Love Me Harder

Chapter Thirteen

GIGI'S POV
What Evan said got me thinking.

Was I just using my ex to fill a void?

It did feel weird being the new girl.

Freshman year: The best time, yet the worst.

Best: I had so much freedom, and I met so many amazing people that changed my life.

Worst: I didn't know anyone, The seniors were rude, I didn't have Evan, and I tried to kill myself.

But he doesn't know that.

Sophomore year was definitely better.

Had great friends and wasn't completely on the bottom of the totem pole.

I was the lead of our spring musical.

I had a boyfriend after Evan.

But did I really feel "love?"

I feel like I should tell him all this.

"Freshmen year for me was the best and worst." I said with a shaky voice.

"Continue." He said.

I cleared my throat.

"I had so much freedom. The staff didn't really care. I got to leave the building for my lunch and I didn't even need to wear my ID. I met so many amazing people. They helped me fit in. Made me belong. Discover myself. Protected me. But, when I first started I didn't know anyone. I didn't have anyone by my side. The seniors would push me and call me names. And the last two weeks before school ended, I tried to kill myself." I said.

It felt relieving to say.