I woke with a start.
January 22nd. The day I've been dreading has finally arrived.
365 days ago, he had said the words that's been haunting my sleep ever since. A whole year had passed since he said: "Erick I'm sorry. I don't think we're meant for each other."
There's not been a day ever since that I didn't miss him; not been a night when I didn't cry that he'd left with him: Joseph. The one who had first introduced the two of us. The one who had seemed the most supportive of our relationship. The one who knew how much he'd meant to me.
And yet, he stole him.
Now, looking back at it 365 days later, the pain wasn't as bad and the tears didn't leak. But still, I think of myself as the pathetic girl who can't get over a guy. Why can't I? He had moved on hadn't he?
Looking around my room, I decided I needed to be stronger. I couldn't be that pathetic little girl who breaks down every time she sees a couple walking down a street looking happy. I couldn't keep picturing his face in my mind every day, hoping that he'd somehow come back to me because that obviously isn't happening anytime soon. Wait. Scratch out soon because he isn't coming back... EVER.
Getting out of my bed, I changed into a pair of black skinny jeans, purple shirt and white flats. I quickly brushed my teeth and ran out of the house before my parents could get me to eat any breakfast. I tried to clear my head of any bad memories and tried to focus on happier ones. I got inside my car and drove to school.
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I found a parking spot in the Senior parking lot. I wasn't so sure of what might happen today. I mean, considering the fact that I got dumped over a year ago. I know I shouldn't be depressed over the break up, but Jason meant a lot to me. He was the light to my soul.
I walked out of the parking lot and into school. I walked down the hallways and sighed. Looking at all the couples kissing makes me feel like I'm a loser. Everyone's so happy. I miss walking in the hallway, hand-in-hand with Jason. He always kept a smile on my face. We'd walk down the halls, him telling me everything will be alright.
My school didn't like homosexuals, but they didn't pay any mind to us since Jason was 'popular' and I was his boyfriend. Everything changed since the break up. I get picked on and I sometimes get slammed into lockers. When I was with Jason none of this happened.
Jeremiah Stoke, a guy who bullies me, tripped me. Him and a few of his friends laughed at me. I lifted myself off the ground. Jeremiah stopped laughing pushed me back onto the ground. I clutched onto my stomach and closed my eyes. Him and his friends started kicking me and they even spat on me.
I don't even know if the teacher's are even looking. I could've died right here and they wouldn't care. Not even the Principal. The kicking stopped and I didn't lift myself up this time. I knew they'd hurt me again if I did. The only thing I could do was lie there and wait.
"Wotcha doin' pansy, get up. Be a man. Or are you a lady?" he asked. I shook my head.
I just want this all to stop. I can't take this anymore. Why can't I just live a normal life without worrying about the bullies. I don't understand. I was never bullied when I was dating Jason. Why are they bullying me now? Is it because I'm not with him anymore and I'm defenseless without him?
I need to stop thinking about him. It will only make things worse.
"Get up you stupid faggot." he said and squatted down to where he could see my face better. "No one wants you here Erica. So do us all a favor and get out of here." he whispered in my ear. I couldn't cry. If I did, Jeremiah would terrorize me even more.
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How Long Is Forever [BoyxBoy]
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