My teenage life (Riker Lynch/ Life Fanfic)

Chapter 18: Twitter.

A/N: Aghhh This story is getting intense!!! Please Vote and Comment! XOXO ~ Kennedy 

I checked Twitter... and instantly shut my phone off.. I seen the hate and I didn't want to deal with it.. I seen one comment standing out the most it was saying "Your not good enough for Riker and you know it, he'll be with me someday" I slid down the wall and sat on the floor.. My head was in my lap... Me.. sitting alone in that bathroom crying.. with no one there to help me. Or even talk to me... I just sat there until someone came in.. i whipped my tears off... Ugh my mascara was running... I stood up and got a napkin to wipe it off... looking in the mirror.. thinking in my mind... I'm not good enough for him.. am I... I closed my eyes for a second and walked out not saying a word to the fan. I just want to go home.. I miss my mom I just miss sitting on that street.. seeing the Lynch's playing basketball... If I would of never walked out of that door.. I wouldn't know them.. I'm destroying everything.. i'm taking everyone off track... I went into the dressing room... grabbing Rydel's makeup bag.. redoing my makeup and then I seen... a razor.. I broke it and grabbed one blade out.. i can't believe what i'm about to do. 

I took it and cut my wrist.. it hurt so much but I felt relieved... I washed my wrist up and walked out.. my wrist was stinging so much but I kept the tears in... I went to get a sweatshirt to cover my cuts... and walked out.... I looked like a mess... I have crutches a broken ankle.. and now the newest addition... cuts on my wrist... I know they'll be dissapointed... I don't really care right now.. It helped me... that's all that mattered. I walked out running into Ratliff... Oh sorry I said and tried getting away... but he noticed I was crying. Hey Ken are you okay? Yah i'm fine... Thanks... I walked off and just went outside to sit down.. i needed some air everything is getting to me... my past is and it's hitting me hard... great they'll think i'm like emo if I show them what i did. Or put me into a mental hospital... UGH.. I just sat out there.. singing Say you'll Stay... hearing Riker's voice in my head.. his voice didn't even make me feel better at this point. I got up brushing myself off... but then someone called my name... I heard Isabel... I went up to her... and said Hey what's up? Acting like nothing happened... Hey Kenny... why are you out here? Um.. I just needed air.. I felt sick.. i was totally lying.. well okay.. if you want to come in you can... we're just in the break room. I said Okay and went to sit back down. 

Izzy's POV: 

I knew something was up.. I knew she was lying about something... she looked so horrible... she looked liked she was crying.. well I mean I see why she was.. because of the broken ankle incident... but I knew something was up... I went back inside... to tell Stormie... she said she'll deal with it.. and walked out. 

Kennedy's POV: 

I sat here... just looking out into the distance... looking at all the lights... it was cold.. but I didn't care... I seen Stormie coming over here... Hi I say looking out at the lights.. Hey sweetheart... what's wrong? I looked at her... Everything I said in a empty voice... She looked at me.. what do you mean Everything? I looked to the ground... This is a dissaster... The fans hate me.. they broke my ankle Mom... they did... okay I got slapped for no reason... I'm not good enough for Riker... I seen everything the fans have said to me... They said I wasn't good enough for him..and he'll leave me for them... I'm thinking of the past... and everything is overwhelming me... I rolled my sleeves up... showing her my cuts... Do you see what I had to do.. to stop the pain... She looked at me with worried eyes... she got up... and said she was dissapointed in me... Why did I have to cut.... I look up at her... this was the only thing I could think of... Hun.. The past is the past.. stop living in it! I CANT STOP LIVING IN IT BECAUSE THATS ALL I HAVE OKAY THESE FANS HATE ME AND YOU KNOW IT... WHAT FAN SLAPS AND BREAKS A ARTIST ANKLE.. I yelled... she walked away and walked back into the venue.. I got up... And chased after her.. it kind of was hard because I can't run in crutches... Stormie.. I'm sorry... I tell her... she looks back... I have tried everything.. but you keep looking in the past.. great now you hate me.. I said while turning and walking to the dressing room... Kenny... I don't... just trust me... She walked away. While I walked into the dressing room.. pulling my sleeves down. I need to get out of here. But how?