secrets is a secret in life.

Never trust somebody completely if you haven't already known them for a year. Learning that the hard way, I stuck to it. Also, don't think boys are doing something from the kindness of their hearts. I learned that the hard way. Don't think that boys are always telling the truth, I learned that the hard way.

Most of all, don't trust Matthew Cramer and Chase Gram. No matter how kind they show you they are. No matter how sweet they act towards you. No matter how many times they have helped you. They fooled me, if I have to admit.

I would have never thought somebody would stoop that low. Especially not them, not when I told Matt almost every ing, but contained a few things. I had a feeling something like this would happen. My don't grow too attached way of life took control while telling him those stuff. He doesn't know the full story and nobody will.

I've learned from that mistake. Ha, I should have never agreed to having him stay with me. They extended my time on the brace, wonderful right? At the time I didn't think it was bad, I didn't mind Matt that much. Now? Now I'm loathing every second.

I avoid contact with him at all costs. If I ever want to eat, I check before I enter the kitchen. When ever I need to go to the bathroom that's near the living room, I check everywhere to make sure I don't see him. When I fail and spot him and can't seem to find a way to get out of the predicament, I walk right by him, no eye contact, no words and definitely no greetings.

A butthole like him does not deserve a kind greeting. He deserves to rot in a hole and die there. The walls that I built up before do not compare to the ones I have now. They are tripled and made of steel, I'm not making the same mistake again. Nobody deserves that.

And guess what? I learned that the hard way.

Matthew's POV

Cloe's been avoiding me since what I did. Thank gosh, she was getting so annoying. Crying about her sister, her family, singing sad songs then crying about them. Oh my gosh, just get over it already! We get it, your family died, sorry for your loss, just shut up!

I never really liked her. She was just a nobody and let's face it, I'm me and I am amazing. My reputation would be completely ruined if I got close with the girl, she was so clingy.

Chase thought the same way, yeah we were nice to her at first and i admit she grew on me a bit but them i realized she is one of the most clingiest people I have ever met. So I decided to put an end to that. It wouldn't really have mattered if I ruined her reputation, she doesn't have much to lose.

She was needy too. "Can you please pass my the remote? My back hurts." "Can you please hand me a glass of water?" "Would you like anything?" I understand I'm awesome but no need to make excuses to talk to me.

That stupid brace is annoying me too. Yeah I get it, your back hurts, just take it off. If it hurts just man up and deal with it. No need to annoy me with the stupid brace.

Whenever I see her, she is alone. That just shows how much of a loner she is. Anyways, she also has a resting neutral face. She isn't smiling, she isn't frowning, she shows no emotion at all. She doesn't sing around, she doesn't speak around me, it's like she has gone completely mute. Fine with me, to be honest.

The plan worked perfectly though, she got extremely angry and punched Chase and I in the nose really hard. Yeah we both broke our noses but we got her to lay off so it's worth it right.

I was walking down the hall and I see her coming from the living room. She sees me and her face remains the same, except for a flicker of anger that rushes through her eyes, but it leaves as quick as it came.

I keep walk and she does as well, not once making eye contact. I smirk at myself. Yep, it worked real good. I peek in her room and notice papers with different handwritings hung on the wall.

Just leave everyone alone.

Just die already

Nobody will miss you

You're such a ****

W****

I stare at the wall in shock. I recognize a few of these handwritings. They wrote that? She kept them and hung them up? Those weren't all, there were so many more. I was in shock.

Wait, what? Why do I even care? I knew that this will happen, I did plan it! I didn't think people would take it that far though. Again, why do I care?

A pang huts my heart but I ignore it, walking out of her room. Why would she keep them?