Kate's POV
"Hello Kate?" I heard Lauren
"Huh" I said noticing we were on the bus and I was sitting on a booth thingy in the front area of the bus.
"Are you okay?" Lauren asked
"Not really." I stated while I felt hot tears beginning to stream down my face. I turned away before Lauren could see them.
"Where's the bathroom?" I asked hurriedly
"Right there,but-" I didn't let her finish
I ran into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, sliding down the door finally letting all my tears fall. Why did I have to let myself think about him? I wonder if he's looking for me? Not that he actually cares, all I'm good for is a punching bag and a slave. Why are they even being nice to me, they don't know me? I could be a psycho or something. He always said no stranger would treat me nicely because I look like a freak and act like one. I should just leave. But I can't because of my injuries. Why did I have to walk down that alley. I am stupid, he was right. Everything he said about me was right
"Dammit!" I yelled a little to loud causing the girls to start knocking.
"Sorry I um forgot I hurt my ankle and I went to stand up." I yelled out
"Do you want one of us to come in there and help?" I heard Dinah ask
"No, I'll be right there." I responded with my voice cracking
"Ok yell if you need us." She said
I got up and realized that I can't remember where I put my bag. Ugh let me go out and look.
"Do you know where my bag is?" I asked all of them
"Yeah, here you go." Ally said while trying to pick it up and dropping it on the floor
"Wow that's heavy." She said nervously laughing
"Um yeah, can I um... do you.....-"
I was cut off by Camila
"I'll show you the bunk you can stay in we can talk in the morning if you prefer-" I cut her off now
"No it's fine and yeah I guess we can talk tomorrow." I said
Why did I tell her we can talk? I don't talk to anybody about my problems really. I mean I'm a big fan of theirs but I really don't know them. Ugh whatever. I crawled into the bunk Camila showed me and sat in it looking throug my bag for some pj's. Since the clothes I'm currently in are dirty. while I was changing I looked at my body in almost disgust at all the scars on it and bruises. It was ugly just like the rest of me. Especially the lines on my wrist that I cover up with thick bracelets. God I'm fat. Ewwww. My father always told me I need to lose weight because no one likes you if your fat. At least that's what he used to say. Sometimes he would lock me in my room for like an entire day to help me lose weight. Whatever. I continued getting changed into my pj's. I put my backpack at the end of the bunk and took out my phone. I saw I had lots of missed calls from my friend Sydney. I'll call her tomorrow for now I'll try to sleep. And with that last thought I closed my eyes and drifted off.
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A/N
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