Sequel to; Broken- An Adopted By Jizzie Fanfiction.
Callie is back, and trying to pick up the pieces. Of course, this is a Fanfiction, so get ready for some drama, including love, hate, tears, and joy!
#Callie's P.O.V# "She's sending me to a boarding school. She wants to 'fix' me. It won't work, I promise. I'll sneak my phone in, we can text. You can keep me the way I am." Amelia says.
My mouth hangs open on shock. I hang up the phone, nearly throwing it across the room, but remembering at the last second that it's Lizzie's phone. So, instead, I throw the dry erase board across the room.
(In case you're wondering, the dry erase board looks like this:
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So it's not really big, but it's not really small either)
It hits the wall, but doesn't break, weirdly, considering how hard I threw it.
I hear footsteps running, then my door wings open to reveal Lizzie and Joel.
"What happened?" They ask in a panic.
Lizzie glances at the board that I threw, she walks over and picks it up, handing it back to me.
I erase it, writing; Sorry Afterwards.
"Okay, what happened?" Joel asks.
'So, it was going good, until she told me that her aunt is sending her to a boarding school in a few months, to try to change who she is.'
Lizzie gasps. "For real? That bi-" but gets cut off by Joel.
"She's rude."
"Yeah." Lizzie agrees.
I sigh, laying back and turning on my side, facing away from them.
"Callie..." Joel tries to comfort me, but I scoot away.
Why do I have to be on earth? Why can't this happen to someone else. I hate this. I hate life. Everything is failing.
"We're going to give you time alone, okay Callie?" Lizzie says. I nod. My bedroom door opens, then closes. And for the rest of the day, I don't leave my room.
I know I'll have to tomorrow, I'll be going back to school.
***TEH NEXT DAY***
I wake up, slowly rolling out of bed.
This is going to suck. Nobody at the school knows about what happened to me, or that Amelia left, so I'm going to probably get bullied twice as bad.
I get ready then grab my backpack to leave, but then get struck with realization that Amelia won't be there to help me. She won't be able to help with my panic attacks at school, she won't be able to tell the bullies to go away, she won't be there to walk me to school. She won't be there.
I freeze once I get to the door. I physically can't move. I feel like my feet are plastered to the ground, and if I move any inch of my body, I could die.
