I Drew the pic BTW
(Sindre's pov)
School finally ended, Tori and I walked home she was a house diagonally away from mine. On our way home Tori asked, "So you said you wanted to tell me something?" "Oh yeah, Tori I wanted to say the even if you were my good friend sence elementary, I have no cares about you." I said blankly and emotionless as she staired at me with shocked eyes. "Really?" She mumbled. "Yes real-" I was cut of by her anger and sadness. "REALLY!?!?!" She stoped me in my tracks as I stair in shock. "YOU DECIDE TO WAIT 12 FUCKING YEARS TO TELL ME THIS!?!?" I could tell she strongly disliked me. The hatred for me was dripping from her eyes. She than punched me in my face and I didnt do nothing about it. Heck! That was the first time I've ever let anyone punch me. I stair at her with lifeless gray eyes and she look at me shocked.(Tori's pov)
After yelling at Sindre I snapped and punched her. I got scared and put my hands up so she wouldn't punche back. But..she..didnt. She just staired. I began walking away. 'I just dont get it, why of all people would she do that to me?' I thought as I approached the bus stop. I saw Sindre walking behinde me. She said nothing. It was just silence, but surprisingly it wasnt awkward. The more I thought about what she said the more tears formed on my face. I put on my hood so no one would see me crying like a baby. The bus eventually came and Sindre payed for both of us. I guess she does care. A little. Since the first time we've met she was nothing but a bad kid. While I was a straight A student, she was slacking off. She always got into fights, detention and never did her homework. I never had any friends because everyone always picked on me because i'd always follow the rules. One day when I was playing in the big toy at recess, I saw another girl alone and just sitting there. I thought mabe she needed a friend and I needed a friend so it was perfect!! I gathered up all my courage and walk over to her. "Hi!" I said smiling. "Hi." She said back with a fake smile. "Wanna play tag?" I said as she stood up. "Sure I guess." She said. "Tag! Your it!" And from there we always did things together. We'd go shopping, play truth or dare, text each other, tell secrets to ech other, even invite our other friends and play spin the bottle.~the next day~
The next day I decided not to go to school because I was still a little hurt about what Sindre told me yesterday.
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To be continued
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Self Harm (A Sad Highschool Story) {ON HOLD}
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl named Sindre who is currently going through depression and she think that self harm will end the voices in her head that tell her that she is the worst thing in the world and..... read the book to find out (this is actuall...