The Perfect Accident

Chapter 3

3 days. 3 days is all it took to break me.

I sobbed on my bed as I scrolled through the awful tweets, and people's comments. When I went out in public and saw people from my school, they snickered or called me a slut.

I know what you're thinking. 'Why don't you just tell Jessica that you and Jacob don't have a thing?' but I tried to, she just didn't believe me. I even cried telling her that I just accidentally knocked into him, but she was still mad at me.

"Honey?" My moms says stepping into my room.

I don't respond, I just silently cry.

"I know it's hard, and this is awful, but you can't let it get to you. You're stronger than this."

"I know." I mumble into my pillow.

"What's this kids name?"

I couldn't tell her it was Jacob, because I didn't want to be found out to be that pussy telling her mom about being cyber bullied, which I was but still I didn't want to be bullied about more things.

"Michael Smith." I say softly.

"Well Michael Smith is an asshole."

I laugh because my mom usually doesn't cuss, unless she's really mad.

"Tell me if you need anything baby girl." She says kissing my head softly.

Once my mom left I immediately call Alexis.

"This is crazy." I say.

"It's crazy that you're calling me at one in the morning." Alexis says her voice raspy.

"I'm sorry I need someone to talk to."

"Please just let me sleep."

I was rather hurt by this comment.

"Are you okay?"

"No, I'm fricking not okay. Hale I'm getting shit too, and it hurts, bad. I'm done with this, I'm sorry I really am but I just can't talk to you anymore."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"You think it hurts?"

"Like a bitch."

"PUT YOURSELF IN MY FUCKING SHOES." I yell crying.

"I've got to go, I hope everything works out in your favor."

I hear the line click then go silent, I couldn't believe this. Even my best friend was leaving me.

I knew what I had to do, and I had to do it tonight.

***

I knock loudly on the Frays front door.

Luckily Jacob picks up, I could tell he wasn't asleep.

"Did you tell Jess?" He asks smiling.

"She didn't believe me, listen I am beyond sorry. I apologize, I don't know why you think this is my fault but I apologize. Please please take the tweets down."

"I'm sorry sweets it doesn't work like that."

"Take down the damn tweets!" I yell.

"Sh my families sleeping." He says sourly.

"Jacob Fray I'm doing with your shit stop acting like a 5 year old."

"Good night." Jacob muttered than slams door.

I never hated anymore as much as I did right now.

2 weeks later

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I looked at myself in the mirror, I wore a high waisted blue skirt with a white tank top, my hair was in loose curls down to my waist. I wore white converse to make the outfit more casual.

"You look stunning." My little sister Kayla says.

"So do you." I say looking at Kayla's outfit.

I was much happier, the tweets have stopped for now. But I'm still getting crap, but it's dying down. I was just in a much happier mood, Alexis is coming to the picnic but I refuse to talk to her.

"You know moms kind of going depressed." Kayla says sitting on my bed.

"Because of me?" I say casually still looking at my reflection.

"Yea, I don't think she's going to come to the picnic, she's a mess."

"What?" I say spinning around to face Kayla.

"She's been looking forward to this picnic for weeks." I say running a hand through my hair.

"I know, but take one look at her and you'll understand."

I leave my room and find my mom in her bathroom. Kayla was right, she was a mess, her hair frizzy and gross. She was typing something on her phone.

"Mom you have to go to the picnic!" I say as I enter the bathroom.

"Honey you look gorgeous!" Was all she could reply.

"Mom."

"I'm a mess Haley, it's okay I'll be fine here."

"Take a shower, blow dry your hair, do your makeup, then just wear that new outfit you bought. Then meet us at the picnic."

"Honey I'm not just physically gross, I'm pretty upset about the whole twitter thing. I'm thinking about telling the police or something."

"No no! It's cleared up, I'm happy! Michaels not tweeting things about me anymore. It's been 6 days since he's posted anything about me." I say using Jacobs fake name.

"Sweetie-" my mom starts but I interrupt her.

"I'm fine, I've never been happier." I say smiling proudly.

"I'll try and meet you at the picnic, but you better go with your dad before you're late."

"Thank you!" I say hugging her before leaving.

***

"I'm so fancy you already know!" My dad screams at the top of his lungs.

"Shut up! It's embarrassing enough that you're blaring the music." I say annoyed.

My dad frowns but continues to sing.

We pull into the parking lot are car blaring Fancy by Iggy Azalea.

Right as my dad shuts off the car I hop out to embarrassed to be seen with my dysfunctional family.

"See ya!" I yell over my shoulder.

"Come back and help with the food!" My dad yells.

I walk back to carry salad, pie, and sandwiches. As I start walking towards the park, a lady shouts my dads name.

"Lisa!" He shouts back.

He hurries up to her near the park, as I lag behind carrying the 3 trays of food.

"How are you?" My dad asks this Lisa girl.

"Wonderful! Oh here, I got this." She says taking the food my dad was carrying.

"Jake go take the food from the girl!" Lisa says smiling at me.

I smile back, I wonder if this was the guy in my grade.

I hope he's hot.

A tall figure jogs towards me, but I couldn't really see his face because the food is blocking most of my sight.

"I got it." A familiar friendly voice says, as he takes food from me.

I look up at the tall figure with a smile on my face to impress him.

As I look up at Jake, I knew I've seen this person before.

Jake was just a nickname, his real name was Jacob Fray.