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Chapter 18 | Best Friends and Hate Comments

A/N so loves this chapter is not going to have any drama in it because I'm still thinking of ideas for that part but I was feeling this at the moment.                           

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"@jennaliddell is so ugly. why do people even like her?"

"Ha she can't even sing. Nice try honey"

"She so fat ill."

"Jess and Leylah are so much prettier then her and they're younger. Why are they even friends with that pig?"

"If she died I honestly wouldn't care. The world would be better without her anyway."

Those were the tweets under the trending hashtag #hatetojenna.

I was sitting there in my spandex wearing Hayes' sweatshirt hugging my pillow, fresh warm tears down my face. On my phone was a picture of me, Leylah and Jess, my only safe havens besides Hayes at this point, on the beach. And as much as I tried to convince myself otherwise those girls were exactly right. Leylah and Jess were gorgeous and I was well... me.

I was alone in the hotel room. Madison went who knows where and Hayes was with the guys. I would call Leylah or Jess or one of the girls. But I didn't want to bother them as always. I'm just a drag anyway. I'm the one that always walks in the back when there's no room on the sidewalk. The one no one actually likes. The one no one cares about or pays attention to. The one everyone gets tired of. And no matter how many times some one tries to tell me other wise. I'll be the one to know the truth. I'm worthless. At one point Hayes is going to realize how horrible I am and leave me. Same with Leylah, and Jess. Brandon already stopped talking to me lately. So did Emma. Because I'm not as pretty as Acacia Brinley or Madison Beer. I'm not as popular or nice or loved like Bethany Mota or Zoella. I'm just me. Unwanted and Unloved.

~hayes' pov~

I walked in to my room and saw Jenna sitting on our bed hugging her pillow and crying.

"Baby what's wrong?" I asked sitting on the bed next to her.

She simply pointed to her phone and I immediately got the message. I grabbed her phone and read the tweets growing angrier and angrier after every single one.

"Babe listen to me. Everything they're saying is wrong. Youre beautiful, you're not fat."

"Hayes you don't have to lie to me. I know what they're saying is true. Look, one day you're gonna stop caring about me, and realize how worthless I-" I crashed my lips onto hers and pulled her onto my lap by her waist.

"Listen to me, you are beautiful do you understand that? And I love you. Anyone telling you different is lying understand?"

"Okay..." she said barely whispering.

"Hold on I'll be right back" and with that I walked out the door to the two people I know could help her.

~leylah's pov~

"Okay first of all, that bitch is fake as hell like I'm going to slap her its not even funny. She is so-" I was interrupted by a knock at the door. Jess got up and opened the door and to our surprise it was Hayes.

"Hey what's up?" Jess said.

"I need you to come to my room. Jenna's crying and-"

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO JENNA!" I asked walking to the door.

"I didn't do anything! She's crying because she got hate okay? And people said stuff about how you guys shouldn't be friends with her because you're prettier and better and blah blah blah."