***TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM***
About a week later school started again. I didn't remember these people, but I did. They looked at me and whispered amongst each other. I can hear some horrible comments about my sexuality but mostly about how I finally woke up. I went to my first class, a class I didn't have with Syd. I soon realized I had no other friends, they had all left me and had changed. When I was seated and class was about to start I realized who was in my class. He had shown up late, as always.
"Hey dyke"
"You know that's not nice and anyway you are an asshole so I don't know why you are even being remotely "nice". Aww do you want me back? Too bad."
"I-I gotta go"
Kyle ran out of the classroom and everyone was in awe of me. Did I really say that? He's going to expose me and Syd. Shit what have I done? I need to text Syd. I take out my phone but I get yelled at right away. I put my phone away and sat nervously for a while. I started shaking and my teacher told me to go to the nurse. I ran down the hallway to Syd's class and looked in the window. She was looking out the window and saw me, she asked to go to the bathroom and came out.
"P what's wrong"
As I explained what happen. I could tell she was getting mad.
"WHY WOULD YOU CALL HIM OUT? HES GOING TO OUT ME!!"
"Syd....I'm sorry"
"NO YOU ARENT"
She stormed back into the classroom. I went to the nurse and said I felt really sick and went home. I sat there and cried. I realized she was the only one who cared about me. I sat in my room and thought about not having her. What if I lost her? What if she never loved me?
I sat in my room and saw the scissors. They'll do. I cut my wrist. I got more angry. More cuts. I had 20 cuts on my left wrist. I started crying. After I cleaned up my bloody wrist, I heard a knock on the door. I quickly put on a sweatshirt to cover my wrist.
"Syd? I thought you were mad at me?"
"I was but I realized that was stupid and that I love you. I told my parents as soon as I got home. They weren't completely cool with it but they said they are willing to except me."
"Syd that's great!"
"And I told Luca I need to talk to him tonight."
"SYD WE CAN FINALLY BE TOGETHER FOR REAL!!"
"Yeah, I'm excited but nervous about him"
"He should get it and if he doesn't then I'll do something about it"
I put up fists and started to throw fake punches
"I love this new Paisley"
"Yeah so do I"
"I gotta go see Luca...I'll keep you posted"
She kissed me and left.
I felt better. She did want to be with me. I really messed up.________________________________________________________________________
A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. I just wanted to get this part up! I really hope you enjoy this but there is something I want to add. If you are struggling with any mental illness, you aren't alone. I struggle with a few. It's okay to ask for help. I had a friend who really pushed me to get better. Just remember that you are not alone and people DO love you. That's all for my little PSA. Like I said before please share your thoughts with me! <3<3<3<3
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