mockingbird ; h.s

year nine // ANSWER QUESTION AT END!

age: 14

who knew that someone so young, could have so many suicidal thoughts.

victoria constantly would think of different ways to do the deed. hanging herself, overdose, bleed out, take a leap. it was surprising on the many choices she has to chose from. this year has been the worst. people weren't as understanding as they used to be last year with her lack of words. everyday at school and sometimes after school, many students would bully her.

harry saw it happen, and he was usually the one to break it up. victoria was thankful, but never told him that. harry knew though from the look in her eyes whenever he would scare the bullies away from her.

victoria trudged out of bed, looking down at the floor as she walked to her closet to pick out her outfit for another dreadful day of school. a pair of dark grey skinny jeans and a crimson colored long sleeve shirt. she hated wearing short sleeved shirts to school, in fear of being judged because of her scars also. she designed it herself. she put the outfit on, along with her black vans. victoria walked to her vanity to do her makeup, picking up her eye liner and doing a thick line. she flicked it and put her mascara on, her pale skin not having any foundation color to fit her unique skin color.

the walk to school was terrible, being that she lived ten minutes away from her school. her headphones were in her ears, the song teen idle by marina and the diamonds ringing through her ears. out of no where victoria tripped, her knees colliding her the sidewalk beneath her. instantly she looked up to see what happened. of course it was joshua and his 'crew'.

"better be careful walking. it's pretty obvious you fail at it." joshua's group laughed at his stupid attempt to hurt victoria's feelings. it still made her heart break a bit, but it was nothing compared to what danny can do to her. he, on the other hand, got physical. victoria was trying to hold back a comment, just like she usually does. it gets harder every time, though. so many comebacks she had up her sleeve and she couldn't even use them.

"yeah, and you also fail at your makeup." larry, one of the group members, said making the group laugh. victoria couldn't hold back the comment she wanted to say, letting it slip past her lips.

"kind of like how your dad's condom failed and made such an asshole?" the group was shocked, not used to victoria even trying to fight back. victoria quickly stood up, grabbing her phone and running to school. the group followed her, their longer legs making it easier to catch up to her.

harry was on the other side of the sidewalk, turning his head and seeing victoria being chased. he squinted his eyes in anger, running after them. as soon as he was close enough to reach joshua, harry grabbed the back of his shirt, causing joshua to stop and crash into harry. his eyes went wide in fear when he saw how angry harry looked.

"what were you doing to her?" harry asked, his voice deeper than usual. joshua gulped, looking over at a panting and scared victoria.

"n-no. we were just playing around. you can ask her, she will agree." harry looked over at victoria, who's eyes were wide at the sudden attention. with a raise of his eyebrows, harry silently asked if it was true. victoria nodded, pouting afterwards at the lie. she really wanted to tell harry it was all a lie and watch him beat the crap out of the small group of boys. watch them suffer, groan in pain, watch the bruises form on their skin..

harry didn't believe her, but let joshua go anyway.

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after school victoria started her walk home, clutching her black binder to her chest. the air around her was a bit nippy, but it didn't bother her. it was refreshing being that she just left gym. a voice behind her called, making her turn around to see who it was. danny stood there, a smirk on his face as he started to approach her. victoria gulped, looking down at her binder that was covered in stickers and quotes she wrote with sharpie marker.

"hey, darlin'." he said, his slightly taller height making him even scarier in victoria's eyes. victoria didn't answer, like usual. it bothered victoria knowing that she could not answer. she wanted to tell danny to, 'fu.ck off.' but she never would. it could cause her to feel a lot of pain.

"i tried to talk to you in the halls, but your stupid curly haired friend just wouldn't let me. too bad, we could have had such a," danny stopped talking to give victoria a smirk, twirling a piece of her hair in his hand. "nice conversation." victoria swallowed the lump in her throat, pulling the binder even closer.

"want me to leave you alone, or make you regret not talking to me? speak if you want me to leave." victoria looked up with wide eyes, wanting to speak so badly. her mouth opened, ready to speak but no words escaped. danny chuckled, but stopped quickly to grab victoria's shirt and push her to the ground, her back making contact with the hard cement. the wind was knocked out of her for a few seconds.

danny's foot made contact with victoria's side, making her groan in pain. kick after kick, victoria laid there. taking all of this pain without a fight. that is all she will ever do, take the pain.

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harry was walking home from school after detention when he saw something near the bushes, making him tilt his head in confusion. harry jogged over to it to get a closer look. his eyes went wide when he saw it was victoria, just laying there. her eyes were opened, she was just looking at the sky.

"uh- you okay there?" harry asked, not knowing that under the thin material of her shirt were already-formed bruises and cuts. victoria nodded, sitting up and holding back the whimper threatening to escape her lips. harry had a small feeling that victoria was lying, but didn't want to say anything. victoria walked home, leaving harry behind to follow. victoria was a bit mad at harry, if that was even right. usually danny would only last one minute before harry would show up and come to save victoria. when victoria arrived, her mother was asleep on the couch with a half empty bottle of vodka in her hand.

"typical." victoria muttered to herself. victoria only talked to herself, as crazy as it sounds. it was better than talking to anyone else. victoria waked up to her room, whimpering at the pain in her side. and stomach. she sat on her bed, digging into her pillow case and pulling out the small box.

"hello, best friend." she whispered, opening the box and taking out the old, bloody blade. pulling up her sleeves, she began to press the blade to the already scarred skin, dragging it to create a line of blood. "you never fail to bring joy to me.."

harry plopped down onto his bed, closing his eyes to try and get ready of the sight he saw. when victoria stood up when he found her, her sleeve rolled up, exposing her scars. harry never wanted to see those scars again, nor did he want them on her beautiful skin. harry cringed at the thought of her dragging a blade across her skin.. blood dripping onto her carpet.. if only he knew that while he was thinking of this terrible thought, it was happening in victoria's room.

that night harry had a nightmare.

he was walking on a beach, it was very windy. harry didn't know why he was on a beach this late at night, but it was relaxing. looking up at the sky, he saw something that caused his heart to drop. standing at the top of the large rocks was victoria, her feet at the edge.

'victoria, no!' harry screamed, running to the rocks to try and save her some how. it was too late though, victoria's body fell forward, falling in slow motion. it seemed like her body was moving as light as a feather, the white dress she wore flowing in the wind. her hair was everywhere and if it wasn't for the situation harry would describe victoria as breathtaking.

"don't mourn.. rejoice." were her last words before she faded into a pile of dust in mid-air, the dust being a bright blue compared to the darkness of the sky.

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hi guys! so i have a question and this is all up to YOU!

should victoria die, or live?

don't worry! i want your opinion first before any decision is made. thank you!

~ A xx