Lost.

13

Skylar's POV

The whole week I felt like crap. Three days of dealing with Taehyung was awful.

"I can't stand it when you kiss him," Sejun said, "But that's what actresses' boyfriends have to go through, and I'll go through it too"

One day, the last day of our performance, I was about to sit with my friends when he pulled me away. He always wanted me to be with him. I always had to make time for him, and I had like no time for myself. He was constantly calling me or texting me. My grades were also dropping. I was somewhat more depressed, and more stressed out.

I don't think this could go any longer, and just when I thought things were at its wost, it gets even more worse.

"SKYLAR!" Soonhee shouted as she ran across the hall to me

I was alone because Sejun had told me he was going to the restroom.

"Come with me!" she shouted

We ran to the girl's restroom and there I heard moaning. I opened the stall and saw Sejun shirtless and another girl in her underwear (like just her bra and panties, ewww).

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SEJUN? Just because I DIDN'T GIVE IT TO YOU. You're such a player, worse than V!!! WE ARE DONE!" I shouted, "And you, little whore, I hope you have all your vaccines in case you get some STD from this bitch!"

I linked arms with Soonhee and walked to our table.

***

I walked home that day. I felt like I wanted to die, so I, once again, grabbed the knife and cut my arm, then wrapped it with a bandage.

***

I went to the library to actually study this time. Once again I heard sounds coming from V and Angela.

"Could you two bitches stop for at least a day?" I said

"Fuck off," said Angela

"Go to fucking hell you two!" I said and walked out of the library

"Let me go give her a lesson!" V said

I walked as fast as could, but he stopped me, grabbing my left arm, the one I cut.

"OUCH!" I shouted trying to hide my arm. I was wearing long sleeves. It was getting pretty cold outside, but V knew I gated long sleeved shirts.

"Let me see!" he shouted

I gave him my arm and showed him the cuts.

"Why are you cutting yourself?!?!" he said

"Because I hate everything that happens to me, everything I do, and everyone that is important to me suddenly are taken away from me or I am taken away from them. I hate it all. It hate everything. I hate YOU," I said as I started breaking down

"Can I explain?" he said calmly

I just nodded as I sobbed and sat leaning on the wall with my knees to my chest.