Time skip to farther in the school year when Y/n is very close to being pushed over the edge.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Right now I am walking home, by myself because Sam and Colby didn't wait for me. I feel very uncomfortable, like someone is watching me. Maybe I'm just paranoid, I don't know. I looked in the trees, in front of me, behind me, everywhere, and I didn't see anybody.
So I'm about half way home, I can finally hear someone's foot steps behind me. I stoped and turned around as fast as I could, the person bumped into me. Wow they were that close? I fell to the ground, I then looked up. Low and behold, the Bitch, Rylee.
"Watch where you're going, fat ass."
"I'm not the one who bumped into myself was I? *gasp* I wasn't, it was you." After I said that he kicked me in the chest. I got the wind knocked out of me.
"Haven't I told you before, to not talk back to me!"
"I don't. Care." He kicked me again, this time harder in the side.
"Stop talking! You're just asking to get beaten aren't you!?"
"Oh, wow~, I didn't realize that now did I? This just gives me another reason to kill myself, doesn't it?" This made him think for a few moments.
"Man I hope you kill your self, so I don't have to kill you myself."
"If I leave a suicide note, and a list of people who made me do it, you'll be questioned by the police." He kicked me again, in the stomach, multiple times.
"I swear to god if you do that and you live thru the attempt, I'll kill you myself."
"Then you'd just go to jail, Bitch."
"What'd you just say to me!?!"
"Nothing, now leave me alone before someone actually calls the cops, unless you want to get caught?"
"Shit I forgot. I'll see you later, fat ass." After he was done talking he ran away. I got up and dusted myself off. Man I wish someone would've actually called the cops, that just proves no one cares. I then start walking home, again.
As soon as I got home my mom told me to clean the house. Why does she ask if she knows I'm going to do it wrong anyways. I always do it wrong even if I do exactly what she tells me.
In the middle of rearranging the living room for her she stopped me.
"Wrong, wrong, WRONG, ITS ALL WRONG."
"What, am I doing wrong." I asked calmly.
"EVERYTHING, THIS GOES OVER THERE, AND THAT GOES OVER THERE. Oh yeah right, you're doing everything wrong because you're a fuck up."
"What do you mean I'm a fuck up?"
"I'm saying that you were a mistake, a screw up, I know I should've put you up for adoption."
"Then why don't you?!"
"Who else would clean this house!?"
"YOU, WHY CANT YOU DO ANYTHING, WHY DO YOU ALWAYS YELL AT ME, IM ALWAYS DOING SHIT WRONG, WHY CANT YOU DO IT IF I ALWAYS DO IT ALL FUCKING WRONG?!?!"
"G-"
"NO LET ME TALK FOR MYSELF THIS ONE TIME. WHY DO YOU HATE ME? WHAT DID I EVER DO WRONG TO MAKE YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SHIT!"
"You. You made your dad break up with me. You RUINED my happiness. You RUIN everything. You know what I'm starting to think?"
"What."
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And this was part one to chapter 18 this just came to my mind and I started to type sooooo
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