Dear Bully, (Brandon Rowland fanfiction)

Note #42

(Jamie's POV)

I woke up in the way morning to go back to my house. I sneaked some my stuff out of the house and I made sure I was quiet enough so mom and dad wouldn't hear me.

I got ready for the date with Sean. I was excited and nervous at the same time. We were going to get some dinner at a restaurant that sold burgers and fries. It turns out we ain't that fancy when it gets to a date.

Before I left Hunter's house, Brandon came in the room. "Where the fuck are you going?" , he asked.

"None of your business." "Just tell me, Jamie." "No, why do you want to know?" , I questioned. "It's Sean. Isn't it?" "Yes, it is. Do you got a problem with that?"

"Fucking slut."

"I know, Brandon!! I know that I'm a slut, a whore, a piece of shit, worthless, useless, and stupid! You don't have to fucking remind me everyday!!!"  , I yelled at him.

"Then why don't you fucking kill yourself!!!??? After all nobody will stop you!! They all want you dead and so do I!! Your parents hate you, they don't want you! I hate you!" , he shouted back. Well, I hate you too, Brandon.

I called an Über to take me to the restaurant where I was having the date. When I arrived, I paid the Über driver and went inside.

I checked in with the cashier. I then sat down at a empty table. I didn't see Sean anywhere. I was soon finding myself growing more anxious. Ugh,  what's taking him so long? I fiddled with my fingers and bit my lip. I texted Sean many times but he never answered.

It started pouring outside and I lost hope. I grabbed my things and left the restaurant. As soon as I was heading outside, I saw Sean making out with a girl in the corner under an umbrella. My heart suddenly hurt.

You might think that I must be used to getting heartbroken, but sadly, I'm still not. It never gets old.

Am I not good enough? I guess I'm not. I called an Über again to drive me back to Hunter's house.

As I got to Hunter's house, I had a small chat with the Über driver. He said that anything that is beautiful, people want to break. He told me this because I guess he had seen me crying. I really don't think that I'm beautiful.

I thanked him for his kind words before I left, even though I didn't believe what he was saying about me. I still felt heartbrokened at the thought of Sean not really loving me. I should've known that I was getting played all along.

But I can't just blame him. I was part of it, I was the one who let him in my heart. The one who was too stupid enough to think that he meant all of those words that can melt any girl's heart. The one who thought that he was the one who was going to make me a happy person. I got hopes up just to get set up.

I opened the door quietly and shutted  it, everyone was asleep so I didn't want to wake them up.

I was walking past the living room when I saw a lamp turn on. I stopped dead in my tracks. My back was facing the person.

"So, how did your date go with Sean?" , Brandon asked. I didn't respond. I just looked over at my shoulder and went upstairs to the bathroom.

I grabbed a blade that I had and started cutting my wrist. Pebbles of blood formed and it stung. It hurt but not as much as the words seeking deep into my head and my heart.

I cried and cried every time I made a cut. It wasn't because of the pain that was growing on my wrist, it was because I will always think of a bad memory on each cut I would make.

All of a sudden the bathroom door opened. It was...

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Cliffhanger!!!!! 😲💥
Who do you think It's going to be???

It's 3:30am and I don't know what I'm still doing up. I need a life.😐