Chapter sixteen

540 4 0
                                    


Chapter sixteen

I went to my math class and my chemistry class without anyone telling me anything. I get my book for history and head to class. As I am walking I pass by Shawn. He smiles at me and continues walking.

I don't really know what he is up to. He knows that I am with Matthew. He has to.

I walk into class and take my seat in the back of the room. I open my book to the page we are on. Hayley walks into the class and gives me one of the dirtiest looks you can ever see. She sits right next to me, along with the other blond and brunette.

"Did you tell him to do it?" Hayley asks me, "Break up with me? You know, Cameron was the best thing that ever happened to me. And you just come and take him away."

"I'm not taking him away." I say softly. I look at her and I see her crying.

"You bitch." She chokes out. The bell rings and class begins. After 45 minutes or so, class is over. I get out of class and walk to my locker to get ready for English.

"What's up Waltz?" I hear someone say. I assume it's one of the boys and turn around. It's not. Standing in front if me is a boy with a varsity jacket on and two girls beside him.

"She's dating Matt. I saw her kissing him this morning." One of the girls says.

"He looked like he was in pain when he was with her." The other girl says.

"I don't think she knows how pathetic she is, Gray." A girl says. The bit smirks and walks closer to me. His hands grab my arms and they push me against the lockers.

"It's time you figured out where you belong." The boy says and begins the beating. After a minute a crowd gathers and start yelling out at me to fight back. I can't.

Where is Matthew?

The five minute bell rings and the crowd descends and the three that were beating me leave me alone. I am left curled up in a ball on the floor against the lockers. The bell marking the start of class rings and I don't bother to get up.

I finally do and walk, with a limp, to the bathroom. I let everything come out. I cry and stare at myself in the mirror. I can't take this anymore. Matthew can't save me. No one can. These damn happy pills sure don't work.

Saved By YouWhere stories live. Discover now