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Chapter 30 (E)

Abigail POV

Today was the day that I do the speech in front of the people who actually agreed into doing it by Taylor asking them. I am feeling so many emotions right now. But for some reason I feel very lonely, and I might know why. It could have been because it has been about a week since Giselle has moved here and went to the school, but I have barley talked to her at all. I know I have Alice now, but she is still a new friend and I don't have the same connections with her like I do with Giselle.

She is now always hanging out with the popular girls, talking, laughing, and eating with them. But I can't blame her about that though. I already knew since she was a very pretty girl that they would want her to join in with them. But I bet you, you guys are wondering why I don't tell her to stay away from them, cause of what they did to me. Well that is a simple answer, I was too soft and close minded to notice. Giselle is way smarter than me, so I trust her decisions.

I also noticed something weird about her too. When we walk by each other either it be in the halls or at lunch she pretends to not notice me but once she feels that I can't see her (in which I still can) She would stare at me walking away with such a sad face, looking like she wanted to say something to me.

But I decided to not talk to her, so I just went on my way and figure out the plan to fix anything I need to. If she didn't want to be part of my life, then so be it. I don't need her to be in my life either. I still love her and everything and she will saws be a part of my life, but only in my past life.

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After school ended, Taylor texted me saying how he told the misfits to wait in the cafeteria after classes were done. As I read the note coming out of my last period class I felt the nervous go up inside me. I thought, "Am I ready? Am I seriously going to do this? Will it work, or would it just be a waste of time for both sides."

I kept on thinking negatively until I realized that I was left alone in the hallways just standing there like an idiot. I looked around and down at my phone one more time and saw that I was still on time to getting there, luckily.

So, I waited a few minutes to calm myself down a little and walked to the cafeteria.

I walked there slowly, taking one step like I was walking on egg shells, and each step making me even more nervous. I knew though I had to cut the bullshit about being nervous, this was a very serious thing that I needed so much courage to do.

Once I got to the door and opened it, everyone turned to face me. So many eyes just looking at me in shock, disgust and everything in between. I slowly walk down the middle as people parted ways to let me through and I finally got to a table and climbed it until I was standing on the top, so everyone can see me. No one made a sound, I don't know why though, in fact I was expecting a bunch of boos, but I guess they are still shocked to see me.

"Um, so......as you guys might now I'm Abigail." I slowly started.

"Of course, we know, the rapist of the school, hoe." I heard someone yell, and I ignored that and continued talking.

"So, I asked Taylor to help me and get you guys here to quickly talk to you guys about something I really need your help on." I said as I looked around at all the different people surrounding me. Some with different facial features and others that chooses to express their interest out on their sleeves.

"And why the fuck should we trust a traitor and spy of the populars." the girl in front of me asked.

"Well sweetie, I was just about to get to that, so would you mind just shutting your pie hole up and let me speak." I said with a smile as I over looked the crowd again and took one last breath and started saying my purpose. "All the rumors, bulling, and insults that have been happening to us by the populars and I know, you all know that too. And I need your help to fight against the populars, so we could finally be of equal to them and not lower than them."

"And why should we help you? You are the one who keeps flipping from side to side the most." I heard someone call out from somewhere.

"Well random person who yelled, I have my story on that. Not even my closest friends know about this, they did not know my real reason in why I left the populars. I have been manipulated by them my whole school life, molested, abused, and even raped my them. I didn't want to tell anyone because who would even give a shit. They will just say, oh it was my fault anyways so that's what you get. Who in their fuckin mind would want to get raped, have you ever stopped and think that." I said getting a little too worked up and having tears form in my eyes when I felt a tap on my leg and saw Taylor there smiling and encouraging me and giving me support, even though I know he was as shocked as everybody else.

"But anyways that is beside the point. I want to help you guys, since I really have no future in this school already, so I want you guys to at least have a chance if you really want it." I ended my speech and stepped off the table.

But reality struck, and everyone just went on their way and out of the cafeteria not even trying to think about the speech. They didn't care, they don't want to do work when they don't know if it is certain. That is just how life works. No one wanted to make a difference, they rather stay the way they were "meant" to be in.

I dropped to the floor and cried my heart out, I thought it could have worked, maybe even just a little bit. But I was naive of thinking people would listen to a person like me. I then felt a hand go on my back and when I looked back, my eyes blurry I saw the person I missed so much. I couldn't even describe how much I missed him.

I turned around and forced Max into a hug, crying into his shoulder. At first, he was awkward and stiff, but he relaxed just a little and continued patting my back as I let all my tears flow. He was still awkward in wear to place his hands, and I could only guess that I because I came out and said I was raped and all. Eventually he did settle his hands around my waist, but this was a different feeling them then when the other boys do this to me. I actually felt safe, comfort, and warmth surround me.

After a few minutes in this position, he pushed me off him and looked me in the face. Next thing I knew was that he turned away from me and got up and walked away, with what I think was a slightly red cheek.

I got off the floor and wiped off my tears and started to walk my way back home. On the way out of the room, I saw Jackson talking with Taylor. And Jackson looked at Taylor in a way I can't explain. But I know it, I just can't put a finger on what it was. But once they saw me they both showed me a very worried face. Jackson didn't seem he was holding any grudge anymore and Taylor looked at me like he wanted to run up to me and hug me to death. He ruled against that though, and I have to say that was a good decision. I just wanted to go home and never get out.

And I could say that this was a Mission Fail

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I slowly walked home and was glad I didn't run into some weirdos like I normally do. But once I got into my apartment room, I heard yelling coming from the kitchen. I ran quickly to find mom and dad arguing about wanting a divorce. Once they noticed me though, I felt dads' eyes get lustful and moms eyes become dark.

"Hey Abby, honey. Could you tell your mom that I am not cheating on her with you." Dad said with eyes saying if I didn't lie then he was going to make my life even more hell like.

I was stunned about what he was saying. And most of all I was mortified how mom could think that and how dad is really trying to make me lie about all the things he has been doing. I already know that I am defiantly not tryin to steal him away from mom and nor would I want to.

And the funny thing is that she was always aware of what he does to me, "I give up. I give up on both of you. I can no longer think of any of you as family anymore." I turned to mom and glared at her. "How the fuck, dare you go and say this shit when you know all the fuckin things he does to me. And oh, I'm so sorry that I am just a slut for a daughter mom. If only I haven't learned from the master, mom."

I run out of the kitchen and into my room locking it up, as I heard my mom banging and banging on the door, yelling out curse words and shamming me through the door. I ignored it and just wrapped myself in my blanket and listened to the screaming from my parents (if I could even call them that anymore) as I felt my eyes get heavier and heavier until I was asleep.