Some of these are going to be really short O.o sowwy
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Chapter three:
When the bell rings for the end of the day I sit next to Ryan who was already on the bus. We exchange hellos and I slip in my headphones, putting on the loudest music possible. I didn't miss Gavin coming on the bus and sit in the seat right next to me in the other aisle.
His eyes were trained to my figure as his best friend Brent came up and sat next to him. Even with my music on max I could hear them talking.
"Dude! What happened between you and Mandy?" he asked, curiosity in his voice but I could tell his heart went out for Mandy's side.
"She cheated on me. I broke up with her." Gavin sounded almost emotionless again.
I still feel bad for Mandy. She deserved better. Brent's mind burst through mine and I growled in anger. I saw Ryan look over at me and as I got up I couldn't help but call out to Brent. She always told me how he never really seemed to care, and how when they were together he wouldn't do much with her.
"Hey Brent," I waited for him to face me, and I gladly punched him square in the nose. "Next time, don't be such an ass to your friends." Why did his bestfriend care more about Mandy, and not his friend, it was just so infuriating.
He clutched his bleeding nose and cursed at me, "What's your problem? You bitch!"
Gavin and I locked eyes for a split second and I remembered the reason I started hating him, I frowned, it was such a stupid reason too but I still felt hurt.
"Whatever." I sighed and sat back down in my seat. I couldn't help but listen in on Gavin's thoughts, why would she do that for me...? Because I like you. I answered secretly.
Ryan looked at my funnily and turned back towards the window. Something was definitely off with his scent and his look. But I couldn't tell what.
The bus stopped and Ryan and I got off, said goodbyes and parted ways. The song GoodBye by secondhand serenade came into my mind and I looked up into the eyes of Gavin before the bus passed by.
This day just seemed to be too much. I felt alone, like always. I'd never have someone like me again. I had left all the people that were like me to protect them, and it wasn't safe for them. All I cared about was gone, and now I'm all alone. Human friends meant the world to me but I couldn't go to them for my kind of pain and fear. Im a freak and no one would understand me, theyd probably run in fear or laugh at me for sounding crazy.
My eyes stung and I entered the house and went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. Just like the other times, I took off my jacket and leaned against the counter. I looked at the knife and quickly swiped it against my skin and watched blood pour out. It's weird I don't know why I liked doing it, all I knew was I did and I couldn't help it sometimes. Most people would talk about it but not me, I don't talk about anything.
Soon the skin started to heal and the cut disappeared like nothing had happened except a scar that ran down my arm like the rest. The blood on the counter got cleaned up like the rest and I went outside feeling numb, trying to keep the pain from the cut in my mind but failing.
I cried freely for all my friends, and the family I wished I had again. The ones I helped save.
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