Am I Even Loved?

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Voices, Voices everywhere, but I don't care. I won't talk ever again, ever since the incident. Nobody understands me, not even my family. I am not talked to, not treated the same, or its like I am not even there. I was zoned out in class, thinking about this when I got tapped on the shoulder. "Hey, Emma." My bestfriend says. That's Connor right there, he is not popular nor nerdy. So we are in the middle, I wave at him. He has, black hair, eyes hazel, and good looking. Ill be lying if I said, he was not hot. My bestfriend, is the best or so I thought, he is the only one that understands me. By facial expression, "Are you okay?" he ask. I see worried and concerned in his eyes. I guess he saw the hurt in my eyes. "To make you feel better, I have a surprise for you." he says. I jump up, bouncing in my seat. A smile, on my face I love surprises. Well, let me explain how I look, I have brunette hair. Blue eyes, and I am wearing ripped jeans, a black v-neck shirt, a choker and converse. I don't use makeup I am not a type of a makeup, person. The bell rings, and i gather all my things, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. Walking out with my bestfriend by my side, his girlfriend walks up to us. Giving me a death glare, I just roll my eyes. Meet Rose, cheerleader, blonde curly hair, and brown eyes. She thinks, I secretly like him, but I don't I like no one. Everyone around us is quiet, they are looking at the entrance. I look at him, confused as he puts his hand on my head and turns it around. Facing the entrance, seriously? Everyone is quiet, for a boy walking in. All girls are dropping dead in front of him. I'm not lying, some girls fainted. I turn back to my locker, slamming it shut walking around. Since I have lunch, I don't really eat. I guess I was so zoned out, that I bumped into something hard. Closing my eyes waiting for me feel the pain. I don't feel it,I open my eyes. Seeing him.  James Arthur, he looks at me, "I am so sorry." he says. I nod as I look at the position we are in. Oh, shit, he is holding by my waist and and I have my arms on his shoulders. Everyone is looking, I move my hands off his shoulder, and stand up. He stares at me confused. Then someone yells. "She's a mute freak!" that hurt. "You don't talk?" I nod. Waiting for my bestfriend to come and save me. "Ok, well watch were your going." he says. I nod, walking off trying to find my brother Danny.I see him, by the football players, I don't like them. Calling me names and my brother doesnt do shit. "Hey, Emma! Come here." I sigh. No turning back now, I walk to their table. Sitting next to my brother, I wave smiling. "Hey, Mute Freak." Leo says. "Why don't you tell me why you don't talk, oh wait you can't." he says. I put my head down. Waiting for the question, that brakes me down. "Why don't you talk? did something happen, were you raped, were you witnessed in the crime, tell me god damn it." he slams his hand on the table. I don't understand, I run of the room. Tears already falling, and going into the girls bathroom. Going into the stall closing it, I don't understand. I am too, a human being, I just don't talk why am I treated so differently? Am I even loved?

A/N

Here it is, probably grammar mistakes. But hey I am not that good at grammar.

This is better to me, I like it.

Ok bye, icecreams flavors.

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