Bullied by the Boys (26MGMT) Fanfiction

Thirty-eight

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Hazel's POV

Yay! I get out of the hospital today! I tweeted... "Yay! No more hospital food! This girl is goin home😏👍"

And I made a vine...
"OMG going home thanks for your love and support BYE POTATOES"

Lol that was a suckish vine but ayeeee people will buy any crap nowadays 😂.

So it's actually a Friday and I don't have school right now. We had an FBI lockdown one day but none of the teachers ever said why... But anyway my school closed down for the end of the year instead. We just have to go back earlier next year and end it a bit later. Sucks for me because the seniors just get to go right to college and don't need to make up school. They have to do summer finals though. I would rather have that instead.

When I got home I saw my brother. He didn't even bother to look at me.

"Mom why is 'that' in our house"

"Nicholas show some respect to your sister" my mother said

"How could anyone respect her?"

"Nicholas that is enough. One more out of you and your grounded"

"I don't care. She knows she is worthless"

"NICHOLAS SMITH GO TO YOUR ROOM, GIVE ME YOUR PHONE AND DONT COME DOWN UNTIL DINNER IS READY. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"

"Whatever" he handed his phone to my mom while I just stood there. Right when he passed me he looked at me in the eye, deep into my soul and said "next time you cut, I hope you die"

And he meant it...completely.

I followed behind him to my room and got out my makeup bag. I just can't do this anymore. No Hazel, stop thinking that way.

But literally, I can't do this. I wish I was back home like the good ole days hanging out with Tay and Courtney.

I wish they were still with me, but since they aren't I only have one friend, the blade.

This time I cut very very deep, too deep. Oh my gosh I was bleeding a lot. I had to go back to the hospital. My stomach still hurt but this was more serious.

I yelled, "MOM! IM GOING OUT FOR A BIT" As my arm gushed.

I couldn't really feel my arm. It was really bad. I started to get dizzy.

Shut up and drive, shut up and drive, I told myself.

The doctors stitched me up and I begged them not to tell my parents. Aghhhh they said they only had to tell them if I was staying over night WHICH I wasn't.

I got back home and as soon as I stepped inside, I ran right to my room to throw a hoodie on so I could cover my bandages.

"Mom I'm not hungry right now. I think I'm going right to bed" I hollered.

"Okay have a good night" she replied.

As I lie in bed, I think to myself "does Nash still think about you?" hahahahhaha no...

ZZZZzzzzzzᶻᶻᶻᶻᶻᶻᶻ I was tired...I slowly....drifted....off