The day inches along slowly, every second spent confined within the four walls of a classroom bringing me one step closer to insanity.
The moment the last bell rings, I'm out the door. On good days, I struggle with math. Today, there isn't even a word bad enough to describe it.
"That was hell," Mikayla mutters as we walk out the door.
"Ugh, tell me about it."
We walk silently down the bustling hallway, pushing our way through the crowds. I'm in no hurry to get home today, or any day really. Every second spent there brings me one second closer to ending my life. I can't take it anymore. I honesty can't.
"Three o'clock," Mikayla hisses.
My head whips to the right to find Kayden and Jeremy leaning against a locker, smirking arrogantly. Normally, I would just walk by as fast as I could, desperate to avoid confrontation. But I really have no choice today, because they're leaning on my locker.
"Hey, Mar," Jeremy grins.
"Excuse me," I say boldly.
"Why? Are we in your way?" Kayden laughs.
"Yea, you are. Now move," Mikayla spits.
"Ohh, Red has a temper," Jeremy comments. "I like."
"Just move! Please!"
"No," Kayden says.
"Kayden, please!"
"Zip it, Carrot Top," Jeremy laughs.
The hallway is bare now, with the exception of the four of us. Which basically means, we're on our own.
"Kayden, Jeremy," Mikayla says slowly, rage flaring in her eyes. "I don't have time for your crap. Now move."
"Wow, Mar. You're even weaker than I remember you. Getting this scrawny flat chested excuse of a girl to fight your battles. Really," Jeremy says exasperatedly.
"You dare-" Mikayla yells, but I quickly interrupt her.
"Mikkey, don't. He's not worth it."
"That's hilarious coming from you, Mar. Look, we gotta jet, but this isn't over," Jeremy says.
"Bye bye, Mar Mar," Kayden taunts. He knows how much I hate it when he does that.
We stay silent as the boys slowly walk away, swearing loudly at us the whole way.
"Can we please just go?" I ask before Mikayla can begin her rant about how much she hates Jeremy. I've heard it all before.
"Yea, sure," she says quietly. I can almost see the gears turning in her head.
Silently, I pull my bag from my locker. I stuff my math textbook inside, already dreading the work I'll have to do over the weekend.
"Mar?" Mikayla asks quietly as we walk towards her car.
"Yeah?" I reply weakly.
"He can't hurt you. No matter how scared you feel, he can't hurt you."
"He can, and he's proved that. I'm sure he's not afraid to do it again."
"I'm so sorry," she whispers.
"It's okay," I say, my voice breaking. It really wasn't okay. It would never be.
The ride home is completely silent apart from the radio playing quietly from the speakers in the back. It doesn't feel uncomfortable, it feels good. Everything either of us has to say, the other has already heard a million times before. I'm just happy she's here with me.
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Crazy Stupid Love
Fanfiction"She was his first, he was her last." Marriya Mitchell didn't have it easy. Her life was far from perfect, and the people around her were a constant reminder of that. She had a dad who was never there, a verbally abusive mother, a physically abusive...
