The Dying Girl ✔ {Slowly Editing}

Chapter 14: Perfect Blend

(Picture of Mia In Media Box)

Recap: Chapter 11

"Desperate, fake, bitches like you don't deserve happiness." She says slapping me. At least she knows that I don't deserve happiness. I spit into her face right when she started to talk again and laughed.

She immediately moves away from me and spits. She looks at me disgusted and angrily.

"For that, little bitch, you have this coming." She says. She kicks me in the rips and knocks the breath out of me. She keeps on kicking me until she hears a couple of sickening cracks and smiles in accomplishment.

I'm still trying to get my breath back but it hurts so bad. Trying once more, I start to cough up blood.

"Suck my balls!" I mumble quietly. She laughed and smiles.

"Abe's last words from The Walking Dead, I like." She smiles patting my face. She then kicks me in the chest, causing me to finally scream out in pain and I start to see black dots. I start to fall unconscious, lastly seeing that gentle, innocent smile on her face and Jason?

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Jason's POV

"Come on dude, we're late," Ash said scowling. I roll my eyes and look at him.

"You can go if you want if being late is so important to you," I said bored of his complaining. I really want to slap him in the head with a shoe. He frowns even more and walks off.

He literally just left me. I pout when Mason starts to trail behind him. He laughs and waves at me.

"Bye, bitch."

Asshole.

Shaking my head at him, I continue my way back to the locker room. I forgot to grab my bag so I had to march all the way back to basically the other side of the school.

I groan obnoxiously thinking about the fact that I even had to go. School is filled with kids who think everybody owes them something. Kids who get bullied just because they talk different or is too much of a 'nerd'.

I hate how people seem to always treat others poorly just because they have a lower popularity status. That's just plain out fucking idiotic to me.

Why won't they just treat people with fucking respect, damn?

I take a deep breath, calming myself down a bit. Every time I just think about school and the people here just pisses me off and makes me want to go home crying like a little baby, but the only reason I'm still here is that of Mia.

She has a kind heart and an amazing soul. Magnificently good looking also but that is incidental. Looks fade for everyone so girls personality and character have to shine through to keep my attention.

But Mia has this perfect blend of shyness and confidence. She doesn't realize how beautiful she is which ironically makes her even more attractive. Just spending time in her company is like speeding in a car on a track that you hope will never end. It's exhilarating, hugely dangerous, and in equal parts joyous and painful.

Most importantly though, my heart beats faster when I see her than its ever beaten before and now that I think about it, I realize that I'm hooked.

Though my feelings are strong for her, being diagnosed with cancer for the second time, losing her two best friends, her dad dying, her mother hating her because she thinks, even her, that it was her fault in a way, is the hardest thing I can possibly ever imagine happening to anyone I know.