''We are going to talk,'' Shawn said grabbing my arm. ''Danny asked me why you and I don't talk anymore. I'd like to know the answer to that one myself!''
''Oh so you don't remember?'' I sneered. ''You didn't call me Danny's annoying little sister? Nothing but a cutter? That the only reason you hung out with a freak like me was because you felt sorry for me!?!''
My voice rose with each sentence until I was screaming and every eye was focused on myself and Shawn.
''We were best fucking friends, Shawn! We did everything together and told each other everything,'' I shouted. ''Then you have the balls to write me off as Danny's annoying little sister! Nothing but a stupid cutter?!? So you know what? Fuck you, Shawn. I don't need you. I'm just glad I finally know how you really see me.''
''Becca,'' Shawn said tightning his grip on my arm. ''Calm down and let me explain.''
''No!'' I yelled yanking my arm from his grip. ''I don't want to hear a thing you have to say. Save your breath for someone better. After all,'' I said sickly sweet. ''I am nothing but Danny's stupid annoying cutter of a little sister. Nothing but to feel sorry for right? That is how you described me.''
I then turned on my heel and walked away from Shawn with my back straight and head held high. I could feel every set of eyes on my back but I stayed strong and didn't turn back.
The last thing I heard as I rounded the building was my brother yelling at Shawn telling him what a dick he was but in much more words.
I leaned against the building and sank to the ground. Tears flowed from my eyes as I tucked my knees against my chest and cried into them.
Sob after sob tore itself from my mouth as I gave into my pain. The pain in my chest intensified until i could barely stand it.
Suddenly strong arms wrapped themselves around my shaking frame. I stiffened immediately reconstructing the stone barrier that locked me off from everyone else.
I pulled away and looked up not bothering to wipe the tear stains from my cheeks. A stray tear fell from my eye and rolled down my face.
Pericing silver eyes looked back into my green ones as the guy reached out and wiped the tear away with such gentleness it shook me to the core.
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Finding Out Who I Am
RomanceI always did what i was told. I always did what my brother saw best. I never second guessed him. Until high school. Finding out who i am was what i wanted. And with the help of a certain person I can do exactly that.
