Why me?

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Autumn's P.O.V.

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It's finally my turn to introduce myself, and I can't say I'm not nervous.

I walk up to the front of the room and look around .

"My name is Autumn, I'm 18 years old, I moved here from Holmes Chapel, England about 9 months ago, and I like to sing." I'm about to go back to my seat , but I'm interrupted by Mr. Ronald. I look and see Cameron raising his hand.

"Cameron, do you have a question for Autumn?"

"Yes, I do."

"Go ahead."

"In England, are they all as ugly as you?" he snickers. The whole class erupts with laughter.

"Settle Dow-" he is interrupted by the alarm on his desk going off signaling the class is now over. I walk over to my desk and grab my things. I walk out and see cameron talking to Jack and Jack ( weird I know). I walk over to him deciding to show him not to mess with me. Especially since my past has given me the ability to kick some ass.

"Listen hear dickhead , I don't appreciate being called ugly, I already have one voice in my head telling me worse things, I don't need another one. Don't think you can get away with this , you don't know me , so you can't judge me. And If you dare say one more thing about me, I will not hesitate to chop your tiny balls off , burn them, then pour the ashes in your motherfucking throat. This is not a threat this is a promise." I say through gritted teeth, poking my finger at his chest.

I look at his face and he seems scared at first , but then he smirks seeing he made me this angry.

"Wait , what happened?" Jack G. and Jack J. ask at the same time.

I turned to Jack J..

"Tell your cocky ass , shit face , motherfucking , friend , to shut his god damn bloody mouth ." I glare once again, before turning on my heels and walking away.

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After my little encounter with the dickwadd , I had went to my next class, and it was so fucking boring. I almost fell asleep. Then I went to my third class, which is music, and it was actually fun. Now it's my lunch break and I'm on my way to a small cafe I noticed on my way to music .

I try not to eat a lot because the voice of... him , is in the back of my head telling me that I'm too fat to ever be pretty. I don't know what I have to do to forget about him. I left for a reason.

To forget. Its not as easy as I thought.

I'm not even hungry anymore, I lost my appetite.

You shouldn't even have an appetite.

Bloody hell, when is he just gonna leave me alone?

I groan and pull my hair in frustration, trying to get that voice out of my fucking head. I'm so fucking done right now, I wish I was dead so I didn't have to listen to that voice. The voice I once thought loved me. That was the biggest mistake of my life. My thoughts are cut off by my phone ringing. It's unknown , I answer anyways.

*Hello?*

*Did you miss me?*

I hung up with wide eyes. I quickly went to the restroom , and locked myself in a stall. And cried . I cried because even after I bought a new phone , got a new number, moved across the world, he still managed to find me.

I know what your thinking, he didn't find me, he just called. He has connections, he can track my exact location now. He can find me.

For the rest of the day , I don't bother leaving the stall. I stay curled up in a ball , crying until I get a text from Liz saying that she is gonna get a ride from Jack . It's now 1pm.

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My family was really messed up and still is. My parents were always either drunk or high. My two older brothers were in a gang. I can't judge them because I was in that gang. It was a huge gang. In that gang was Jake.

The monster that I used to love. Everything was fine in the beginning. Soon Jake began being obsessed with the idea of us having sex. I on the other hand wasn't a fan of the idea. We would have a fight everyday about it. One night he was drunk. He beat me , then raped me.

He began doing this on a daily basis, but the problem was he wasn't drunk those times. He would call me fat, ugly, worthless, a bitch, and I would believe him. My brothers , found out after 6 months. 6 months of being beaten, and raped. They got in a huge fight. The gang split into two sides.

Jake being the leader of one, and my oldest brother Andy, being the leader of the second one. Andy didn't think I was safe in England , so he payed for me and Liz's college here. Of course Liz knew everything. She was in the gang too. And now here I am crying in a bathroom stall.