Ch. 3

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   I woke up for the first time ever with a smile. I was actually looking forward to today.  I mean I know Andy and I are only friends-ish, but it feels great having someone there.  I got up and took a quick shower and got dressed. I wore shorts, a black Nirvanna shirt with a flannel over, and my all white Vans. I put on light mascara and concealer. I grabbed my blade and made a couple deepcuts and cleaned up.

  I made Sydney and mom breakfast and left the house as fast as I could. I left really early today so I figured I could stop by Bakers and Baristas, a really good lowkey cafe. This was my secret place. It used to bemine and my best friend, Ryoko, place. That is until she moved away. We still talk every so often but I feel like i'm losing her. God I miss her.

  I ordered my coffee and hung out with my earbuds in until I had to leave. I walked the rest of the way to school and went straight to my locker. My plan was to avoid Sydney at all costs. Since I was still somewhat early I grabbed my stuff and went to the library. In my rush to get there, of course, I ran into Andy.

  "Hey, i'm sorry. " I said quickly so I could leave. He gave me a funny look and I gave him a slight smile.  I kept walking and finally made it to the library, and apparently Andy did too because he came in shortly after me.

  "May I help you?" I asked harsher than I wanted to.

  "Well then. But I do want something actually, since you asked." Damn it.

  "Shoot." I said so he could continue.

  "Alright, so I was wondering, you're really good at English, and pretty much every other class, so do you think you can tutor me?" Hmm. Me tutor him?

  "I'm not sure if I can. I have to be home right after school."

  "Well I live next door, when Sydney isn't home just tutor me." He said as if it's actually that easy.

  "It's not that simple Andy.  You don't know..." I say quietly. He gives me a look as if to keep going but I knew I shouldn't. Not yet at least. I don't fully trust him yet.

  "Alright look, i'll tutor you, but only when I can. I want to help, but at the moment that's the best I can do." He nodded his head to say he understands and gives me a real, genuine smile which makes me smile. God what is he doing to me, and I barely know him.  He stared at me for the longest time and I was getting confused and self conscious.

  "Do I have something on my face?" I asked wiping my mouth. He started to laugh at me, which made me turn red.

  "No, you're perfect. I didn't know I couldn't just look at a beautiful girl." He said and winked at me. I smiled the slightest bit, trying not to show that I care. No one has ever said that to me before, at least not meaning it.

  I grabbed my stuff and started to walk out to my 1st period,  AP Chem. He started to follow me, which would not help me at all.

  "Andy can you maybe leave like after me. I'm not risking Sydney today. I'd rather not deal with her bullshit today." And with that I walked out and to Chem. My teacher, Mr. Bernal, who was still in his early 20's, was my favorite teacher. He was the only one who was actually nice to me.

  "Morning Mr. Bernal." I greeted giving a slight smile.

  "Morning Emma, how are you doing today?" He asked just like everyday, because he actually cares. He is also the soccer coach, and when things were good I played, but he knew something happened when I quit. To him, I was almost the daughter he had too young (hahaha). He knows I still do dance, but that's only because it's 6th period, and not after school a lot.

   "You know, still living. Although, sometimes I wish I wasn't." He gave me a worried look, but nodded solemnly. Believe it or not he actually knows. When I started showing up to practice with bruises, he put 2 and 2 together.

   "They still that bad huh? I know this sounds weird, but if you need, you could always stay at my house. You know you're like a daughter to me, I just hate seeing you so down and hurt. You deserve so much better."

  "Thanks Carlos, if I ever need it, I will. You're like the father who didn't leave me." I said kinda  sadly.

   The rest of the day went by pretty fast, and before I knew it I was at home, on the floor, bleeding pretty bad.

  "That's what you get ugly bitch. Now clean this shit up lazy ass slut." My mom said to me. I heard the door slam shut, but laid there on the floor for  bit. When I finally got up I was still bleeding, so I went up to my room to clean myself up. When I walked in, Andy was on the bed with wide eyes and a pale face, as if he saw a ghost. Shit. He knows.

  "I heard your mom yelling. What the fuck happened to you?"


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  Yo what up my bitches lol. I love y'all so much, more than you know. Thank you so much for all of your support, and I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while but hey. High School happens. I promise, I will most likely be updating more often so plz keep reading! lots of love <3


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