(Edit: TRIGGER WARNING SELF HARM, BULLYING, DEPRESSION ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Thank you, to the account user informing of my error to the warning)
High School started, Junior year began about two days ago and this gave him the chance for his plans to begin. Buford, what a retched name in my mind. I was dragged out of my own mind after slamming into my locker once again. The pain began as I yelped falling to the ground quite ungracefully.
"Get 'em again, boys!" Buford has been bullying me ever since we met.
Everything changed after summer ended, since we went off into our own little clubs, groups, and I was stuck alone in science club. I hear the footsteps depleted down the hall moving swiftly, grab my things, head towards lunch. I try to avoid buford as much as possible during school time usually. Heading to the back of the school where peace, quiet, and nothing lives. I sit in the grass next to a tree enjoying my rice and Murgh Kari (I probably used this incorrectly please correct me T^T) while looking over research homework. Peace and clarity clear the pain and misery my body hesitated to register.
Soon after a while of being to myself those blaring rings signaling lunch is over makes me jumpy yet calm noting how soon I'll be in the safety of class. I throw away my plastic utensils in the recycling bin. Once inside I go through the halls to my locker trying to get the homework done along the way.
"Nerd!" I stood unfazed as books flew out of my hand and I was pushed to the ground tearing up.
"Haha nice job boys" his sickening voice made me bite my bottom lip holding back tears I didn't notice
"Awww look he's crying," one of the boys teased stepping all over my books.
His boys taunted some more snickering to one another. Sickeningly they discussed amongst themselves as I reached for my belongings getting shoved away. They dragged me away from the hallway everyone not paying a single notice to the commotion. Soon I noticed the familiar ceiling and doors of the bathroom crying out in terror. My sobs and cries were drowned out by their punches thrilling them more it seemed.
A few minutes of their abuse went on until the bell for class to start went off. They left walking away while laughing it off as I stay there on the ground bruised, silent, bloody from a nose bleed.
"I wish you died buford!" I screamed in anger I didn't realize I had.
After a few more minutes to myself I got to standing successfully. Once getting up I slowly limped to where they left my things in the hallway.
I grabbed each book dusting it off rushing after getting to Class more than late because, I had to grab my hoodie from my locker. The teacher was too angry to be worried calmly yelling about why I was late but, since I'm usually a straight A student she would let it slide. I made a lie saying I stayed behind by accident while doing some research for the science club. She believed that at least so I'm good.
*time skip to school ending for the day*
I walk home after school it's good exercise. My limping had faded to a dull throbbing ache in my left shin. Walking alone gives you plenty of time to think. That's when the thought came back again. I brushed it off and went home to emptiness again. No one was here, typical. The thought came back again and this time i hear what it wants.
'No one is here, you should'
I can't. I know what it's heading towards. I know what that voice wants.
'Do it, c'mon. You haven't for a long time, you know you want to'
I shut down letting my body go to the voice walking angrily towards my bathroom where I hid 'It' for so long. Crouching down in front of the sink, opening the cabinet, grabbing my box of back then memories. Back then I think as I grab the razor. I think back how is it ok that I am able to see but not feel when I do it? Sleeves were rolled up fast then blank I almost spaced out not here mentally. I feel that sharp, cold, metallic end touch my wrist, then soon the blood spread.
*time skip for 5 minutes*
After finishing up I soon snapped out of it crying out in pain. Screamed bloody murder. Then rage filled my body, along with pain, and sadness. I wish I could take it back. Although I know it's too late I want to take it all back.
I quickly hid away my mistake, cleaning up the mess, and taking care of my injuries, afterwards taking a long hot shower to wash away my pain. It stung but I sat there letting the water melt away down my back and hair. After a while I got out and just went to bed after burrowing inside a hoodie.
*time skip to school *
I wore the hoodie today trying to avoid dealing my own personal injury. I stay silent walking fast to my locker seeing it was written on.
'GIRLY F@G'
I open the metal door in a hurry attempting to get to class but it is already too late.
"Hey look it's the pathetic girl," I felt a shove into my locker once again.
Falling to my knees hard hearing laughing around me knowing it pointed was at me. At my misery and without thinking I ran not knowing where to go but just running. It's what I am good at. When I stopped, catching my breath, I noticed I was in a bathroom. After a while of silence it was interrupted by hearing Buford's loud foot steps and just his for once. I was silently crying in a stall trying to silence my wrecked and broken sobbing.
"You can die, Buford! You've ruined my life way worse than it already is. I hate you." I whisper scream.
The foot steps stopped in front of the stall. As it opens slightly I see the hurt in his eyes. It is never my fault...
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Sorry guys for running everything you know about Phineas and Ferb but I really like this ship although it is bad. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it'll get better I promise.
